Page 30 of Fractured Hope
He reached back before I could say anything and started massaging the conditioner into my hair. I quickly remembered how good it was when he’d massaged my scalp that first night, but this time I wasn’t in pain and it felt even better. I bit back a groan as he continued, but when he started massaging down my neck and to my shoulders, I couldn’t help the moan that escaped.After my earlier panic, my muscles were tight—and his fingers were magic.
“That’s amazing,” I breathed out as my body relaxed.
His fingers continued to relieve the knots and aches in my back and neck until I was putty in his hands. He took the sprayer and rinsed my hair and down my back, making sure all the conditioner was gone. Once he was satisfied that I was clean, he reached over and turned the water off. I opened my eyes as he wrapped a towel around me like he had that first night; although, this time felt different. He leaned down to help dry my hair, and our gazes connected like they were magnets finding their way home. There were so many emotions shining in those pale orbs. Hecared.
I wasn’t sure who acted first, but soon my mouth was on his. It was a sweet, gentle press of lips, but as he leaned forward, I parted for him, and his tongue dueled with mine. A frisson of desire raced down my spine as my cock twitched. His hand clasped the back of my neck as he went to his knees and leaned over the edge of the tub, deepening the kiss. His tongue dominated me as the kiss quickly turned heated. I felt wanted, cherished, and cared for with every sweep of his tongue. His kiss consumed me until there was nothing left—just him and me.
We eventually pulled apart, breathing heavily, our foreheads pressed together. I reached up to brace my hands on his solid chest and cursed both my cast and his T-shirt for being in the way. Our breaths mingled as he reached up and stroked my still wet cheek.
Without another word he stood, and for a second, I thought he was just going to leave, but he quickly lifted me into his arms bridal style and left the bathroom. He hesitated as he entered his bedroom and gazed down at me. I answered his look with a kiss on his lips.
“Can I stay with you tonight?”
His face split into a stunning smile. “Absolutely!”
Atticus carefully laid me on his bed, the towel trapped under me, then quickly followed me down. He settled his weight on top of my wet body and soon we were kissing again. His muscled form pushed me into the mattress as I spread my legs to give him more room. He’d changed into sweats and a clean T-shirt at some point, and I could feel his hard cock against my thigh.
I groaned and tentatively rocked against him. Atticus kissed along my jaw and down my neck, nuzzling my ear. I reached out and pulled at his T-shirt with my good hand, needing to feel his skin against mine. He sat up on his knees and quickly took off his shirt, throwing it aside. He stared down at me with so much desire that my skin flushed in response. He really was a Grecian god. I gazed longingly at all the tanned skin he’d revealed and his incredible six pack.
He skated his palms over my hips and up my chest. “So beautiful,” he whispered reverently as he flicked my right nipple with his thumb, causing me to buck. Chuckling he did it again, this time leaning forward to take my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” I placed my good hand on the back of his head, whether to keep him there or push him away, I wasn’t sure yet.
He swirled his tongue around the nub as he reached up to pinch and tweak my left nipple while he kept sucking on the right. The dual sensation drove me crazy.
I writhed against him and pleaded.
Soon, he took pity on me and moved down my body, laying kisses on his way. He swirled his tongue around my navel, then kissed just below it, gazing up at me with a playful smile. Moving to nuzzle my groin, he sucked one of my balls into his mouth, all while still tweaking my left nipple.
I squirmed. “Pleeease, Atty.”
I was so on edge I needed him to touch me. A groan escaped my mouth as he licked under my balls and down to my taint.Pausing to push my leg against my chest with his right hand, he opened me up.
Holy Fuck! What is he doing!?
“What are you... ? Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” I chanted as he lapped over my hole.
No one had ever done this to me. The sensation was nearly overwhelming. I was barely coherent as he circled my hole, then pushed his tongue inside. My whole body shook as shivers raced up and down my spine.
Whimpering, I clutched the sheets as he took me apart with his tongue. He pushed both of my legs farther up and back to get better access as I writhed and shook.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! It’s too much.” I panted, overwhelmed by the sensation. I was so close.
Atticus slowed his sinful tease on my hole, then nipped my right ass cheek. He nosed under my balls as he began to move back up my body. He stared up at me while laying soft kisses and nips on my inner thigh. I groaned and squirmed at the pleasure skating over my skin. Finally—fuckingfinally—he took my cock into his mouth, nearly swallowing me down.
Engulfed in wet heat, pleasure surged through me as tingles danced across my skin. I thrust into his mouth, causing him to gag as I hit the back of his throat.
Freezing in place, I tried not to move as Atticus glanced up at me, unperturbed by my momentary panic. He went back to licking my cock like it was the best dessert ever.
Enjoying the sensations building under my skin, I leaned up on my elbows to caress his face, moving his floppy hair out of his eyes as he looked at me. Our gazes caught as he swirled his tongue just under the head of my cock, and my orgasm hit me like a freight train.
“FUCK! I’m gonna come!” I screamed as the pleasure consumed me. Shivers racked my body as I unloaded in hismouth. He swallowed and sucked, easing me through my orgasm until I was a boneless heap. I fell back on the bed, out of breath.
“Oh my God.” I panted, trying to catch my breath.
Atticus licked up my cock, cleaning away the last of my release as he sat up and came to lie down next to me. He gently kissed my cheek, his soft beard tickling my neck and causing me to squirm some more.
Chuckling, he nuzzled into my neck and cuddled into my side, with his large, muscled arm resting over my waist. He smiled and ran his fingers up my side.
