The Gambler: Atlantic Courts by AX Cole

Author:AX Cole [Cole, AX]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-25T04:00:00+00:00

T W E N T Y F I V E

— Z E N I T H —

je suis prêt

My heart has changed its usual rhythm and this beautiful man is stood in front like I'm not covered in cum and spit. Rian holds my hair at my nape and cups my jaw with his other hand, moving closer his bottom lip touches mine and I move back. It's his cum but I don't think he wants it stuck in his stubble. Hardening instantly his fingers flex around my jaw thinking it's the same denial as before. My voice comes out shy, small, and heating my face. "I'm, dirty." Understanding relaxes him and he smiles wildly before moving closer.

He looks at me with nothing but awe and fits his body between my legs. "I know ma pépette, you done so good for me." I don't know who moves first or if we both do but our lips are on each other. The man knows how to kiss, anything involving his tongue are where his talents lie, and I wrap my legs around him. Stroking down my back he holds my ass and lifts me so there's nothing obstructing his hands.

I want to feel his dick inside me and grind down when it brushes my clit. There's no screaming and I smile against him. He stopped the shouting in my head, even if it's going to come back right now it's not and I'm ready. But he has more control than I do and lays me flat against the table. "Our first time isn't in this fucking house." A laugh that's more air than sounds leaves me and he cups the side of my face stroking my hair back. Tracing my features with his thumb there's so much softness in his eyes and lips. "Nothing exist but you, I'll wait centuries if I need to ma pépette." Turning my head without looking away from him I kiss his palm.

There's not a hint of a lie, Rian is hard between my legs, but he means every word that just left him. Fucking me isn't a checklist item he wants to tick off. He wants me to be present and ready so it can happen again. Not as a claim amongst other people but for something deeper.

Kissing the tip of my nose he steps back and grabs a napkin. I already know what he's going to do and tilt my chin up waiting for him to come back. He’ll dirty me, we'll make a mess out of each other, but he'll always fix me and put me back together again. Once he's done cleaning my skin, he holds pulls his clothes back on and folds the napkin into his pocket. Holding my thighs he peppers his lips against mine speaking between each kiss. "Want anything from this shit hole?" There are only two boxes that I care about, and I nod my head with the sentiment landing heavy in my limbs.

He doesn't move away from me; he pulls my dress over my head gently and then threads our fingers together.

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