[Atlas' POV]
"Turn around," I command, positioning myself at the end of the bed and wait until Francine does as I said. Once she is in place, she fixes her large brown eyes on me and waits for further instruction like the obedient little slut she was. "Be a good girl and open your mouth for me, baby."
Slowly, she lets a smile spread across her face as her lips begin to part and then open until her mouth is shaped as an O that my dick will fit perfectly through.
"That's a good girl," I growl, shoving it deep into her throat before beginning to move. "Fuck," I hiss as she glides her tongue around me, working it up and then down my shaft again and again. "That's it. You know exactly what I like."
"Yes," she garbles around it.
Smirking, I begin to pick up pace, moving my dick faster and faster and shoving it deeper and deeper into her throat until delicious gagging noises start to erupt around me.
Soon, drool begins to drip out of the edges of her lips as she happily lets me do whatever the fuck I want with her.
This was the type of woman I wanted. Francine was the perfect partner. She listened well, abided by my whims in the bedroom, and looked perfect on my arm at social events; why in the world would I have even considered Avery for even a second?
However, as Avery's sultry eyes, pouting lips, and curvy body appear in my mind, I jerk in shock as her face begins to morph with Francine's until I'm staring at her and not Francine. Seeing her like that drove me crazy, and before I knew it, I was jerking and shoving my dick deep down her throat so I could empty my load.
Groaning, Francine begins to greedily lap up every drop like the good little slut she was before I pull out and make my way to the side of the bed so that I can pull out a condom and a pair of cuffs.
"Do it for me, baby," I order, passing the condom to Francine.
Smiling slowly, she takes it and then grabs one edge with her teeth and pulls, ripping it open.
Once she has it out, she slowly works it down my shaft, taking the opportunity to let her fingers tease me so that once it's on, I'm ready to attack.
"Lay down for me, baby," I growl, climbing onto the bed so that I can cuff Francine to the bedframe.
Whimpers of anticipation begin to escape her as I let my hand slide down to her exposed breast and squeeze.
"Ah! Atlas!" Francine moans as I pull.
"You like that?" I murmur, releasing her breast and grabbing the other. "Use your words, baby."
"I love anything you do to me," Francine moans.
Smirking, I continue to work my way down her body until my fingers are slipping between her soaked slit, running the length of her clit, and then diving into her soaked pussy.
"Oh fuck," she moans as I begin to move my fingers in her while my thumb rubs her clit. "Mmmm, Atlas, your fingers are amazing, faster, finger fuck me faster."
Despite her pleasure, I continue to move my fingers slowly, taunting and teasing her, making her moans turn into sweet screams of agonizing bliss before finally picking up the pace while taking an erect nipple into my mouth so that I can lick and bite it, driving her even more crazy until she's squirting around my fingers.
"You've made a mess, baby," I murmur, pulling my fingers free so I can show them to her. "Be a good girl and clean these for me."
Immediately, Francine obediently opens her mouth and waits for me to shove my fingers into it so that her tongue can begin twisting around my fingers, cleaning each and every one until there isn't a single drop of her juice left.
"Good girl," I murmur, positioning myself between her legs.
Once I'm in place, I wrap my arms around her thighs and lift so that my dick shoves deep into her soaked pussy that is still twitching from her orgasm.
"Fuck, you feel good squeezing me like that," I groan, beginning to move in her. "But I want you to squeeze me more."
Leaning forward, I wrap a hand around Francine's throat and squeeze the sides just enough to not be uncomfortable.
A moan of pleasure escapes her lips from my asserting my dominance over her, and I feel another rush of juices sloshing around my dick while I continue to fuck her.
"Atlas! Oh God Atlas!" Francine screams as my thrusts grow stronger and faster. "That's it; fuck me harder! Harder!"
Soon all remaining thoughts of the seductress named Avery disappear as the woman screaming beneath me becomes my only priority.
"Scream louder for me, baby," I growl, leaning forward and spreading her legs wider. "Tell me who makes you feel this good."
"You!" Francine whimpers, arching her back. "Atlas Jennings makes this little slut feel so good!"
"And who does this pussy belong to?" I hiss, feeling her growing closer to another orgasm. "Tell me!"
"You!" She pants, quivering beneath me. "This pussy belongs to Atlas Jennings!"
"Good girl," I murmur, slamming hard into her so that she crashes into another powerful orgasm.
As she screams in pleasure, I pull out and uncuff her so that I can flip her over and take her from behind.
"Ah! Atlas! Yes!" She wails as I begin to fuck her hard and fast while slowly moving her butt plug around in her ass. "Fuck! Yes! Oh God, yes!"
"Louder!" I command, lifting a hand and then connecting it with her ass. "Scream louder for me."
"ATLAS! ATLAS! ATLAS!"
Fuck, that was good. Hearing her scream my name like that turned me on so fucking much.
"Harder, Atlas!" She pants. "Fuck me harder!"
Nodding, I lean forward, pushing her face down into the pillow while I continue to fuck her hard and fast until I finally feel it building in me, but this still wasn't quite enough.
Growling in frustration, I close my eyes and let her pure, innocent face appear in my mind.
Fuck, I wanted to see what that face looked like flushed with pleasure, with those eyes sparkling with ecstasy, and that mouth—dammit, I wanted to know what those lips felt like wrapped around my dick.
Avery King had awakened something in me with her unintentional taunting with those tiny outfits for nine fucking years and her attempt at seducing me this evening, and now I wanted to ruin her.
Even if I tried to convince myself I wouldn’t bother, here I was still thinking of her while with another woman, and the only way to handle this problem was to make the fantasy a reality so that I could move on.
With this thought in mind, I let out a curse as I finally cum while Francine's walls milked every last fucking drop.
[Avery’s POV]"Congratulations, Mrs. Jennings!” My doctor beamed, handing me a long sheet of ultrasound pictures. “You’re pregnant!”Nodding, I took in the tadpole-looking creature in the pictures that I had been handed. Although I expected that this was what was wrong with me when the nausea and dizziness started, it was still amazing to see.Atlas and I had been back together for two years, and despite our best attempts, we hadn’t managed to get pregnant. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, here I was, pregnant.“Thank you,” I beam, hopping off the examination table.“Of course, be sure to give this to whatever pharmacy you use.”Smiling, I take the prescription for a prenatal from him and then head out. After dropping off the prescription, I head to the store to buy a few things before heading home.When I arrive, Atlas and Aiden still haven’t arrived, giving me the perfect opportunity to set up my surprise for them. By the time I’m finished, both appear, and before I can even
[Atlas’ POV]The feeling of an empty space beside me jolts me awake as irrational thoughts begin to overcome me, each worse than the other. Since a week before mine and Avery’s wedding, nightmares of her disappearing on me again began to haunt me, and even now that we were married and even on our honeymoon, the fear that she would just vanish forever still left me in a panic.As I take in the large empty room around me, the fear continues to grow until it is damn near suffocating and I feel like I’m going to throw up.Jumping up, I rush out and take in the empty living room. The sight only makes my panic grow.“Avery!” I call, starting to move again, this time in the direction of the kitchen. “Where are you?”The sound of the fridge door closing comes in response to my question, and before I can stop myself, I’m rushing forward until I see her standing at the counter with a bowl of fruit in one hand and whipped cream in the other.“Atlas?” She asks, her eyes widening in shock. “What’s
[Avery’s POV]I stare at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. As I take in the woman staring back at me, I feel my heart fluttering with anticipation and my stomach churning with nerves.After a year of planning, it was finally the big day where Atlas and I would become husband and wife. I was both excited and terrified, as the thought of forever still scared me.Taking a few deep breaths, I push my long, dark hair, which is curled to perfection, over my shoulder so that my bare shoulders are exposed. Frowning, I let my gaze come to rest on a single hickey that Atlas placed on me the night before.“Asshole,” I grumble, reaching for some foundation so that I could cover it.“Let us, miss!” Melanie, my beautician, gasps. “Today is your day to relax and be pampered!”“It isn’t that big of a deal,” I point out, but allow her to take the blending sponge from me. “You’ve already done enough!”As I speak, I take in my reflection once more, admiring the professionally placed makeup on
[Atlas’ POV]My dick throbs at Avery’s words, and I can’t control myself. Reaching out, I lift her into my arms and beeline straight for the bedroom. Once inside, I throw her on the bed and then go to the dresser to find a belt.“Hands out,” I announce after I’ve found it.Nodding, she does as I say, holding her wrists together in anticipation of being confined.“Such a good girl,” I murmur, wrapping the belt in place. “Now lay on your stomach.”I watch as she moves around, laying on her stomach and sticking her ass up in the air for me. Giving a giggle, she waggles it about until my hand connects with it.“Oh, Atlas!” She gasps as I smack her ass again and then slowly run my fingers over the beautiful handprint that now colors her porcelain skin. “More.”“Do you like it when I spank you, little minx?” I ask, smacking her ass again. “Does it turn you on that much to be punished by me?”“It does,” she confirms, laying her head on the bed and closing her eyes. “I love it when you do any
[Avery’s POV]I stare on in disbelief as Atlas looks up at me with so much love and determination that it makes my heart feel full.“Avery King,” he begins, opening the box so that I can see a diamond ring with opalesque accents. “I’ve been waiting five years to ask you this, and I don’t want to wait any longer. Since the day you came crashing into my life, I couldn’t get you off my mind, and with each second, minute, hour, day, week, month, and even year, I grow more and more enamored with you.”With each word, my heart beats faster until I’m sure it is going to beat out of my chest, but I want to hear more.“I’ve said it many times, but those five years without you were torture. Your smiling face, adorable gestures, and strength and beauty haunted my every waking moment. Never in my life have I met someone who could possess me so wholeheartedly—mind, body, and soul—but you managed to do it, and now I never want to let you go. I want you to be my first good morning and my last goodni
[Avery’s POV]My cheeks flush ferociously as Atlas stares at me, unspeaking. Dammit, couldn’t he say something? The silence was beginning to make me feel like I had said something wrong.“Wait til I get you alone,” he finally growls, his eyes darkening. “I’m going to..."“Mr. Jennings!”Saved by the doctor. Letting out a sigh, I turn my gaze to watch him walk in with a push cart filled with the items needed to remove the bullets from Atlas’ body.“Now isn’t a good time,” Atlas tries, but stops as I narrow my gaze on him. “Fine,” he sighs, letting out a chuckle. “But make it quick.”For a moment, the doctor doesn’t speak as he looks from Atlas to me and back, but when he decides that whatever was going on wasn’t too serious, he focuses on Atlas.“Whatever it was, I can wait.”After that, he busies himself digging into Atlas’ skin so that he could pull out each and every bullet that was lodged in him. Once he finishes, he stitches the holes closed and then wraps them.“Now,” he begins,