ELENA
“I want you, Elena…”
These words kept replaying in my head as Atlas drove into me from behind, his strong arms holding me in place to receive his thrusts.
I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t stay away from this man.
Every part of my body screamed for his touch, each time I set my eyes on him. Each time he was close.
Even in his absence, he invaded my every sleeping and waking thought.
It almost felt addicting, like a drug. Every touch. Every kiss. Every stroke of his thumb. Every brush of his fingers.
I almost couldn’t get enough.. and it surprised me.
Why was it this way with him?
He switched tempos from fast to slow, slow to fast, leaning into my back and dropping a number of light, deep, sensual kisses on my neck as he drove into me.
My nails bit into the wall as
