Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele

Chapter 114 Chapter 114

[Cordelia]

"Do you think," he kisses my lips, "you can stay awake," he makes his way down my neck as I hold onto his shoulders. "Long enough," his lips find my breast again and I almost come undone in his arms, "for me to kiss every inch of your body?" "I don't know," I answer honestly, out of breath between kissing and moaning. "But I want to try."

Chuckling, he reaches under my bottom and runs me up the stairs. Kicking open the door with a bit too much force, the lock breaks, and a piece of the door falls with a clank. "That never worked right anyway," he laughs as he sets me down. "What if someone walks in?" I look back in shock at the door that is no longer able to stay all the way shut. Atlas is alot stronger than I realized. I guess all that time he spent in the gym avoiding me paid off.

"I'm serious, Atlas. April could walk in on us," I have a hard time focusing on the problem at hand now that Atlas has my shirt open and it is falling around my waist.

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"I don't care," he grumbles as he finishes the last button. "They shouldn't be bothering me that early. They should know better." He places his tongue on my already damp bra and my nipple hardens in response. Do you want me to get up now and," he pauses, to give my nipple a small suckle and I gasp. "leave you all alone?"

His hand snakes down the front of my skirt and I gasp as his fingertip finds the edge of my panties.

My breath catches. "No, Mr. Steele."

"Good," he looks up and smirks at me. "Because I don't want to stop either."

He kisses his way down my neckline, his hands busy with the buttons of my blouse as mine works on removing what remains of his. We make quick work of the rest of our clothing and soon we are both standing naked in the center of the room, the faint moonlight coming in through the window highlighting the beautiful curve of his abs, chest, and the wide length of his manhood.

"So beautiful," he bends down to give my breasts, heavy and full with my newly developing milk, individual attention, kissing each areola as his hand moves along the roundness of my belly to settle with his long fingertips playing with the edges of me.

Holding onto his shoulder I can barely stand, my legs growing weak as his finger finds it's way between my folds. His other arm, wrapped around the back of my waist, is the only thing keeping me from falling

over.

His finger gently probes and I scream his name. Pregnancy has made me so sensitive, that even the slightest touch feels overwhelming.

"We haven't even gotten started," he smiles around my nipple. as his mouth lets go. Pausing, he looks down at my breath and smiles. "Oh, what do we have here?"

Following his gaze I see that my left nipple has what looks like a small, whitish-yellow pearl resting up to its surface. It takes me a moment to realize what I am seeing because this has never happened to me before.

I'm leaking milk.

"Oh my god," horrified, I cover my breasts with my hands. "Atlas, I'm sorry, I..."This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Gently, he removes my hands from my breasts, placing them by my sides.

"No hiding," he kisses the drop on my nipple and the small drop comes away on his lips, which he licks, smiling. "Every part of you is glorious," he places his mouth on my nipple once more and my eyes roll back with the burning pleasure of the sensation of his lips and teeth on such a sensitive spot.

When he kisses his way back up to my mouth, the sweet taste of my milk is on his tongue. "See how good you taste," Atlas places his hands on my hips, and our foreheads pressed together, we walk backward towards the bed. "You taste like forever, Cordelia," he says between kisses. "I wish I could keep you forever."

"Maybe you can," I place a hand along his jawline as I wrap my arms around his neck. "If you want me."