Page 25 of Guarded By Atlas

“Consider me seduced,” I say, leaning back in to kiss her, but she keeps the hand between us.

“I had something else in mind,” she counters, biting into her lip she lowers her hand back to my crotch, palming my dick over my jeans. “I want to do this.” Her other hand drops as well, and she starts working on the button of my jeans before gripping the zipper and easing it down. Her eyes are on mine as she tugs my boxers down, and I hiss as her warm hands close around my shaft when it springs free. “You’ll like this, I promise.”

Before I can ask what she means, I watch her drop to her knees, heat flashing through me when she holds the base of my shaft in one hand and leans in to take me in her mouth. I groan at the incredible sensation when her lips wrap around my cock and her wet tongue brushes against the underside of my cock as she takes me deeper. “Fuuuck!” I growl, sliding my hand through her hair as she works me into her mouth before slowly sliding back off. Her eyes lift to mine as she brushes her tongue over the crown, smiling when I hiss at the jolt of pleasure that rolls up my spine from the move.

“I knew you’d like it.”

There is a wicked look in her eyes I haven’t seen before as she takes me in deep again and pushes as far as she can go before pulling back again with a slight cough. Her eyelids flutter when she starts bobbing her head, moaning as that beautiful mouth takes me in and wrecks me. I realize that she’s enjoying this almost as much as I am, licking at my length like her favorite treat before taking me in once more.

Christ, she looks so fucking beautiful, strawberry blond hair tight in my grip with a mouth made for sin wrapped around my cock.

“Fuck, baby, I’m so close,” I pant, tugging her away from my cock and grabbing her arm to help her up. I press her against the sink as my mouth slams down on hers, hand sneaking under her skirt and between her legs. “If I’m coming anywhere, it’s going to be inside of you.” My voice is thick with need and my hands impatient as I hook my fingers in the waistband of her panties and yank them down.

“Oh, God,” she cries out when I drag my fingers over her slit then tease her clit with my middle one. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, anchoring herself against me as I rub my finger fiercely over the bud, feeling her sex grow slick. Her muscles tighten around me when I slide my finger into her pussy, and my cock jerks in response.

“I need to be inside you now.”

“Yes, please,” she whimpers, her grip tightening around me when I withdraw my finger to replace it with my cock. My eyes are locked on hers as I glide slowly into her, drinking her up when she throws her head back and her mouth parts on a cry as I stretch her tight, wet pussy. Oh… God…!”

And that’s all the control I have before I begin pounding into her. I slide my hand under her T-shirt, pinching her nipples hard over her bra, and she cries out, rocking forward to meet my thrust. The sound of our love making fills the bathroom, and I swallow her cries with my lips on hers when they grow pitched.

Mine.

I knew Marie would be important to me from the second I saw her, but I never guessed just how much she would come tomatter. She’s everything. Marie Hale wormed her way into my heart and became my entire life.

“I love you,” I say into the kiss, noting how her eyes widen in surprise. “I’m in love with you. Only you.”

“Atlas…”

“Need to feel you come, sweetheart,” I rasp, as the pressure on my spine increases. “I’m so close, I want you to come with me.”

“Close,” she pants, crying out when I lean in to take her swollen nipple into my mouth, suckling hard at the bead, and that sends her over the edge. She climaxes with a sob, her nails digging into my shoulders with the same intensity her pussy locks around my cock, muscles rippling around my shaft and sending me over the edge.

Our bodies move together, cock jerking as I fill her womb with my seed, creaming her intimate walls with spurt after spurt of my cum. I kiss her through the orgasm, swallowing her pleasured cries until we’re both heaving and limp against each other. I hold her close to me, mostly so she doesn’t slide down to the floor, but also because I absolutely love the feel of her body against mine.

It’s like a puzzle coming together.

“I love you,” she says, nuzzling into my neck. “I fell in love with you the moment I met you in that apartment building. Now that I think about it, maybe we should keep that last bit between us when people ask how we met.”

“For me, it happened way before that.”

My words give her pause as she pulls back to look at me. “It did? When was that?”

“When I saw the surveillance footage of the kidnapping.” I laugh when she groans at my words. “You were gorgeous and so brave. I couldn’t believe it when I found out that you were single, not to mention being a virgin. Speaking of which, where did you learn to do that?”

I don’t need to explain what I mean for her to understand. It’s not like Marie hasn’t given me a blowjob before, but while it was enthusiastic and one of the best experiences of my life, her inexperience had made it a touch awkward. This was…different.

She smirks at my question. “Just a few tips from my friends,” she says with a laugh. “Now we'd better get back to the others before they start clueing in on what we’re doing.”

“Hey, what other tips did you get?”

She straightens her clothes and turns to the mirror to fix her hair. “Maybe I’ll tell you, or maybe…” her eyes meet mine on the mirror, “…I’ll show you after the cookout.”

Suddenly, I can’t wait for the day to be over.

Epilogue

Two Years Later

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