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“I’ve been kidnapped, taken!” she cut me off with her impassioned cries. “My sister was shot! Jesse is a beast!”
“I know all that, Bianca—”
I inhaled, but she threw her arms around me, those ridiculously innocent eyes drawing me in again.
“Then do something!” she mewled. “Anything!”
Drawing in a breath, I did the only thing I could do at that moment.
I kissed her again.
Chapter14
Bianca
Despite what my father may have told Jesse about my sister and me, we were not virgins. Life on the run with our mother had not allowed for too many relationships or sexual encounters, but we were not completely in the dark about our attractiveness.
There had been a handful of schoolboys over the years from whom I’d stolen kisses and one previous lover who had claimed my virginity a couple of years before.
I had told Jesse as much, but he was too enamored with the idea of his virgin twins to truly hear me—or at least, he was choosing to ignore me. I didn’t push the issue, either, because if he did understand that my father had lied to him, the insult to his ego might have catastrophic consequences for Dahlia and me. He might kill us both, if only to save face.
But for all of my experiences, I had never been in the presence of a man before, not like this, not like Atlas.
I couldn’t even remember the names of those who had pressed their lips to mine, not when his mouth consumed me, stealing not only my breath but what felt like my entire life force.
I had been on top of him, but somehow, in the passion of the moment, I found myself pinned beneath him on the cold, thin carpet of the office floor, my hands splayed above my head. His kiss grew harder, more determined, his eyes half-closed as his breaths became heavier on my face. My heart pounded so furiously, I could feel it in my throat.
What had changed? He had been so determined not to touch me, and suddenly, he couldn’t keep his hands off me. I wasn’t complaining. It was what I’d wanted from the first second I’d laid eyes on him. The attraction between us was full of sparks—electricity that pulsated in ribbons, shocking me with every lick of his tongue.
His nose nuzzled against my cheek, his hot words neither coherent nor lost on me, either. He mumbled something that tickled my soul, speaking to me without me completely heeding anything he said.
One of his hands released mine, and I immediately cupped his neck, sliding my fingers through the base of his dark hair, allowing him to draw lower over my dirty shirt. If he noticed the filth of my clothing, his teeth didn’t seem to mind. He lifted my shirt, and my breasts fell exposed in seconds, his lips catching on the rigid pokes of my nipples, forcing yet another groan of pleasure out of my lips. My eyes fell closed again, my body relishing every touch.
I was there yet not there, floating and sinking simultaneously, more pieces of clothing stripped away until I was fully nude in front of him, quivering as my thighs were raised against his ears. He paused to stare at me, and I hazily returned his gaze, nodding as he buried his cheek against the flesh of my leg.
He drew in a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale me fully, and I could have captured the sight of that in my mind’s eye forever.
A strong hand inched up my flat belly, sinking me back toward the floor, my chest arching upward as he lifted my center toward him.
“Oh, gods,” I whispered, the tip of his tongue meeting the drenched center of my core. It was all Atlas needed to hear. He went crazy then, hand clenching around my buttocks, yanking my clit toward him until his face disappeared between my legs. Gasping, I struggled to sit up, but his right hand kept me in place, his single arm stronger than my entire body.
“Atlas!” I choked.
Heat rushed through me, his laps growing more intense by the second, a finger prodding its way into my middle. I was done. I slapped my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming as I came, my body releasing against the push of his digits, my inner juices pulsating outward to soak him from chin to nose, ass rearing upward until I felt like I was part of him.
But he wasn’t finished yet. His tongue didn’t slow down for a second, the pressure increasing, extending my orgasm, pulling a second climax from me, my entire form shaking from head to toe as I clung to his rippling back.
His shoulders gleamed with sweat through the collar of his shirt, both hands cupping me from underneath now, shifting me higher onto his face, his entire expression gone. I must have blacked out for a moment, my head swimming, every atom of my form breaking apart and coming back together again.
The sounds of my pleasure ricocheted through the room, landing back into my ears, filling my head and grounding me, all while Atlas slipped and slid through my wetness, his long fingers still working inside me.
Panting and gasping, I slid toward him.
“Take me!” I begged him, but I didn’t hear the words.
They were gone somewhere with the moans of passion until Atlas suddenly and abruptly came up for air.
His eyes were wild as they fixed on me, but I wasn’t about to lose the momentum. On quivering knees, I ambled forward, falling to the side, drunk on the passion ignited inside me.
