Page 18 of Claiming Atlas

I meet her gaze and nod my approval.

She smiles, then holds up a bottle of Dom. “Are you going to invite me in, or should we just fuck out here in the living room?”

I smile, considering, then look past her at Red. “What do you think, bro, you want us to give you a little show?”

Red rolls his eyes and shakes his head, then lines up for his next shot.

“Your loss.” I look back at her and raise my eyebrows. “Come in.” I step aside and watch her walk in, then close the door.

She stops at the desk and turns around, then leans her butt against it and stares at me while she opens the champagne. “Is that a rocket in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?”

The champagne cork flies out with a loudpop, and as the bubbles start to spill over, she brings the bottle to her lips.

I unwrap my towel and let it fall to the floor.

Her eyes widen and she lowers the bottle to focus on my dick. When she licks her lips, I smile in amusement. “Ready for lift off when you are.”

She giggles, then steps toward me, never taking her gaze off my cock. When she’s just a foot away, she extends her arm, offering me the bottle. I bring it to my lips, then watch her kneel before me as I take a long swig of champagne.

“Permission to come aboard, sir?” she asks, her voice playful but her eyes hungry as fuck. Oh yeah, she’s good.

“Permission granted.”

I take another long pull of the champagne and she takes a long pull of my dick. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head back as she slides her lush lips around me and takes my full length. When she gags, I freeze, waiting to see if she’ll ease up like they usually do. Instead, she pushes past the gag reflex and takes me deeper. When the tip of my dick hits the back of her throat, she moans, and I grip her head with my free hand.

Looking down at her, I hold her gaze while I guide her mouth up and down my cock.

When my dick throbs from fullness and my leg starts to twitch, I pull her head back. She licks at the tip of my dick, then sucks the pre-cum from the tip as she looks up at me.

“Bed. Now.”

She grins and rises quickly, then turns toward the bed.

I focus on her ass and the way it sways in that dress. “Wait.”

She pauses.

Good girl.“Strip for me on your way. Slowly.”

She looks over her shoulder at me and smiles, then starts slowly lifting her sweater dress over her head. It’s rare that a chick I hook up with has skin untouched by tattoos—sometimes tattoos of my name or face, which is unsettling as fuck—and I kinda dig it. So smooth and ready to be marked.

By me.

“Wait.”

She stops again, so obedient.

I close the distance between us and run my hand down her spine. Her skin is soft and cool to the touch, twitching beneath my fingertips. “Fucking beautiful,” I whisper. I lean forward, bringing my lips to her shoulder, then inhale deeply as I tease her skin with my teeth.

She sucks in a breath.

I run my hand down to her ass crack, then place the bottle on a side table and use both hands to trace the fullness of her cheeks. I squat, bringing my face level with her ass. “I’m going to fuck you now. While looking at this perfect ass.” I smack it gently on one side then again on the other, then stand and press my dick between the crease of her cheeks. “Go climb on the bed on all fours.”

She does as she’s told, and I follow behind her, stopping only briefly to grab a condom off the top of the nightstand.

Positioning myself behind her, I lean against the bed. “Spread your legs.” I open the package and slide the rubber down as she spreads her legs further. “Reach back and spread your cheeks.”

She does so, exposing her puckered little asshole. I climb up onto the bed and press my thumb against it, then slide my other fingers over her wet lips, teasing her clit until she starts to wiggle and her breathing increases.

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