Page 58 of Atlas Uncharted

I lowered my voice even more so only he and I could hear. “You can fuck them... I’ll taste you while you do it..”

A frown took over his face as a groan slipped from his mouth.

“Don’t be mad. You can touch them if you want—right now,” I teased, biting my lip. I let my hand drift, brushing lightly against his skin.

Suddenly, Atlas stood up. “Time to call it a night. You’re officially drunk,” he said, his voice thick.

Lu and Ebony laughed, enjoying the chaos I was creating. He helped me out of the pool and then fixed my top. “That was mean, Kairi. Remember this moment,” he said, warning me. He gave me one last look before going to help Ebony and Lu out.

He avoided my gaze as we walked. I watched him, taking everything in—his hands were steady, but his breathing wasn’t. He was on the verge of snapping, and I wondered what he’d do if I pushed just a little more. Honestly, I was horny.

In the elevator, a neo-soul instrumental played. I swayed slowly, letting my hips roll in time, my movements deliberate and teasing. I caught Atlas’s eyes in the mirrored panels. He was holding his breath.

I wished I’d been this brave in college.

Lu’s voice rang out, sharp and amused. “Yes, Kairi! Work it, girl!”

I tilted my head back, running my hands over my wet hair, feeling the tension crackle in the air. Atlas’s jaw clenched tight, his eyes trailing down my body. I kept my gaze on him. His fists stayed rigid at his sides, his breath uneven. He looked ready to either grab me or run.

Ebony laughed, nudging him playfully. “Come on, Atlas. Don’t let her fuck with you.”

He stayed silent.

The elevator dinged, and I straightened like everything was normal.

When the doors opened, Lu and Ebony stumbled out, still giggling. Atlas lingered, holding the door for them, but I stayed put, turning to face him.

“I want to sleep in your bed,” I said, words slurring a bit. I felt dizzy, but my adrenaline was on a hundred.

His eyes flashed with something dangerous. “No, Kairi.”

“Please,” I said, making my voice as sweet as I could, knowing full well what I was doing. “We do it every night at home…”

I could see the battle in his eyes, the way he tried to stay composed, to be better. But my words broke him just enough.

“Fine,” he said, his voice rough, the defeat almost palpable. “You better behave.”

“I will, Daddy. Or… you can spank me.”

“Kairi,” he said, sharper.

I laughed and grabbed his hand as we headed toward his room, trailing behind Ebony and Lu.

Chapter 42

Atlas

My self-control was unraveling by the second. Kairi was relentless tonight, pushing every button I had, knowing exactly what she was doing. It wasn’t just physical—she was playing with my head too, and she knew it.

As I helped her to the room, she kept stumbling against me, rubbing her hand all over my bare chest. She was driving me to madness. I managed to keep my voice steady, though I felt like howling at the moon. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“No, too sleepy,” she whined.

I led her to the bed, trying to focus on the task at hand. But when she stripped down in front of me, every ounce of control I had left almost shattered. She posed, her hands above her head. She looked so soft and fuckable, her wet hair clinging to her skin, eyes filled with desire, her breasts heavy. It was all too much.

“Why are you holding back?” she asked, stepping closer, her voice soft and dangerous.

Because if I touched her now, there would be no stopping—no going back. “Because this isn’t how I want it to happen,” I said, my voice rough.

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