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I am wrong. I'm not done. Pleasure tightens like a spring inside me and he hasn't done anything but put me where he wants me.
His arms wrap around my legs, his hands gripping the front of my thighs with inescapable strength. He slams his thick column of steel inside my slick channel, bottoming out on the first thrust. And his hold keeps me from sliding backward even an inch.
My nerve endings explode with sensation and my vaginal walls grip him impossibly tight.
"Such a good little pussy." He pats my mons in approval.
I am drowning in lust and an unfamiliar sense of happiness. Do I have a praise kink?
"Keep your legs where they are."
"Uh huh." It's all I can say, intelligible words beyond me.
"Good girl."
Oh, lord. Those two words inthattone.
One hand still keeping my body from sliding up the boxes, he reaches between us and rubs his thumb in circles over my clit as he pulls back until his swollen crown is all that is still inside me.
I mewl.
He smiles diabolically before ramming back into me, setting a punishing pace. The orgasm I deny I'm capable of is growing closer and closer.
Atlas speeds up his hips and unbelievably increases the power of his thrusts until my body shakes with every drive forward.
"Come for me," he demands, his handsome face set in a rictus of pleasure.
He's close.
I want to obey him. My body is craving the release now and my heart is set on getting anothergood girlout of him, but I can't crest this wave of pleasure.
Then he pinches my clit. I scream as I explode with the power of a nuclear blast.
He roars as his seed washes my insides with heat.
My chest heaves, my heart pounding so hard, I can feel my pulse in the tender flesh wrapped around his still hard member.
Awareness of where we are and what we are doing comes back to me slowly, but when it does, I jerk under him and start shoving at his chest. My bar manager is going to show up any minute and I do not want to be caught naked in my cool storeroom, with Atlas still inside me, when she does.
He shakes his head. "Give it some more time."
Give what? His penis? He'll be ready to go again if he stays inside me much longer. I'm not convinced he isn't ready to go now.
"We don't have time. Willow is going to be here soon."
"Who is Willow?" he asks without moving.
"She's my bar manager and more importantly, she can let herself into the building."
He grunts but doesn't move.
"I'm serious, Atlas. I don't want her finding me like this."
"She won't."
"You can't be sure."
"I will not allow you to be embarrassed." His words are a promise.
