Page 65 of Atonement

I giggled as he kissed me again, lifting me into his arms. The world spun a little but he held me steady as he carried me through the house, only to trip on the top stair and send us both falling to the ground.

“Oww,” I groaned, holding my chest, but Meyer couldn’t stop giggling.

“S-sorry.” He laughed again and rolled to the side, giving me room to breathe. “Maybe I’m drunker than I thought.”

“Well, then, no hanky panky. I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you.”

He laughed again, but somehow got to his feet and offered me a hand. “One, never call it hanky panky again. Two, you’d better believe we’re getting it on tonight. I didn’t rent all those heaters for nothing.”

He kissed me again as we stumbled to the bedroom, falling onto the bed with our shoes still on. He made quick work of our clothes, however, only falling over once as he pulled off his pants.

“I’m stuck,” I complained, arms pinned over my head, tangled in my shirt. He laughed and helped me, then fell over me to kiss my chest.

“Stuck with me!”

“Please no more word play.” My laugher faded to a sigh as he kissed his way between my breasts and down my stomach until he bit my underwear. “Just … no, not even foreplay. Get to it.”

“Now now.” He bit my underwear and tried to pull them off with his teeth, then got tired halfway through and switched to using his hands. I laughed and rolled to my side, but he slid next to me and put my hand on his dick. “I remember you promising to go down on me earlier.”

I smiled and bit my lip, head against his chest in the dark, as I began to stroke him. The way he grew beneath my hand as I touched him was addicting, how responsive he was to my touches even after so much wine. “I made no such promise.”

“Well, I’m going to hold you to it anyway.”

I ran my thumb across the tip of his cock, and he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Fuck, your hand is amazing.”

“Maybe you don’t need my mouth after all.”

“Bitch, don’t tease me.” He grabbed a handful of my hair and raised my head to his, kissing me softly. “Well, maybe tease me a little.”

I shifted out of his grip and rose onto my knees, keeping his stiff cock in one hand as I placed the other on his chest.

“And what am I going to get for all this hard work?”

“Uhhh…” He licked his lips and shifted beneath my hands, eyelids fluttering. “You get me to come with your mouth and I’ll eat you out for the rest of the night.”

“Hmm.” I bent over and replaced my thumb with my tongue, licking away the precum gathered on his tip. “And what if I want this inside me?”

“Oh God. You can have that too.”

I moved my hand down and let my tongue swirl around him, dipping lower and letting my lips just touch. His hand landed in my hair again, and I had to fight back against the pressure forcing me down.

“Quit that,” I said around a mouthful of dick, and he groaned.

“No way. You sound so fucking sexy with my cock between your lips.”

I relented, allowing him to push me further onto him, and I began to suck the minute my wet lips closed around his length. He squeezed my hair harder as I began to move my hand in time with the bobbing of my head, making sure every inch of him received attention.

“That’s right.” His voice was a sigh. “God, that feels good.” He released my hair and moved his hand down my back and around my ass, reaching between my legs and running his fingers up my slit. My moan matched his as he began to rub my clit, and I found myself unable to focus on him.

“Oh, dear.” His voice snapped me out of my coma, and I forced myself to start sucking him again. “Are you unable to concentrate on two things at once?”

“Mmmm.” I leaned back into his fingers while I tried to remember to keep moving on Meyer.

“We need to fix that.” He began to rub faster, and I lost all my ability to focus on him. “That’s okay, baby. Keep your mouth on me while I touch you.”

I did just that, trying to squeeze my hand every few moments until he slid a finger inside me. Then I couldn’t focus at all.

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