Page 21 of Saving You Losing Me

“What else do I need?” My eyes are damp with grateful tears and I say with a genuine smile. “I have all of those. I’ve had them my entire life, but what you are offering is way more valuable—to me, anyway.”

His eyes flash as he wraps his hand around my head and pulls me close, our lips connecting as his tongue twists with mine. Excitement stirs deep inside me as I sense everythingchanging. I’m an adult now with a purpose. Once college is done, I have a home with Atom. I know it’s early days, but I’m more certain of that than anything.

“Can we go to your house?” I pull back and whisper my request against his lips, and he tightens his hold.

“Are you sure about that?”

“I can’t think of anything else and I don’t want to wait any longer. Let’s not waste a minute of our time together.”

He nods, a lustful gleam in his eye, causing me to shiver with expectation, and as he starts the engine, I resume my position behind him.

It doesn’t take longand for the entire journey, my nerves threaten to unravel me. This is really happening. I will finally learn what makes a girl into a woman.

We pull up outside his home and he helps me from the bike with a haste that I share. My heart is beating so fast I wonder if that’s normal and as we spill into his hallway, he locks the door behind us.

I’m nervous but not afraid and without another word, he reaches for me with an urgency I share.

His kisses are more passionate and I return them with equal desire. I want him so badly and waste no time in pushing his jacket from his shoulders in a desperate need to be closer to him.

He does the same and soon we are tearing our clothes off in haste, which shocks me a little. Who am I? I’m not sure anymore because I have never been so bold.

He stands before me shirtless, his strong powerful chest inked with the strokes of a masterpiece. I actually groan as Ipress light kisses onto the work of art that stands before me, desperate to inhale the musky scent of a man.My man.

My lips press lower and I note the huge bulge in his jeans and, pulling away, say breathlessly, “Your bedroom.”

He grasps my hand and pulls me along with him and as we crash through the door, I barely have time to register the bed as he pushes me back against the mattress and returns the favor, lifting my t-shirt and pressing soft kisses on my heated skin.

I am delirious with need as he kisses my skin with a reverence that doesn’t escape me and groans his appreciation. “You taste so good, sweetheart.”

He pulls back and his eyes flash as his hand moves to my waistband and the unspoken question between us drags a shy nod from me. As he removes my jeans, I tremble inside because I have never been naked with a man before. He leaves my panties in place and yet as soon as the jeans hit the floor, he presses soft kisses on the inside of my thighs, causing delicious flutters to move through my body.

It’s as if I have come alive as his rough stubble grazes my soft skin and he proceeds to kiss every single inch of my body, showing his appreciation with soft groans as if this is the finest meal he has ever had.

But it’s not enough. I want the whole of him and when he pushes my panties aside, I gasp when his tongue replaces his lips and he licks my clit, causing me to cry out, “Fuck!”

His low chuckle against my sex causes me to giggle softly and yet as he continues to bite down gently, my legs couldn’t be further apart if I tried. I am shamelessly loving every second of this, and yet it’s still not enough.

“Atom.” My words drift toward him like tortured darts. “Please–”

“What, darlin’?”

His low throaty drawl unravels me as much as his dirty kisses.

“Come here.”

He moves up my body and I grasp his face, pulling him down and kissing him with a passion that surprises me. I allow my other hand to drift lower and whisper, “You’re still dressed. Deal with that.”

His low chuckle causes me to smile, and he makes short work of his jeans, tossing them to the ground to meet mine.

Then he kisses me hard, his hand moving to my clit and as he pushes down on it, I moan into his demanding mouth. So many sensations are flooding through me, ones I never knew existed before and from somewhere I gain courage and reach lower, my fingers wrapping around his rigid shaft, loving how it sits in my hand.

“Fuck, baby.” His tortured moan is exactly what I needed to hear and my pussy is actually throbbing with a need to experience how he feels inside me.

“Protection?” I gasp and he fumbles on the nightstand, tearing the condom packet apart with his teeth and then hesitates, staring into my eyes with concern, “Are you?–”

“Fuck, Atom. Do you want me to sign something?” I am so on edge and desperate, almost crazy right now, and he nods, his eyes sparkling as he wraps his dick and pushes the head against my swollen pussy.

“I heard it hurts.”

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