Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 42

"I love you."

I gasped when he kissed my baby bump. He held me tight in my tiny waist and looked at me straight through my eyes after. Our eyes met and we both stared at each other. Waiting for the next move. Enthralled in anticipation.

"I love you, Olive," I mumbled.

"Then, make me yours, Atlas," I said, anticipation building inside me.

Atlas cursed and kissed my belly, again. He trailed his tongue up to my abdomen while he slowly got up. He stopped in between my two rounded mounds. He stared at it for a long time before his wet mouth claimed one of my breasts.

"Ohh!" I moaned as the pleasure within me rose. I felt hotter as Atlas did what he did. He played and sucked it like a baby, while he played with the other using his hand.

"Ohh! Shit!" I bit my lower lip as another moan escaped from my lips. My knees were shaking in so much pleasure. I could feel that I couldn't stand anymore, so I held his arm for support.

"Shit! Olive!" Atlas cursed. He left my breast and his tongue traveled from my neck to my ear. He bit it slowly and sent shivers through my spine. I want him more. I want him to claim me in any position he yearned.

"A-Atlas," I couldn't recognize my own voice anymore as he licked my ear. I felt more enthralled when he cupped my womanhood. My eyes widened when he played it slowly. Caressing it softly brought me so much ecstasy. Lust and desire.

I held onto him tighter when he opened my legs wide using his hands. A moan escaped from my lips and I instantly closed my eyes when he played with my clit. I can't contain the feeling anymore but Atlas is tormenting me. He is teasing my fold while biting my earlobe. Licking it sensually.

"Please," I pleaded.

I heard him chuckle. "Please what, Olive?"

"Claim me, Atlas. I want you," I whispered.

"Moan my name," he whispered in my ear before he entered his finger inside me. In and out with so much gentleness. He did that repeatedly until I felt something build up inside of me.

A moan escaped from me that Atlas sealed my lips with his. He kissed me rough and hungry while thrusting inside me. Faster and deeper with his fingers before I felt my first release. I cum in Atlas' fingers and the feeling is divine.

My breathing hitched when Atlas withdrew his lips from me. He was catching his breath, too. He pulled his fingers out of my core and looked at it. My eyes widened when he licked and sucked it without hesitation. It was something he never did before.

"Sweet," he uttered after he licked it off. "I want you more, Olive."

I gulped, especially when Atlas stared at me deeply. His eyes were so enchanting and seductive. I blinked a few times and let myself be drowned by the moment. Trying to calm myself from the anticipation that is about to happen.

I parted my legs and bent down to give him more access. He thrust his thing inside of me rougher and deeper. More faster than the previous one. Atlas is hitting my G-spot while his hands are caressing my bare breast.

"Ahh! A-Atlas!"

I don't know how many times I said Atlas' name. I couldn't count the moans that escaped my lips. I couldn't count the climax he brought me to. The only thing I know is that we were together, dancing with the music only we know.

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I woke up the next day feeling heavy. When I opened my eyes, the familiar white ceiling greeted me. I am in my room and I am naked. My body was wrapped in a comforter. When I turned to my side, I didn't see Atlas. He wasn't inside the room when I roamed around.

I sighed and touched my belly. I remembered what happened to Atlas and I last night. My screams and my moans. His embrace and his possessiveness to claim me. Everything seemed surreal. I still couldn't believe it. Everything seemed so fast.

I sighed again and shrugged the thought off. I tried to stand up to wear my clothes when Atlas entered the room. My eyes was stuck on him. To his handsome face and to his glorious body.

"Ahemm!"

I blinked a few times to regain my senses. I saw Atlas smirking while walking towards me. Carrying a tray of food. He is half naked. He only wore boxers as he carried the smoking food on a tray.