Page 44 of Claiming Atlas

Fuck yeah.I make the sound again and desire flashes in her eyes.

“Come here,” I command.

She brings her mouth to mine and kisses me, then starts to moan and arches back, and I don’t think I can take much more, but I don’t want to finish first. I reach up and grab her tits, massaging them and teasing her nipples as she bounces up and down on my dick.

She bends forward, bringing her mouth to mine again in a frantic kiss, like she needs my mouth as badly as I need hers, and as her hair falls down around me, and her pussy starts to clench around my cock, her mouth freezes on a silent moan as pleasure grips her body. When her eyes start to close, I reach behind her neck, pull her to me, and plunge my tongue into her mouth while I empty my hose into her tight little pussy.

She relaxes in a heap on top of me, her nose in my neck, and my dick still twitching inside of her. We both pant to catch our breaths, and I pull her hair to one side so it doesn’t suffocate me. She smells like coconut and... Irish Spring soap. It’s a strange combination, and I’ve never met anyone but one of our roadies who uses that soap, but I press my nose further into her throat and inhale deeply.

She lifts her head and looks down at me. “Did you just... sniff me?”

I smile. “Guilty.”

She moves to sit up, and my dick twitches.

Her eyebrows slowly creep up her head. “Again?”

I shrug. “I’m in the prime of my sexual life?”

Her burst of laughter makes her pussy clench around me. Yes, definitely again.

I grip her hips, then slowly move my cock around.

“Mmm,” she murmurs, closing her eyes to appreciate the way I feel inside her. Suddenly, her cheeks flush and she meets my gaze. “I don’t even know who I am right now.”

I don’t even care who she is right now. I tighten my grip on her hips, then pump her full of my cock until she closes her eyes again. I sit up, gripping her shoulders, then nibble on her neck. She opens her eyes and holds me there, locked in her gaze, her arms, her pussy, and something inside me says I should run, hard and fast in the other direction.

I give my head a quick shake—because what the fuck was that?—then lay her flat on her back and position myself above her. I slide my dick back in and thrust until all thoughts of running or staying or anything other thanfuckingleave my brain.

Because tonight, fucking is all that matters.

Chapter Nineteen

Kayla

Something in his eyes changed.

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