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Atlas opensthe door to the apartment, letting me walk in. I give Bruno a scratch on his soft ear before turning to face Atlas. I need to tell him. Right here, right now. Because if I don’t, I might chicken out and I can’t anymore. I can’t go one more minute with him not knowing, not understanding how much he means to me.
Atlas gives me a mournful look as he speaks. “Ren I’m sorry if I overstepped, I just couldn’t let them talk to you like –”
Just fucking say it.
“Atlas, I’m in love with you.”
Chapter 26
Atlas
I’ve died.
That’s the only reasonable explanation. I’ve died and I am in heaven.
“Atlas?” I hear the blonde angel say my name with uncertainty and it pulls me out of my shock.
“I-I’m sorry, ummm,”
“It’s okay,” she states quickly and I see the wall going up around her. “I mean you don’t have to say it back or anything, I just wanted to uh–”
I walk towards her and press my lips to hers. “Stop talking.” I mumble as I deepen the kiss for a second before pulling back. “Ren, I love you too. God, pretty girl, you have no idea how much I love you.” I kiss her again.
“Really?” She asks, pulling back, her eyes going glassy.
“Really?” I can’t help the surprised laugh. “Baby, I don’t think I could love you anymore if I tried. All I want is to be with you, be that person you turn to, that you rely on. I want to be the man that makes you believe that we will find each other again in another life. Because you make me feel like that. You make me feel like all I want to do is love you until our souls are put intoanother body, and then I want to find you and annoy the shit out of you until I get you to fall in love with me again.”
She laughs as the tears spill freely down her cheeks. “And what am I going to have to do to get you to fall in love with me?”
I let out a chuckle as I run my thumb across her wet cheek. “Oh Princess, haven’t you figured it out? I’ve always loved you, and I always will. You never have to do anything besides be you.”
I watch her bottom lip quiver and I give her a small smile right before she jumps into my arms and wraps her legs around my waist. That jump may not mean much to others, but it means everything to me. She’s comfortable, she trusts me to catch her, and fuck, I just want to tell her over and over again that I love her.
“Make love to me.” She whispers against my lips, and I am instantly moving us to the bedroom.
I lay her down on the bed and begin removing her shoes and stockings, kissing her soft, giving thighs before moving on to the skirt. She moans as I plant a kiss on the top of her mound. I slip her panties down next and move my way back up, kissing and sucking on her inner thighs. The gasps and moans are damn near enough to send me over the edge.
“Atlas…” She breathes and I feel her grip my hair.
Spreading her thighs, I smirk as I spread her lips to see her swelling clit. I fucking am obsessed with her perfect pussy. Her tight, ribbed hole, her smell, her taste, the fact that sex with her is always messy, and her perfect fucking clit that I love to watch swell and get hard the more aroused she becomes.
I take the tip of my tongue and lick her clit before sucking the nub into my mouth.
“Shit!” She hisses as I press the flat of my tongue over her and lick before sucking again. She bucks her hips against my mouth and I growl in satisfaction before doing the motion again and again. She begins to pant and I know it’s coming.
“Atlas!” She groans out as she squirts. I lap up her delicious fluids and hold it in my mouth while gripping her hips and tilting them upwards. Then I place my mouth over her hole and force my tongue and the fluids in. I lick inside her for a moment before trading my tongue for my middle and ring finger.
“That’s my girl.” I praise as I lick a trail back to her erect clit. God damn it, going down on her, watching her body arch and twist and shake. Her sighs and moans… it’s perfection. I feel her squirt again and I know she’s close, I can feel her pussy walls tightening. She begins to lift up and I splay my hand over her soft belly, pressing her back down.
Her whimpers and cries are fuel, keeping me going. It’s at this point I am mildly aware I’m grinding my cock against the mattress to try and get some relief.
“Right there…” She whines. “Right… yeah… Atlas suck… Oh fuck… Atlas!” She digs her nails into my scalp and I feel her coming around my fingers and in my hand. I let her ride out her orgasm and only stop when she tells me to. I kiss my way up her stomach, lifting her sweater over her breasts. I let out a ragged breath at the sight of her large breasts tucked into the vivid blue lace bra.
“Oh my god” I bury my face into her cleavage–licking, biting, sucking.
“Mmmm… you having fun in there?” She giggles and I pull my head up from between her breasts and give her a playful grin.
“Princess, you have no idea. Your body is absolute perfection.” She snorts and I shoot her a glare. “Why do you do that?”
