Gratify

by Katelyn Taylor

She lets out a gasp, but I don’t give her a chance to focus on the pain as I begin fucking her with no mercy. Goddamn, I could stay buried in this pussy for the rest of my life and I’d die a happy man.

“Bend over for me, Neveah. Let me see that pretty pussy.”

“You take me so good, babygirl,” I praise as I run my hand along her spine as I keep my rhythm,

“Only good girls get to come, bad girls get spanked.” “Spank me again,” I beg.

If every workday could be spent with Andromeda on her knees for me under my desk, I’d probably never leave the office.

“It was half a second too long. You are mine, Andromeda. Mine to care for, mine to protect, mine to fuck and mine to touch. I’ll burn the fucking world down before I let another man lay a finger on what’s mine.”

“You never have to share me, Atlas.” I smile. “I’m all yours.”

“This fucking ass has been the main star in all of my dreams lately,” he grumbles against the back of my shoulders. “Are you gonna let me take you here, babygirl? Where no other man has ever been? Where no other man will ever be?” he asks as his hand begins running up and down the curve of my ass.

“On your hands and knees, sweet girl,” he says as he reaches down and strokes his cock slowly as if he can’t help but touch himself as he watches me.

“You like it, don’t you? Does it feel good when I play with your ass, babygirl?”

“Fuck, yes. Touch that sweet little clit for me. I love watching you play with yourself,” he rasps roughly.

“Your ass is the best thing I’ve ever felt, Neveah. And the fact that I’m the only man who will ever experience it?” he says before letting out a groan as he thrusts a little faster.

“You like having your tight little ass stuffed full of cock, don’t you, babygirl? You love being filled up.”

“I knew you’d love it. Good girls love being completely full,” he says as his right hand moves from my hip to slap the side of my ass.

“Fuck. You squeeze my cock so good. No one has ever felt like you, no one ever could. I want to stay buried in your tight little hole forever. I want to fuck you until you pull the cum out of me and then use it to fuck you deeper.”

“I know, babygirl. I know how much you love that your godfather is fucking your ass right now. Have you been saving this for me, knowing no other man in the world could ever touch you like I can?”

“I’ve never been in love before. Not a love like your parents had…but I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you, Nevaeh.”

“There’s my girl.” He smiles as I walk over to his desk, placing his coffee cup in front of him as I lean down to quickly brush a kiss against his lips.

“It’s too late, though. I can’t stop being selfish, I can’t stop myself from having you. You’re not just under my skin, you’re in my veins. You’re the air that I need to breathe. I should have never touched you, should have never wanted you. But I did, and I do. I regret wanting you, but I don’t regret taking you.”

Before I can respond, his lips come down to mine, crushing me in a brutally passionate kiss that feels like heaven and hell. It’s a kiss that makes me feel like I can fly while also damning us both. I don’t care, though. As long as I’m by his side, I’ll gladly follow him to the depths of Tartarus.

“I liked it too, babygirl. You looked so beautiful at my mercy, kind of like you do now.”

“That’s it, such a good girl for me. Show me you missed me as much as I missed you.”

“Of course I do. Seeing your belly round with my baby, knowing a piece of you and me together exists in this world.”

“I don’t think you understand, Neveah. I don’t just love you. I’m obsessed with you. I’m addicted to you, and I never want to go to rehab.”

“I hate it when she touches you,” I whisper hoarsely. “Trust me, I hate it too. The only woman I want touching me is you,” he whispers lowly. Atlas presses a soft kiss against my open palm before giving me one of those breathtaking smiles that has my stomach fluttering with butterflies.

“One semester, Nevaeh, and then I’m coming for my girl.”

“Never. There is only you. There has only ever been you.”

“You look so beautiful. You’re like a walking dream,” he says with a shake of his head like he can’t believe I’m really standing in front of him right now.

“I’ve missed you, babygirl. So fucking much,” he says vulnerably.

“I came for my girl.”

“Having you in any measure of time was the greatest pleasure of my life,” he whispers against my skin before slowly pulling back.

“Fucking hell, my name sounds like heaven on your lips, Nevaeh. Say it again,” he practically begs.

“That’s my good fucking girl,” he practically growls.

“I barely fucking existed without you. Promise me I’ll never have to do it again. Promise me I’ll never have to let you go.”

“Thank god, now be a good girl and come on my cock. I’ve missed you too fucking much to last much longer.”

“There’s my girl. Goddammit, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, punctuating his statement with his savage thrusts.

“Good girl. You know you broke my fucking heart. You know I should run far and wide, never letting you get the chance to hurt me like that again.”

“You also know that I’d rather take a thousand knives to my heart before I ever lived a day without you again. Come for me, Nevaeh.”