Chapter 33
CHAPTER 33
ATLAS
I do.
I nearly groan at the sound of those sweet words coming out of Nora’s even sweeter mouth.
Swear to God, one day—and hopefully soon—she’ll say those exact words to me with my ring on her finger.
“Did you hear me?” Nora pops up onto her toes and presses her lips to mine.
“I said I do…”
“You do what?” I ask, grinning down at Nora.
Goddamn, she’s beautiful .
“I do want this to go farther,” she whispers, her soft voice going straight to my dick.
“How far?” I demand, stepping into her space and dragging my hand over her stomach, loving the curve of it and how it fills my palm.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she places her small hands on my stomach, causing my ab muscles to contract, before sliding them up to my chest, pressing one hand directly over my heart.
“I…” Her words dry up as doubt clouds her features.
“Um…”
But I just wait her out, knowing she’s got this.
My girl is strong as fuck, and has come so far in such a small amount of time.
My patience pays off when she speaks.
“I want you to make love to me.” She hurls the words out and immediately lowers her eyes.
Well, she tries to anyway, but I’m not having any of that.
“Hey,” I murmur, catching her chin between my thumb and index finger, gently bringing her focus back to me.
“You know I love you, right?”
Her response is immediate.
“Yes.”
“Good.” I lean down and capture her lips in a soft kiss.
“And you know I only want to bring you pleasure, right?”
Another immediate yes.
“You’re completely in control here. The minute you want things to stop, all you have to do is say the word, and they stop. You know that, right?”
She starts to nod, but then adds a verbal yes.
“Good.” I press another kiss to her full lips.
“Now get your sweet ass on the bed and spread those legs for me.”
Nora releases a shuddering breath before turning and crawling into the bed.
I watch with rapt attention as she settles herself smack dab in the middle.
Her thighs glisten in the morning light with her arousal, and it takes my all not to pounce on her and bury my face between her legs all over again.
Instead, I fist my cock, giving it a slow tug as I look her up and down.
She’s exquisite. Fucking perfection.
And by some twist of fate, all mine.
A part of me expects her to shy away from my stare, but my girl’s feeling bold and instead slides one hand up to cup her breast while moving the other between her legs.
The whole fucking house could collapse around us and I still wouldn’t be able to wrench my focus away from her, from the way she’s teasing her slit with her index finger.
She plucks at her pebbled nipple and dips the tip of her finger into her dripping core.
A growl builds low in my throat at the erotic sight before me.
My entire body’s burning up as I watch the show Nora’s putting on for me.
A soft whimper falls from her lips as she writhes on the bed before me.
“Atlas,” she moans. “I need you.”
“I know exactly what you need, Pip.” I stroke myself twice more before joining her on the bed.
“And you better believe I'm gonna give it to you.”
“You’re sure you’re not too sore?” I ask, situating myself between her legs.
Nora huffs out a laugh. “Positive.” She arches up off the bed and tunnels her fingers into my hair, pulling my face down to hers.
Our lips meet, and she sighs. “Now please make love to me?” she begs, our lips brushing with every word.
“Fuck, Nora.” I lick into her mouth, our tongues tangling as I reach between us, lining my cock up with her entrance.
We both tense as I push into her. Fucking fuck. She feels like heaven as she clenches around my cock. Don’t blow before you even get started.
“You feel so damn good, you know that?” I pepper kisses along her jawline, giving both her and me time to adjust.
Sweat gathers along my hairline as I gaze down at her. What in the hell have I ever done in my life to deserve the love of this woman? “You know why that is—why you feel like heaven?” I ask, my arms shaking as I force myself to remain still.
She shakes her head, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Because.” I drag my teeth over my lower lip as I cradle her cheek with one hand. “You were made for me, Pip.”
Her eyes fill with tears, and I curse myself for making things too intense. Dammit. “Hey, no, don’t cry,” I plead. “It’s okay, we can stop, Nora. Just breathe.”
I shift my hips back, trying to give her some space, but Nora locks her legs around my waist, holding me in place.
“No, wait!” She sniffles and shoots me a watery smile. “These are the good kind of tears. Happy ones.”
I arch my brow.
“I promise I want this,” she whispers, twining her arms around my neck. “I promise I want you. I love you.”
“I love you, too, so goddamn much.” I sink fully back into her, and I swear, my soul leaves my body with how tight and hot she is around me. But, still, I have to know… “You’re sure you want this?”
“So much.” She drags her fingers through my hair. “Now, move, please?”
It might just be me, but I swear my girl sounds a little frustrated—and I can’t even lie—I love it.
Smirking, I inch back ever so slightly before snapping my hips forward, fucking into her with shallow thrusts.
“Atlas,” she whines my name.
“Feels so good. Gotta go slow, Pip. Your pussy’s wrapped around me like a vise grip.”
“Is that a bad thing?” She trails her fingers from my nape and over my shoulders.
“Fuck no. Just don’t wanna come before I get you off.”
Despite the crimson glow infusing her cheeks, Nora licks her lips and gives voice to what she needs— what we need . “I’m so close. I… faster, p-please?”
Every molecule of my being wants to pound into her, but I hold back. She already admitted to being sore, and the last thing I want is to hurt her. Fuck. Talk about a rock and a hard place.
“I’m new to all of this, but I know my body, Atlas.”
“I know you do, Pip,” I reply through gritted teeth.
Nora pulls my face down to hers. “Then trust me to know what I need.” She seals her lips to mine, darting her tongue into my mouth for a taste.
And that’s all it takes for my control to snap.
Each thrust, every creak of the bedframe, spurs my need, giving fuel to the inferno burning between us. God, this fucking woman…
“Atlas, I—I’m almost there.”
Covering her hand with mine, I guide it between her legs. “Touch yourself, Pip. Help me get you there.”
She hesitates for only a moment before following my command.
I push myself up, bracing my hands on either side of her head, my eyes zeroed in on her as she begins to circle her clit with her middle finger.
“Fuck!” I spit the word as we both watch where our bodies merge together.
“Oh, God, Atlas, I’m—” And just like that, she shoots off like a rocket, clenching around me, engulfing my cock with white-hot pleasure.
“Ah, Pip.” I thrust into her heat a few more times, my gaze bouncing from where we’re joined to her pretty hazel eyes as I come.
Nora melts into the mattress, gasping for breath as I pull out of her. “That was…”
“Amazing,” I finish for her. “You’re amazing. How do you feel?”
She smiles up at me, trailing her fingertips over my jawline. “Like this is too good to be true. I’ve never felt better, more loved or cherished, than I do in your arms.” She swallows hard. “I love you, so much.”
“I love you, too, Pip.” I roll off of her, my body already mourning the loss of hers. But this nursery won’t set itself up, and the jellybean will be here sooner rather than later. “Ready to shop?”
She laughs. “I’m pretty sure I need another shower after that. And food.”
DIARY ENTRY, PRESENT DAY
Dear Diary,
In true Atlas fashion, he went all-out on the nursery. And in true Ellis fashion, he insisted on tagging along. For muscle, he said. As if Atlas doesn’t have enough. Then again, I have none, so I’m certainly not complaining.
We hit up the hardware store and got paint—the prettiest shade of pale, barely there blue. Then we grabbed lumber so Atlas could build a crib and shelves to store all of the so-called essentials. He’s. Building. Them. Like, by hand.
I even let him talk me into going online and registering for things. At this point, I’m treating it as more of a personal shopping list, because let’s be real, other than Atlas and Ellis, who’s going to buy anything from it?
Speaking of buying things, Ellis mentioned he’s on foot patrol at the Lake Fortune Fall Festival tomorrow until two and said we should meet up with him there after to do a little more shopping. I think they like shopping more than I do. One too many episodes of Gossip Girl, if you ask me.
Either way, I’m ridiculously excited to go. Dad and I used to go every year up until he died. Five years may not seem like that long, but it feels like a lifetime.
Anyway, that’s all for now.
Stupidly happy, Nora