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“Shit.” He laughs, standing up and tucking himself in just as we hear her footsteps behind the door. He zips up his pants, grabbing me to stand in front of him to hide his still prominent erection and unbuckled belt.
“Evening, Mr. and Mrs.” She smiles, seemingly oblivious to what just took place. “Did you want me to bring dinner out now or did you want more time to get situated?” She has a very unamused look on her face that has my cheeks flaming and my eyes diverting from hers.
“I think we need a little more time,” Atlas says, wrapping his arm around me.
Regina bursts out laughing, shaking her head and ducking back into the kitchen.
“More time?” I spin around in his arms.
“Mm-hmm.” He reaches his thumb up and wipes my lip. “That was sexy knowing you were standing there with my cum still on your lips.” He presses his thumb into my mouth and I wrap my lips around it. “Now let’s go upstairs. I think you need a very thorough reminder about the new rules.” He guides us from the kitchen to the stairs.
My stomach tingles when he runs his hands up my inner thigh as we ascend the staircase, his lips at my ear.
“I can’t tell you how often I think about stretching your tight cunt. Even before I ever touched you. It completely consumes every…”—he slides his finger inside me as I continue climbing the stairs—“single”—then pulls it out—“thought”—back in again—“of my day.”
“Ahh.” I stumble, his arm around my waist catching me as he pulls me up the last two stairs.
“There’s one final rule,” he says against my lips as he picks me up and carries me down the hall to his bedroom. He pauses to kiss me for several minutes, the way his tongue maneuvers around mine enticing. It makes me realize why he’s so good at going down on me. He’s deliberate with his movements; small or large, he knows just how to caress or touch or lick or bite.
“You can tell me there’s ten more if you keep kissing me,” I say when he pulls back. I grab his shirt, tugging him back to me so I can kiss him again. “How do you do that with your tongue?”
“Do what?” He does it again.
“That.” I curl my hands into fists against his shirt. “It makes me so wet.”
“Good, I want you nice and wet for what I plan to do to you.”
He sits me down, pulling my dress off me in one quick motion, his pants following after. “What’s the final rule?” I ask nervously as he stands me up and walks me to over to a chair.
“You’re not allowed to sleep in your room.”
“I’m not?” He bends me over the back of the chair, cupping my hands around the armrests.
“Hold here,” he says, dragging his hands up my arms. I look back at him. “And no, you’re not. You sleep with me.” His fingers softly trace down my spine, toying with my asshole once he reaches it. A second later he replaces his finger with his tongue, swirling it around and running it straight up my spine, his hand pulling my chin up and back so he can kiss me. “Don’t let go of the chair,” he says as he kneels down behind me.
By the time I’ve had my third orgasm from Atlas’ tongue, I’m begging for release, my body shaking with anticipation as he glides over me, entering me with one swift motion so deep it pulls my back off the bed. The mangled groan that escapes my lips sounds guttural.
“You can handle it, baby,” Atlas groans, pulling out halfway and going in an inch deeper. “I need you to be able to take it deeper for me.” He drapes my legs over his shoulders, inching in deeper, my teeth biting down on his shoulder as I feel myself stretched to my limits.
“I can’t,” I moan as the pain starts to give way to pleasure when he tilts his pelvis and hits my G-spot.
“You sure about that?” My body relaxes the more he moves.
“Oh yes, right there, baby.” I grab his hips, my orgasm already at my fingertips.
“Fuck, you look so good taking my cock.” He looks down at where his cock disappears inside me over and over again, slick with my juices.
“Please don’t stop,” I pant, “please, oh yes, right there.” He looks over to where my toes curl by his ears.
“A fucking explosion couldn’t stop me.” He grabs my ankles, pushing them forward so he has me bent in half, his cock slamming into me over and over again when I feel a rush take over me like I’ve never experienced before.
He doesn’t stop even after I’ve come. He drives into me relentlessly until finally he’s shouting, his movements stilling as he collapses on top of me.
“Nobody has fucked you this good before,” he finally says into my neck.
“Is that a question?” He pushes up onto his arms and looks down at me with a cocky grin.
“No, I know nobody has fucked you as good as I have.” He grinds his hips against me, his cock still inside of me.
