Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele

Chapter 115

"I want you," he whispers against my lips. "I want all of you. Every day. Every night."

My heart is so full of want for him, he could ask me for anything and I'd give it to him. I have wanted him to love me for so long that the promise of a future feels too big to be possible. As much as I want this, as much as I want to give him every promise, I also fear he will leave me in the morning, sad and rejected.

It wouldn't be the first time.

"You're only saying that, because you have me in your bedroom," I tease, although part of me is very serious. "You might change your mind tomorrow."

He stops us in the middle of his bedroom, only a few feet away from the edge of his bed. "Cordelia," he holds me close, our bodies aligned as our hearts beat together. "I promise I won't change my mind. I won't wake up in the morning and regret this, or you. I mean it when I say I want you in my life, Cordelia."

He pulls away so that I can see the sincerity shining in his eyes. "Someday, if you let me, I want to marry you again, Cordelia."

"Atlas," I don't know what to say.

"I am not expecting any promises from you, Cordelia," He helps me find the edge of the bed. Kneeling before me, he looks up at me with his large blue eyes and I feel I could get lost in them. "Just know that you are my treasure," he kisses me just below my belly. "Now and always."

I sit on the edge of the bed. Resting my hands on his cheeks, I kiss him deeply. I am not ready to commit to more, but I can show him my affection, and my appreciation for his love.

He leans me back gently as he kisses his way down my front. Lying on my back has become

uncomfortable as our baby continues to grow, so Atlas places pillows behind me so that I can find comfort as his lips find my folds.

"I will never, grow tired of discovering all your tiny wonders," he kisses my inner thigh and I shiver. "I love the way you taste."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

And he proves his words over and over again, devouring every part of me.

When he joins me on the bed, rather than lying down next to me, he sets me in his lap, his firmness pressed against my thighs. His hands stroke my belly, taking pleasure in how round and firm it is becoming as he explains his desire for me to ride atop him so that I can control the depth and rhythm of

our joining.

"I am worried I might hurt you," he kisses me gently, rotating me so that we are facing each other, my legs on either side of his hips. "I know this isn't exactly your first time, but this is still very new. This might hurt, not only because you are pregnant, but because in many ways you are still very much like a virgin."

He leans back onto his elbows gifting me with the sight of his long, lean body underneath me. Reaching between us, I place a hand at his base, taking pleasure in the way his eyes close when I give him a slow, gentle stroke.

"Atlas," I lean into him, moving my hand out of the way as I press his length against my folds. "I'm I might be inexperienced, but I do know a thing or two," I smirk as I bend down to kiss the tip of him, enjoying the way his breath catches as he watches me, his eyes hooded with lust. "Besides," I sit up on my knees,

lining us up, placing his manhood on the edge of my opening, "I'm not afraid."

I lower myself slowly, watching his face as my body adjusts to hold all of him. Once he is fully sheathed with me, I begin to rock forward and backward, his hands reaching up to squeeze my hips as he lets me take control. We stay like this, our gazes locked, watching and loving one another until I scream, my body overwhelmed with feeling.

As I come back into myself, Atlas folds at the waist bringing us face to face and the angle deepens. I gasp, as he continues to thrust up into me, his hunger unsatiated as he takes over the rhythm, moving with ease now that I am completely loose. He lifts us both off the bed as he holds me up, pressing me against the headboard.

"Cordelia," he screams my name as he gives a final thrust, spilling inside of me and I find myself screaming his name in turn as my body rocks with another impossibly large orgasm.

"I love you," he holds me tightly to his chest as he lowers us both back onto the bed.

"I love you too, Atlas," I reply as I pull his arms around me, and I know, if he were to ask me again to stay forever, I would say yes. VictoryAnne Vice

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If only they could stay like this...