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Fingertips near my hair.
I wondered if I was sweating. I wondered if he thought that was okay or not.
My heart raced but was not pounding.
The pounding would come in a few seconds when I came.
I felt safe yet empowered.
His thumb stroked my cheek.
He inched forward and kissed my forehead.
I looked down and saw the shape of my body.
The way his body was built.
I saw his body moving.
I felt his body moving…
I bit my bottom lip and almost started to cry.
Nothing in my life had ever felt so good and so… romantic…
Ever.
Atlas slid his hand into my hair and I realized he was holding me.
Completely holding me in his arms.
His body still perfectly thrusting and fucking me.
But it wasn’t that.
It wasn’t him fucking me.
He was…
This huge, muscular, loves-to-fight hockey player…
He was making love to me.
I feltlike my body levitated off the bed.
My hands clung to the sheets as I tried to play everything off as okay and cool.
I squeezed my legs shut tight as my inner thighs trembled.
Next to me I felt Atlas staring.
“Are you okay, love?”
His rough voice shaking the bed.
“I’m fine,” I said.
He kissed my bare shoulder.
