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"Only you." I don't know why I trust him so deeply, but my certainty that he will not harm me is absolute.
"Only me," he growls. Then the knife goes under the side of my thong and cuts through the silk with barely a whisper.
How sharp is it? Sharp enough that if Atlas were to slip even a hairs breath, it would slice right through my skin to muscle.
He doesn't slip though. He drags the flat of the knife over the apex of my thighs, sending my intimate flesh quivering. And then he slices through the other side of my panties.
The silk tugs against my skin and then it is gone, my entire vulva now on display for him.
Two thick fingers press inside of me, and my vaginal walls clamp down on them, trying to suck him in deeper. When he pulls back, I whimper, but then he's thrusting forward again, pistoning in and out of my tender channel with quick, powerful thrusts.
His thumb glides over my clitoris when his fingers are embedded as deep as they can go inside me. Pleasure so deep, it is almost pain, radiates through me. I can hear myself moaning, pleading, but it is as if I am removed from it. So in tune with my pleasure receptors that I'm drunk on it, but also feeling like I'm floating beyond my body.
My eyes fly open. I need to connect to the here and now or I will be lost forever.
His eyes are waiting for mine, his gaze locking us together as intimately as his fingers inside my channel.
"Close your eyes,ílios mou."
I shake my head, almost frantic. "I need to see, or I'll float away."
I never knew passion like this before him, so intense it consumes me completely.
"I'll keep you here," he promises and reaches to brush his hand down over my eyes, forcing my lids to shutter.
"Atlas, I need you inside me." I want to reach for him, but I don't.
"I am inside you."
"Your sex. I need that big dick stretching me wide."
"You'll come this way first." There is no give in his voice. "You will gift me your pleasure."
The thrusts of his hand picks up pace and his thumb circles my sensitive nub with every deep penetration. Ecstasy builds inside me and I give myself over to it, once again trusting Atlas to keep me safe, even from himself.
A cataclysm of pleasure detonates inside me and I scream as my body bows upward, my muscles tensing in a pleasure pain rictus. With talented and determined fingers, Atlas drags me through the aftershocks and right into another orgasm before I've caught my breath from the first one.
Not giving me a chance to come down, he's there, between my legs, his blunt head pushing against my swollen flesh. His crown breaks through my opening and my inner walls contract.
He presses inexorably forward, forcing my oversensitive, inflamed flesh to accept the intrusion of his iron hard penis. Pleasure thrills through me as he claims my body the way I've been craving.
Every time is like the first one, and I wonder if this will be the time when I cannot accommodate his length and girth. But he bottoms out inside me, pressing against my cervix and stretching my sensitive tissues beyond what I think he can.
"You're like a damn virgin every time."
Or he's monster sized. "Had sex with many virgins?"
"None."
"Then how—"
He doesn't let me finish. "You are tighter than any other pussy I have fucked."
"Not so much with the other vajayjays you've conquered," I instruct him.
"You make me forget every single one."
I don't want to know how many there are for him to forget.
