were all over him as he struggled to set her free and in the end he shouted “to hell with it” and ripped the laces and the damned thing fell away as they laughed and fell onto the bed.
“Hurry, pleeeezzz!” she cried as he yanked off his t-shirt and jeans. Her long legs circled his waist and her hands grasped his sublimely curved ass and then she giggled and her eyes flew open.
“Going commando, are we?” Skyler asked, laughing, reveling in the rock hard perfection of his body under her hands, all rippling muscles and hot skin. He was so fucking gorgeous and so undeniably male.
“I can never remem ber to pack underwear when I travel, guess I should buy some. I’ve been going without them for a week and I think you should be too,” Atticus said and deftly ripped her barely-there panties away and then they stopped laughing as his fingers explored the hot tight depths of her sex.
They kissed so deeply, both of them moaning as her hands tangled in his hair and her body arched towa rd him, hungry for this man she couldn’t live without. His fingers were long and large and insistent as they glided over the tender wet folds of her sex, pressing one and then two inside her and the shock of that invasion pushed her past endurance and she came, pulsing around his fingers as they moved in and out, stretching her, preparing her, easing the way so she could take him.
She shouted his name again and again and angled her hips up and they both watc hed, mesmerized as his cock pushed into her. He moved slowly at first and then deeper, faster and harder and it felt like dying, or being born again, or going to heaven.
It was the same all th rough the night, their bodies entwined and inseparable, the fluids of their love covering them and flowing onto the smooth silky sheets making a fine erotic mess. Eventually they sank into the depths of a deep marble tub and the steaming water rose up around them and splashed onto the floor as he lifted her onto his relentless erection. The two of them were suspended in time, lost in a sea of sensation and bathwater, with Skyler moaning “I love you I love you” and Atticus begging her not to love him anymore. They didn’t bother to call a maid or the butler about the sheets or the water-logged floor, they moved to the second bedroom in the suite to start over again, fresh and new.
“Sky, love!” he murmur ed and then shouted as she knelt before him on the sumptuous bed and took his cock in her sweet pink mouth, her enormous green eyes never leaving his face as he gave himself over to the power she wielded.
At some point in that magical ni ght, Atticus showed her the perfect strand of pearls Charlotte had sent to her, and she was speechless at such an extravagant and thoughtful gift. When she reached out her hands to take them he caught her wrists and bound them together with the long, lustrous strand. He held her captive that way, just like she held his heart captive, and he ravished all the secret sensitive places of her body with his mouth and the skill of his tongue until she screamed in pleasure and begged him not to stop.
“Atticus, a re you sure your mother would approve of our using these magnificent pearls in such an unorthodox manner?” Skyler asked as the morning light slipped through tall windows and she could feel her cheeks blazing with embarrassment and satisfaction.
“I don’t especially like to think about my mother and sex, but she has been in love with two incredible men so she probably isn’t that much in the dark when it comes to… love.”
“You know you’re blushing? You really are too cute where your mom and Hadley are concerned, always so gallant in your quest to shield them from reality. But I’ll bet you’re right, because Charlotte has definitely got it going on. Do you think she’ll be alright? I hate to think of her without… well, alone. Finn and Charlotte, I can’t imagine the world without the two of them together. Tell me now, Atti, I
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