Page 14 of October's Ride with Atlas

“I realized my dad isn’t who I had built up in my head. Also, in the short amount of time I’ve spent with you, even though you kidnapped me, you have treated me better than he has. That was a lot to come to terms with,” she says, leaning in to kiss me again.

I’m torn. Do I want to continue kissing her or keep her talking? I want to know everything going on in her pretty head.

“I wouldn’t hurt a hair on your head,” I whisper against her lips. Then I glide my lips down, kissing her neck, inhaling her unique scent. She smells like vanilla and it’s been tempting me for days now.

“I think I’ve always known that I’m safe with you from day one. But I felt like I had to try to escape to get back to my dad, not that I really want to,” she whispers.

Locking my eyes with hers, I say, “You don’t ever have to go back. You have a spot here at my side for as long as you want it.

The smile that lights up her face has my heart skipping a beat. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful and perfect. I am lost in it until she grinds her hips against my cock. I groan and toss my head back, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Princess, you don’t know what you are doing to me,” I plead with her.

I don’t expect her to whisper into my ear, but she does. “I know exactly what I’m doing. I’ve never been so turned on.”

I swear I almost come in my pants.

“Not like this, not while we are hiding away,” I say, knowing she deserves so much better. Rose petals and a beach-front cabin to start with.

“Now is perfect, Atlas. I want this. Just like this.” She begins dry humping me right there on the couch.

“Fuck,” I whisper, knowing I’ve lost this fight, at least until I hear the next thing out of her mouth.

“I want my first time to be with you,” she says.

I freeze. Why didn’t it cross my mind that she was a virgin? It should have, with her being locked away and hidden.

Grabbing her ass, I hold her to me as I stand. She lets out a squeal of laughter and locks her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck as I carry her to the bedroom. Now I know I deserve her even less, but there is no chance I’m going to let someone else take what is mine. She is mine, her cherry is mine.

“Last chance to walk away, Princess. Once your virgin blood is covering my cock you are mine, and I won’t be letting you go. Not ever,” I tell her, knowing it will hurt like hell if she wants to go, but I’d do it if it’s what she wanted.

“Do you promise?” she whispers in my ear as we enter the bedroom.

She wants someone to want her, but she has no idea how badly I’ve wanted her from the moment I saw her photo.

“I swear it, Princess,” I tell her as I lay her on the bed.

Making quick work of removing her clothes, I am enjoying my first look at her body in just her bra and underwear. I’m not disappointed. She has a great rack and curves, perfect for me.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I say, meaning every word.

A slight flush covers her cheeks. On her, it’s so damn sexy.

“Well, I think it’s my turn to see you,” she whispers.

I don’t think I’ve ever removed my clothes this fast before.

“Oh wow,” she says as she sits up and reaches for my chest. When her soft fingers trace my tattoos, I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of her hands on my skin.

“Will you tell me about them?” she asks.

“Later, Princess. Right now, I’m barely keeping it together,” I say honestly.

Getting out of bed, I remove my pants and boxer briefs and stand in front of her completely naked.

Her eyes land on my cock as I give it a few strokes, and her eyes go big.

“Oh wow,” she says.

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