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“Get in.” He orders and I squish myself in the car next to him, which isn’t easy. My back seat isn’t big and Atlas by himself takes up a lot of room with his massive body. I untuck my dress from beneath me and before I can ask why we are back here, his mouth consumes mine. I feel his hand grip my jaw as I moan into his mouth. “Fuckkk.” He growls before coaxing my tongue out of my mouth and into his. I whimper against him before gasping and breaking the kiss when I feel his hand slipping up my thigh.
“Oh,” I laugh nervously. “A-Atlas! It’s broad daylight and there is no room.”
“You really think daylight is going to stop me? And there is plenty of room. You hop on, face the front and let me make you feel good.” He flicks his tongue over my earlobe as I feel his hand slipping to my panties. I almost wore boy shorts, but something told me not to and as he slips the crotch of the garment to one side before plunging a digit inside me, I thank the universe for deciding against the boy shorts.
“Fuck, Ren,” He growls as he bites on my shoulder. “Pretty girl, you’re so wet and tight. You want this as bad as I do, don’t you?” He curls his fingers inside me and I let out a sharp cry.
“Y-yes!” I shudder as he slips another finger inside me.
“Good, now get on my dick.” He orders as he unzips his jeans. He leans back against the seat and pulls his fully erect cock free. I look around and don’t see anyone, so, with some twisting, I situate myself, facing forward, on Atlas’ lap. I feel him move my ass as he slides the head of his thick cock to my entrance and I shiver while he grips my hips and slides me down to fully sheath him.
“God fucking damn it,” He hisses and I see in the rearview mirror his head rolling back in pleasure. After he gathershimself, Atlas pulls me up slightly before thrusting–hard–up into me. I cry out in both pain and pleasure as he thrusts again, and again, and again.
Leaning forward, I rest my head on the back of the driver’s seat as I scream his name over and over as if it were a prayer that I am singing to the heavens. Atlas reaches around and I feel him slide his hand over my stomach and when his expert fingers find their way to my clit I sink my teeth into the leather backrest.
“Oh no you don’t,” he pants as he pulls me back against his burning chest. “You let me hear those pretty screams while I fuck your perfect pussy. Are you going to soak me like the other night, princess?” His hot breath on my ear sends shivers all over my body and I lull my head back as I feel the pressure building.
“I think… ah… oh shit…” I cry out as he pulls back and I feel the rush of fluid leave my body, something that I had no idea I could do until the other night, and now I cannot seem to stop, at least not with him. Thankfully, he seems to enjoy it.
“Fuck, that’s my girl.” He praises as he shoves back into me and I cry out as I begin bouncing on his cock, chasing my release. “Oh god Ren,” he growls and I feel him dig his hand into my hip while his other presses on my clit.
My walls tighten around his cock as I feel his hot come shoot inside me. “There…” I cry out as I feel the explosion inside me. “There.. there… fuck… Atlas!” I scream as I frantically bounce, milking him as I come on him.
I can’t move, my body is ruined in this moment and I know that we have to. I’m terrified to know what kind of mess I’ve created, or how on earth I’m gettingthatfluid out of my upholstery.
“I need you again.” He growls and I laugh.
“Well, it’s going to have to wait, we have to leave here. What is with us and cars?” Atlas chuckles as he bites my neck.
“Ren,” He whispers in my ear. His tone sends nervous butterflies fluttering in my stomach. “I wanted to talk to you about–”
His phone rings and I once again am thanking the universe because if he is wanting to talk about us, that is something I am not ready for.
Chapter 20
Atlas
“Idon’t know, man,” Fox says, his voice full of apprehension. Even still, he continues to lay the stencil over the top of my hand. He cocks his head from one side to the other before cursing under his breath and wiping the stencil off my hand before placing it in a different area. “Obviously I will do it, but I feel like you should probably talk to her first.” My only response to him is a shrug of my shoulders. He decides the spot is correct and reaches over to grab his glasses.
“If I ask her, she’ll tell me no.” Fox chuckles and shakes his head as he starts setting his machine. Derek walks over and looks at the outline on my hand.
“Color or black and grey?” He asks, while taking a sip of his drink.
“I was thinking color since my sleeve is black and grey, it’ll make it pop.” I state, and Derek nods his approval. Fox starts the first line and I hear the back door open.
“Hey fuckers,” Ash states, walking in with his sister. “Coffee is here.”
“Hey Indy.” I say, followed by Fox. Indy beams brightly at us and waves with both her hands before grabbing two coffees and sitting them next to us. She grabs another coffee and walks over to Derek’s station.
“Hi! I’m Indy! Here is your coffee!” She beams as she holds the coffee up to Derek, who looks startled as he fumbles with his phone before clumsily grabbing his coffee that splashes onto his hand.
“Fuck,” He hisses and Indy giggles lightly as she takes the coffee back and sets it on his station.
“Nice introduction.” She laughs as Derek blushes.
“Dude,” I whisper to Fox and Ash. “Virginia is blushing.” Ash snaps his gaze up and his lip curls.
“Indiana.” He barks out, causing Indy to jump before waving bye to Derek. She comes up to Ash and scowls at him.
