Page 20 of Atonement

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Wednesday

12:30 a.m.

Her muffledscreams attempt to rip through the room, muted by her punishment, the gag in her mouth. Magnolia convulses under me in a continuous wave of ecstasy, a hurricane of sweet pleasure as her storm hits my tongue and I groan in satisfaction as I drink her all up. My eyes raise and watch as her hips surge, her head falls back in an all-encompassing pleasure, and then her center grinds back down against my mouth as her head snaps forward and her eyes lock with my own.

Before I let her body come down completely, I release her sex and crawl up her frame. Unfastening her gag, I quickly throw it to the side and crush my lips against hers as she sucks my tongue into her mouth, greedy, hungry to taste just how much I made her feel alive after all this time. Tearing my shirt from my body, I release her mouth only for a second to pull it over my head.

“Your cock,” she pants. “I need it. Now. Don’t make me ask again.”

Smiling, I stand and slip out of my shoes before pushing my slacks and briefs to the floor. Climbing back on the bed, I stroke her sensitive clit and whisper, “where?”

But before I can coax an answer out of her, she claims my mouth again and kisses me so fiercely I can’t force myself to release her and stop. Her teeth claim my bottom lip as I raise over her body and press my tip against her entrance. She bucks under me and purrs into my mouth as I suck her tongue between my lips. She needs me to fill her. Wants me to thrust inside her and give her what she craves most.

Our own, selfish, atonement.

“Tell me you’ve missed this, Magnolia,” I growl as her wetness covers the crown of my pulsing dick. “Tell me you’ve wanted this, just as much as I’ve needed it, Sweetheart.”

I back away from her slightly and run my fingers up the inside of her thigh, quickly sticking one, then two inside her. Her hips raise, inviting me in, and I spread her moisture backward, pressing lightly into her tight ass. She gasps as I suck her tongue into my mouth once again and groan. She’s so tight. I can’t help myself and find I press into her ass further as her hips raise in wanting and precum drips out of my cock telling me only one thing - we both want more. I look down between us and grab my length, expressing as much as I can from the crown and then glance back up and see her eyes cloud over with lust.

“Open,” I demand, feeling my cock twitch when she obliges.

Swiping my cum across her lips, I watch as her tongue darts out, her eyes close and she purrs, content, and delighted with my taste in her hot mouth. “Good girl,” I hiss before claiming her mouth with my own and getting drunk on her taste mixed with my own as it delectably swirls around our tongues. Mixed together, we’re a dangerous concoction, making us both delirious and desperately, in need of another fix.

Reaching up, I untie her from the headboard and then wrap my arm around her waist. Flipping her on her stomach in one swift move, I refasten her hands to the headboard, binding them tightly together. She gasps, but the sound is quickly cut off as I slap her pale ass and then groan when I see it blush from my own kind of self-seeking retribution. Grabbing her red cheek, I massage it for a moment and look down, mesmerized by the view of her wet pussy and tight ass, and entirely still unbelieving that she’s in my bed, surrendering to me after all this time.

“More,” she moans with need. I smile, happy to give her what she requests, as her hips tilt and she angles her pussy up, giving me every man’s most treasured view.

“Your body needs me to release it,” I whisper as I lean down and lick from her clit all the way back across her ass. She gasps before a shocked sigh leaves her lips, making my balls tighten with the need for my own release. “Tell me you need me to set you free, Mags,” I say as I pull two fingers through her slick folds. “Tell me,” I whisper further, as I lean in and stick them inside her pussy. “You need me to set us free.” She stills, and it takes all my power to not break and stop with her as I pull my fingers through her growing wetness, spreading it back further across her ass. “Tell me, Sweetheart, that you need me to make you cum.”

“Yes,” she consents instantly, more eager than I could have hoped for. I drop between her thighs, the same thirsty need rushing through me. I’m driven by only one desire, to feel her explode against my lips once again.

Rolling onto my back, I crawl between her legs and lick up her heat. She complies perfectly, riding my face faster than she ever did before as her scent drags me under, her taste pushes me into a frenzy, and I bite down lightly on her clit, hearing her slight scream, before sucking it between my lips.

“More,” she pants from above as I force her legs apart and look up into her eyes, making her watch as she rides my face and I suck her pussy lips into my mouth.

Her stare clouds over with a darker desire than I’ve ever witnessed before as my tongue parts her folds with strong intention and her wetness grows. Sticking a finger inside her pussy, I suck down hard on her bud as I reach behind her and stick another finger in her ass. She screams out as her head falls back and it only takes a few seconds for her second orgasm to rip through her. I let her ride it out this time, her hips thrashing against my mouth as she cries, screams, explodes with such force against my mouth I almost can’t keep up as I drink her down, slowly pulling my finger out of her tight ass before licking up what’s left of her pleasure. She looks thoroughly satisfied as she glances down between her legs at me. I grin before gently placing a kiss against her velvet lips, grabbing her ass in my hands, and stopping her movements for a brief moment and taking the time to enjoy us finally together like this.

We stare into each other’s eyes, our breaths labored and coming in quick lustful pants filled with the deepest pleasure. So many things are still left unsaid, and there’s still so much we need to discuss. But fuck, we’ve always had a way of talking that’s better than any words we could ever exchange. As I grip her hips in my hands and stare in her eyes, I know we’re both finally on the same page.

Slipping out from underneath her, I climb off the bed and watch her eye me over her shoulder. “Still want more, Magnolia?”

She doesn’t respond, only tries to catch her breath as I reach under the bed frame and pull out her next reward. Her hot mouth has told me off one too many times over the past seven years. It’s time she remembers what happens when she runs it and refuses to stop.

“You never told me where you want my cock,” I tease, as her eyes widen, and I grab one of her legs before she can stop me. Attaching her ankle to the long black bar, I spread her legs wide and do the same to her other ankle as I climb back on the bed. She gasps as I reach underneath her and pull her waist up, her ass cheeks parting beautifully, and I take no time in rubbing my length slowly between them. She groans into the sheets before glancing back over her shoulder and locking eyes with me once again. “Should I put it where I want?” I taunt, but she doesn’t answer.

I spread her cheeks out further, watching and delighting in the fact that her legs are bound by the bar, stretched out as far as they will go. Her tight hole puckering in need when I line my dick up against it. She cries out the second I breach her hole; hot tears prick her eyes. I watch her for any sign that she doesn’t want this, that this isn’t part of her consent, as I hold only the tip inside her ass. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” I growl as her mouth opens and she gets lost in the forbidden pleasure. “Your ass forgot how to take my cock, Sweetheart.”

I rotate my length around in circles, slowly working in, gathering her wetness from her pussy and spreading it backwards while I watch her eyes for any sign she’s unwilling. But fuck, she wants this. I can see it. I can feel it. What’s more, I know it. I press in further only when I know she’s ready.

“You never told me where,” I growl with the best fucking pleasure I’ve felt in seven damn years as I give her one last chance to change her mind. “Should I stop? Or fuck your tight asshole like I want?”

She says nothing, only stares back in my eyes, aroused, drugged by my control, letting me decide for both of us. “I always knew you liked it dirty, Sweetheart,” I whisper when I can't hold back any longer. “Hold on, Magnolia, because I’m not stopping until we’re both fucking screaming.”

Thrusting inside her, she screams out my name just as I reach around and spank her throbbing clit. Rubbing it in circles and groaning out against her back as I pull out of her ass and thrust back inside it again, she cries out my name and tells me not to stop. Harder, faster, determined to get what I want and give her what she fucking needs, I pinch her bud hard between my fingers, then slap it stronger than before as I pound into her ass from behind, relentless, atoning for both our sins, as she cries out against the sheets.

“Fuck, I love how you take it,” I groan, thrusting into her and showing no signs of slowing down. “Your body was made for me.”

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