Total pages in book: 176
Estimated words: 167257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 558(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 558(@300wpm)
“Oh, God. Oh, yeees. Owen, please!”
I finished her off quickly before the blood rushing to her head could knock her out and released her legs. Atlas collapsed on the couch and didn’t move while I bent and yanked my pants up before scooping her sexy ass off the couch and carrying her out of the room and upstairs.
She didn’t lift her head from my chest until we entered my bedroom, where I dropped her on my bed before removing my gun from my ankle holster and shoving it inside my nightstand.
“Is this your room?” she asked, sitting up and taking a sleepy look around.
“Of course.” I stripped off my sweater and button-up, then kicked off my shoes before my pants and boxers followed to the pile forming on the floor.
Atlas’s gaze immediately dropped to my dick, and I swear she gulped as if I’d just pulled my gun on her. I walked over to the bed and took her face in my hands before kissing her deeply until the worry lines disappeared, and then I pulled away.
“Lie down, Atlas.”
And then I gave her a look that said I wasn’t fucking around.
Atlas might have been young, but she was far from dumb. She knew where this night had been leading.
Dream chewed on her lip before obeying, scooting back on the bed and lying on her back.
I plucked a condom from my pants before strapping up and following her onto the bed. I hooked my fingers in her thong before pulling it down her legs and tossing it away. I then pushed her knees apart and stared at her pretty, swollen pussy that was still throbbing like it had a heartbeat of its own.
I almost did it.
For a split second, I almost said fuck the condom. I wanted to make that pussy mine in every way. I wanted to come inside her, write my name on her walls, and get her pregnant with my baby. I wanted to trap her ass so that she’d have no choice but to be with me.
But with one look into her trusting eyes, I knew she deserved better than me making her a baby mama. I was still trying to decide if I could be her boyfriend without eventually hurting her. It seemed inevitable. Bringing a kid into our complicated situation was a certified fuck boy move, and I wanted to prove her wrong about me.
Atlas was staring up at me, the worry back in her eyes as if she knew where my mind had wandered to.
“Don’t hurt me, Owen.”
“It’s going to hurt a little,” I told her honestly. Physically and emotionally, something told me it was inevitable that I would destroy her. And then I sealed the truth with a kiss. “But I’ll try.”
My dick was not only big, but Atlas was also tight as fuck, and no matter how ready I’d gotten her, I knew she hadn’t been fucked in a while. She was one-hundred-percent the kind of female that required an emotional connection to have sex—pretty much the polar opposite of what I was used to.
“That’s not what I mean,” she whispered, only to gasp when my dick found her entrance and began to push inside. “After my dad and my mom and…everything else, there’s not much of me left to give.” She paused at the same time I did. “Please don’t break what’s left,” she added when I didn’t move or speak. “Please.”
A tear slipped from the corner of her eye and spilled onto the pillow.
Fuck.
I hated making promises I couldn’t keep, but something in my chest was pulling me to do just that.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I heard myself say. “And neither are you.”
She nodded and smiled sadly, a testament to what we both knew. That we could fight tooth and nail to be together and still most likely fail. This might all end badly no matter what we do.
I pushed forward and slowly sank to the hilt, erasing the sadness until there was only mind-numbing lust. And then I did it again.
Her eyes fluttered closed, so I nipped her jaw, and they immediately flew open. She gave me her gaze like I wanted, and I rewarded her by going deeper than I had before.
“Mmmmh,” she moaned like I was killing her ass.
Her legs circled my waist while the heels of her feet dug into my ass every time I pulled back, only to push in again. I swallowed the choked cries that escaped her and bit back my own curses.
Her pussy was fucking heaven.
It took all of my control to fuck her slow and easy, delivering deep and long strokes while staring into her eyes. I fucked her exactly how I’d envisioned the first day I met her.
My muscles were straining from the control it took to hold back. I didn’t want her to miss a moment or forget how good it felt to have me inside her. I wanted her to crave it—to be addicted to the idea of us.