Page 75 of The Oath We Take

Atom shakes his head. “Not your fault. And not saying it for sympathy. But you need to know there was nothing on earth, in heaven, or in hell that could have stopped me from getting to you.”

I kiss his shoulder. “I needed to hear that.”

“I think I’m starting to understand you a little better, sweetheart. Beneath all that outer confidence, the bar owner, the strong woman, you’re uncertain. Unsure. Low on true confidence. Gonna make it my job to help you find it. I’m gonna be your strength so you don’t have to have all the answers. You’re gonna feel so secure in us, that you won’t ever have to worry yourself about this again.”

I run my fingertips over his biceps as I let the surety of his words comfort me. I nudge him back down to the picnic blanket, then lowering my head, I kiss him deeply. Our tongues meet; our breaths match.

Atom pulls me tight against his body. His cock withdraws slowly then slides back inside me. I feel almost suffocated in his grasp, but it’s comforting, like a weighted blanket, or pressure on my chest when I’m anxious.

He bends his knees and tilts his hips to increase the speed.

“I’ve got you, Em,” he mutters against my lips, sweeping my hair back from my face.

The stroke hits the most perfectly filling angle. His hand is strong over my lower back, and it feels as though I’m grinding on him, even as he moves. My already-orgasmed body comes alive.

He doesn’t change anything but the stroke speed.

I drop my head to his shoulder, close my eyes, and concentrate on the place we’re joined. It’s like he knows my body already. The pressure from the hold, the way his cock strokes my insides, the way the position stimulates my clit…

“Hudson,” I gasp.

“Yeah, I’m feeling you too, sweetheart. Can feel that quivering cunt of yours squeezing me tight. Can feel the way your body is getting excited at the idea of coming over my cock as you start to lose the edge of control.”

My pussy clenches at the words, every part of my head and my heart turned on. I’ve never been closer to another human being in my life.

Sweat forms between us, the sun heating my back.

I don’t want any of it to end. “I want it to always feel this way.”

I didn’t mean for the words to come out.

Atom lets go of me and shifts us so I’m slightly above him, his palms cupping my cheeks firmly. His eyes pierce mine, making me unable to look away.

Everything I see in them tells me he wants this as much as I do. If not more.

“Your cunt’s perfect for me, Em. Love the way you’re squeezing the life out of my cock. Love the fact your sweat’s mixed with mine on my chest. Love that we’re fucking outside. I want this, every fucking day.”

The whole time, he’s looking at me so intently, I feel like I can’t escape. He moves his hands so they’re gently holding my neck. His thumbs rub my throat in time to his thrusts.

I wonder what would happen if he squeezed. How much would he have to tighten his hands for me to faint?

As if reading my mind, he tightens them slightly. Not enough to choke me, but I’m desperately aware of how strong he is, how I have no defenses against him.

“So hungry for my cock, aren’t you Em?”

I nod, unable to speak. Everything is coalescing around the point we’re joined. I can feel it building, and I want to come so badly.

“Please, Hudson. Take it,” I say as my orgasm hovers just out of reach.

“Yeah. I’m taking it, sweetheart. It’s mine. Give it up to me.”

He presses his lips to mine but doesn’t kiss me. He breathes in when I exhale, and I take his breath in when I do the same.

It’s hugely intimate, a vastly different energy to my orgasm when it comes.

I can’t move for the hands around my neck, but my knees shake. Every part of my body ignites as though electricity is passing through it.

“Ah, Em,” Atom grunts, and his strokes change. They lose the steady beat they maintained. Now, it’s fast thrusts followed by a thrust so deep, I swear I can feel his cock right into my middle.

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