Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 597(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 398(@300wpm)
His deft fingers pluck and pull at my nipple, and I swear, it’s like I feel it all the way down to my core.
“Your pussy’s squeezing me so tight.” He leans up, drawing my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. “Feels so fucking good.”
My thighs shake as I continue impaling myself on him. I truly never knew sex could be like this, that it could feel like this.
“You look so beautiful riding me. Like a fucking queen. You own me, Nora. My heart, my soul, all of it—all of me. Do you hear me? Everything I have is yours.”
His sweet words wrap themselves around me, grounding me as his body brings me bliss unlike anything I’ve ever known before.
And yet I still need something more.
“Atlas.” I whine his name, forcing my pelvis against his harder, desperately in search of whatever it is I need.
Somehow, though, he knows. “I've got you, Pip. I've always got you.” He licks his thumb and then presses it to my clit, rubbing small, tight circles keeping a perfect rhythm with my hips.
“Atlas.” His name is a prayer, a plea. “I think… I’m going to—”
My entire body short circuits, my muscles tense as my back arches, and my mouth falls open in a silent scream. My skin tingles and my body hums, like someone’s pumping electricity straight into my veins.
He keeps rubbing my clit and thrusting up into me in search of his own release, now that I’ve found mine.
“I love you,” I whisper, slumping against his chest, utterly exhausted.
“Fuck, Pip.” He thrusts once… twice more before spilling into me. “I love you, too. So damn much.”
CHAPTER 31
ATLAS
Watching Nora come back down from the high of her orgasm is fascinating. It’s almost like I’m seeing her for the first time, all doe-eyed and breathless, with a look of total ecstasy painting her features.
I fucking love it—I love seeing her like this.
“You okay, Pip?” I ask, stroking my fingers up and down her spine, causing her to shiver.
“Mmhmm.” She nods as she moves herself to an upright position, causing my half-hard dick to twitch inside of her. “Tired.” She reaches between her thighs, experimentally touching where we’re joined. “Sticky.”
“Yeah.” I chuckle. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
I attempt to disentangle myself from her to stand, but her soft whimper stops me in my tracks.
“Sorry,” she says, blushing so pretty. “It’s dumb, but I… I don’t want to let you go.”
I grin up at her, not wanting to let her go either. “You’re in luck then, because you don't have to. I’m yours forever.” I press a quick kiss on her forehead. “Now, wrap your arms around my neck.”
She does, and I jackknife myself into a seated position, sliding my arms beneath her legs so that I can stand, cradling her to my chest.
It’s wild to me how small she is, even in her second trimester, but I know she’s eating well and that the baby’s fine. They’re both healthy and safe, and really, that’s all anyone can ask for.
I carry her into the bathroom and set her down on the mat outside of the shower. She wraps her arms around herself and watches me with a soft look in her eyes as I start the shower.
Once the water’s warm I turn back to her, only to find her sort of in a trance-like state, staring off at nothing. She’s so totally still, she reminds me of a statue. If it wasn’t for the shallow rise and fall of her chest, I’d be truly worried.
“Pip.” I skim the back of my knuckles along her freckled cheekbone. “You with me?”
Nora jolts, snapping her wide hazel eyes up to mine. “Yeah. Sorry, I’m, um…”
“Can I hold you?” I ask, hoping like hell she lets me.
She nods and I don’t hesitate, wrapping her in my arms and pulling her close. “I love you, Nora, so much. You know that, right?”
“Yeah.” She sniffles and nods. “I love you, too.” I can tell from the sound of her voice that she’s crying, and it absolutely guts me.
“In you go,” I murmur, lifting her into the shower before joining her. I walk her back into the spray, letting her shivering body warm as I squirt some shampoo into the palm of my hand.
“Can you talk to me? Tell me what’s going through that pretty little head of yours?”
“I just…” She shudders and once again wraps her arms around herself. “I didn’t know sex could be like that. Before tonight, it’s always been something I feared. Something used against me, to hurt me. But you…”
Fuck, fuck, fuck. If she says I hurt her, I don’t know what I’ll do. Kick my own ass, for starters.
“You were so soft, and kind, and just perfect.” She blinks up at me, her tears mingling with the water falling from the showerhead. “I was scared, you know? That it would hurt, or that I wouldn’t like it, that I’d disappoint you, I don’t know.”