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And it only makes him smile harder. The warmth of his palm brushes my chin as he takes me with his thumb and index finger.
“When you’re with me, you’ll get everything you ask for, Little Bird. Don’t ever for a second shy away from asking me for something.”
He lifts his hands to the back of his black shirt, and little by little, the hard lines of his abdomen are revealed for me. My thighs tense against his lean hips, wanting to feel every single part of him but also struggling against the bindings on my wrists.
When he’s shirtless and prowling back to me, I realize I want more. His words still circle my mind, and I suddenly realize how hard it is to ask for what I want.
“Can I taste you?” I ask in the smallest voice, forcing myself not to look away from the intensity in his eyes.
He looks at me with so much appreciation as he nods. But it confuses me as he walks away, his jeans slung low across his hips as he strolls to the far wall. And with the press of a silver button, my chains lower, the circulation coming back to my arms as they come down little by little. My ass fully hits the tabletop, and when he returns to me, he pulls me closer, my weight dropping from the table, and my knees giving out instantly. I fall to the floor, but the chains clack together, my weight suddenly strung up painfully as I nearly kneel on the cold, hard floor. My thighs are spread wide, and I can barely manage to keep myself in place without teetering to one side.
Dark boots stand in front of me. The length of my body is before him, and I lift my chin to look up at the bright lights casting his dangerous features into dark, ominous shadows.
“Open for me, Little Bird,” he says tauntingly.
My lips part for him, and he grips his shaft ever so slowly, sliding the tip of his cock over my lips.
“More,” he commands, and I open wider for him.
With one slow thrust, he slides in. All the way. I gag against his length as it hits the back of my throat, but I don’t waste a single second sucking down the salty taste of him. His growling groan shivers all through me as he fucks my mouth a little faster, a little harder. My chains clank as his hand threads through my hair, forcing my hands back and my head down even more against his throbbing cock.
Tears sting my eyes, but my pussy aches when he pulses even harder. It’s a feeling I want buried deep inside me.
“Fuck, I can’t wait,” he growls out, pulling my hair until his glistening dick pops from my mouth on a jagged breath.
Then he’s kissing me messily. He lowers down in one quick move, his palms gripping my thighs painfully and deliciously as he pulls me up against him. My thighs grip his lean hips hard. I barely have time to enjoy the feel of his slickness against my opening before he’s lowering me down his shaft. He stands fully, gripping my ass and guiding me down his cock, stretching me slowly and fully. My moan trembles out, and he swallows it down, owning every fucking part of me as he holds me in his arms and fills me with every inch he has.
“Fuck, Atlas,” he hisses against my lips before he buries his head in my neck and thrusts in deeper.Slower.
My chains tangle around us, but I hold his head in my hands, holding on like he’s the last thing I have in this life. It’s a slow, torturous pace that pulls the tension in my body tighter and tighter with every move. He takes his time thrusting in, dragging every inch of his length against my pussy before sinking in as deep as I can take him. My nails dig into his hair, holding on harder as the tension builds into a reckless energy.
Again he sinks in. Again he grinds against me. Again, I swear to fucking God, every nerve in my body is controlled by this man.
Even as it shatters down into a thousand messy pieces. It comes out in flashing colors behind my eyes and trembling moans against my tongue. I pull him to my chest, desperately holding on as my orgasm shakes uncontrollably through me.
And he holds me right back. He takes me hard in his arms. It’s faster now. Dominating and more consuming. His body tenses, every muscle turning rigid beneath my fingers as he sinks in so deeply, my breath catches. The pulsing feel of him deep inside sends another wave of pure ecstasy all through my body.
He stills. His hooded gaze locks on mine, our breaths mingling as we bask in the most intense feeling I’ve ever shared with another person. I never want to look away from the bliss shining in this broken man’s eyes.
Rowan Stone completely owns me.
And I hope he never gives me back.
Twenty-Four
Rowan
There’s a moment of deep regret for what I’ve done. It stabs into my chest in the middle of the night when I’m holding her in my arms. Her lashes are dark and fanned across high cheekbones. Quiet, even breaths fall from the beautiful lips that were wrapped around my cock just hours ago. She’s perfect.
I made that rule not to touch her for a reason. She’s too perfect. Too sweet and too hurt by what the world has done to her already.
And I’m a greedy fuck for touching her. Wanting her. Making her mine.
What’s the alternative? Leave her and never contact her again... while lurking from the shadows of her entire life because God knows I can't just walk away from her? I’m addicted. Consumed with loving her. Even from afar.
Even if I can never have her.
My phone buzzes annoyingly from the nightstand. My teeth grind just thinking about the shit I’ve ignored. I can pretend our fucked-up lives don’t exist all I want, but it’ll always be there waiting for me. It’ll loom over us.
