“It’s so fucking good.” I swallowed heavily, then met held gaze as I took a risk I had a feeling would pan out. “You are such a good boy, Atlas. So obedient. So perfect.”
His eyes rolled back in his head, and his dick throbbed, spilling precome from the tip.
I had never spoken to a lover like that in my life, but he drew those words out of me. They were almost instinctual, like a piece of me waking up when he first kissed me. I twisted his long hair around my hand, pulling hard, watching him fade into the pain-pleasure of it. My cock jumped inside him as he moaned, wanton and unchecked, and then he began to roll his hips. “Fuck,” I gasped. “Fuck. Look at you take it. Look at how well you take my cock.”
“Ryan,” he said, his voice trembling.
“Atlas,” I answered back.
His eyes locked onto mine, wide and wild. “Say my name again.”
“Atlas, Atlas…” It tumbled off my name like a prayer. Like a hymn. Utter worship.
His entire body went still, and then his hand shoved between us, and he gripped himself, tugging on his cock fast and hard. I watched with hooded eyes, fuzzy with my own attempt to keep myself under control, but it wasn’t going to last long.
The thread was taut, and it was going to snap.
“Fuck me. Fuck my ass,” he gasped.
“I am,” I whispered back, gripping his hips as I lifted him and slammed him down, over and over. “I’m fucking your ass. Can you feel me, gorgeous?”
“Yeah, yes. Shit,” he whined, his body almost boneless as he took me.
The sound of his skin slapping against mine echoed around us. It drowned out everything except our desperate groans, and then came the soft cry of his orgasm, which he buried against my neck.
I felt his fat cock rub against my stomach, then a spurt of come as he let go. His hands wrapped around my neck, and he rolled his hips into me, smearing his mess all over my stomach as he squeezed around my dick.
My vision went white, and my pleasure was like a volcanic eruption—hot and fucking devastating. It rolled through me, and I wasn’t even fully aware that I was coming until I was nearly finished. My cock pulsed inside him a few more times, his ass clenching around me like it was milking me of every last drop.
It was only when my head began to spin that I realized I wasn’t breathing, and I took in a few lungfuls of air as the world around me began to still. Atlas was limp in my arms, his breath soft and humid against the side of my neck. I held him tight as my head tipped against the wall, and I let the cool tiles soothe some of the heat still raging under my skin.
After what felt like forever, he groaned and started to move. “I genuinely don’t think I can walk right now,” he admitted.
I tensed my body, then eased him to the side of the bench as I slid out from under him. My dick was painfully sensitive as I stepped under the spray of water, and I became profoundly aware I had never come that hard in my life.
I met Atlas’s gaze, and my heart jumped. He looked…afraid? Or was it something else? I was still learning him, and I didn’t think I’d survive it if I’d done something wrong. But maybe the way I spoke to him—the way I called him my good boy—had been too much.
“Tell me that was good for you,” he said, his voice small.
The words were almost a violent shock. Couldn’t he tell? I had fallen apart completely, spent deep inside him, and it was hell not touching him now. My throat felt tight, my tongue too thick, so I did the only thing I could think of.
Grabbing him by the chin, I leaned over and kissed him until he understood. Until his body relaxed again and his breathing was even.
“Okay,” he whispered against my lips. “Okay. Me too.”
I smiled and knocked our foreheads together. “Sorry.” My voice was a harsh rasp. “That was a lot for me. But it was amazing. You were amazing.”
When I pulled away, he kept one of my hands in his. “Think you can help me out of here?”
I smiled. “Yeah. But we should probably wash off this mess first.”
His cheeks darkened. “We did get pretty filthy.”
“Yeah.” I poured a dollop of soap into my hand, then stalked closer. “I’m looking forward to getting filthy again.”
Twelve
ATLAS
