“I can’t get enough of you,” I murmured.
“Then kiss me,” Nyx replied.
My lips found his in the dimness as though we were magnetic and couldn’t help being pulled into each other. The intensity escalated until we were panting. I sucked his bottom lip and felt the answering groan that escaped him deep in my bones. I worked his zipper open and watched his face as I slid my hand down his abs and further until I was palming his cock.
“See what you do to me?” Nyx rasped.
In answer, I sank down to my knees and pulled him all the way free, reveling in the duality of sensations—his skin soft but his length hard. The anticipation of getting to taste him was making my own cock hard in my pants.
I looked up at him from my knees, swirling my tongue around his head before taking him into my mouth. I didn’t stop until he hit my throat and then pushed further. His fingerstightened in my hair as I pulled that groan from him again. I loved the feeling of him in my mouth but the sounds he made were everything. I could feel my own hardness straining against my zipper. I unzipped my pants and pulled myself out but a growl escaped Nyx.
“Don’t you dare touch yourself yet.”
God, I loved when he was bossy.
I moved my hand from touching myself to lightly rolling his balls in my hand.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
I watched his eyes drop to my obvious reaction to him and he licked his lips before biting his bottom lip as I pressed my tongue against the underside of his head like I knew he loved. His hips couldn’t help but thrust forward deeper into my throat. His other hand slipped through my hair and desire overwhelmed me as I watched his eyes darken as his movements became rougher. He shoved my head down on his cock and held me there for a long moment until he let me pull back and breathe. I drew in a deep breath through my nose, knowing he’d do it again. He fucked my mouth hard for a few thrusts before shoving me down on him again. My eyes watered but I didn’t gag—when I swallowed around his head, he cursed and his eyes were heavy as his breathing grew labored. He was a vision like this—dark, dangerous and so turned on he was lost in it. The smoldering shadow I wanted to consume me.
“You look so fucking hot on your knees for me,” Nyx panted.
I smirked internally but feeling a little bratty, I very lightly scraped my teeth along his length which I knew he hated. He hissed and his eyes narrowed, knowing exactly what I was doing.
“Oh, it’s like that?” He said breathlessly, his lips twisting into a deadly smirk.
His grip tightened and then I had to concentrate because he rammed his cock down my throat and brutally thrust again andagain into my mouth. His pace was ruthless and the fire I saw in his eyes had me groaning and sputtering in pleasure. A moment later, he yanked me away from him, looking down at me, chest heaving and eyes ablaze. I could see him on the edge as I tried to catch my breath.
“I want you, Atlas,” Nyx said, his voice strained.
I gripped him in my hand and brushed my thumb over his head, watching his eyes flicker as precum made him slick.
“Tell me,” I demanded.
“I want you to fuck me,” Nyx said.
He grabbed my wrist to stop me from stroking him and we locked eyes for a heated moment as the enormity of the moment passed between us. We hadn’t done this yet and I was dying to feel his ass gripping me.
I slowly rose to my full height, running my hand across my mouth to remove excess saliva from the mess he made of me. My hand slowly curled around his neck under his jaw.
“You want me to fuck that tight virgin ass?” I murmured.
He nodded once.
My hand slid away to grasp his and without another word I pulled us upstairs to one of the large bedrooms. Once inside, I sat on the edge of the bed, slowly unbuttoning my shirt.
“Strip,” I commanded.
His eyes dark with lust met mine as he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders. I let my attention wander over his incredible body. There were scars of course, but I only thought those made him more real. Even though our intimacy was new, I knew them all like they were my own.
My eyes landed on his dick, still hard and dripping precum. Then his pants were gone and he was gloriously naked in front of me. My lips pulled into a hungry smile as I let my gaze lazily sweep over him. He looked like the devil standing in the orange tinted light from the sunset filtering in.
“Get on the bed,” I rasped, my voice catching.
The air was heated and thick with desire as he brushed past me. Nyx lounged back on the bed, propped up on one elbow with his legs spread. His hand idly stroked his cock as I dumped my shirt on the floor. I tossed a packet of lube onto the bed for later and then I was naked and crawling towards him.
I knelt between his legs and my finger pressed against his lips.
