I Swear I Still Hate Him (Atlas Lawson) novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126

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Emery’s POV

The kiss turned wild, needy. Like we’d been starving for this, for each other, for too long. Like every second we spent pretending we were fine had built to this explosion of everything we hadn’t said, hadn’t touched, hadn’t felt.

One minute, we were wrapped up in the stars, and the next, I was in his lap, in his car, straddling him. His hands were all over my body as our kisses grew more and more urgent, tongues sucking each other like we were starving and the only thing that could satisfy us was this, each other, messy and desperate.

Atlas helped me out of my shirt, and before I could even process the way the air kissed my skin, he reached behind me with practiced ease and unhooked my bra.

Like, how was he so good at that?

It slipped off my shoulders, and I felt my face go hot, full cherry tomato status, as his eyes stayed locked on me.

His voice came out rough, almost reverent. “You are a goddess.”

I felt my breath hitch, chest rising and falling faster as he just sat there, looked at me like I was some kind of miracle, and not the insecure mess I’d been feeling like for weeks.

“Look at me,” he said, voice soft but firm.

I forced my gaze up, and when I met his gray eyes, everything in me stilled. Those eyes… they’d always had a way of calming the noise. Even back when I was falling apart.

“You are beautiful,” he said, like it was just a fact. “You’re smart. You’re strong. You’re so freaking hot. Emery… You. are. perfect.”

My heart thudded, loud and fast. My stomach flipped so hard it almost hurt. Hearing those words from him, spoken like he meant every damn syllable…God, it did something to me. Something real.

My voice barely came out. “You don’t have to say all that…”

“I want to,” he said instantly. “I’d say it all day if you let me. Hell, I’ll set a reminder on my phone if that’s what it takes.”

Then he leaned in, pressing the softest kiss right between my breasts, and I swear my knees almost gave out.

“If you had any idea how special you are,” he murmured against my skin, “I swear, Em… I wish you could read my mind. You’d never doubt yourself again.”

He kissed every inch of me like he was mapping me out, collarbone, the dip of my throat, the curve under each breast, murmuring praises between every touch until I was trembling. Then his mouth closed over my right nipple, warm and wet, sucking slow at first, then harder. When his teeth grazed the sensitive peak, I bit my lip hard to trap the moan clawing up my throat.

“Don’t hold back,” he murmured against my skin.

I swallowed.

“Emery…don’t you dare hold back.”

I nodded, barely.

His lips sucked harder, relentless, perfect, and just like he demanded, I let go. The moan ripped out of me, loud and shameless, echoing in his car as he switched to the other breast, tongue swirling, teeth teasing, sucking until my back arched

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and my body trembled. His hands slid down, rough palms skimming my sides, then hooking into the waistband of my pants. My breath hitched. I grabbed his wrist before he could undo the buckle.

“What’s wrong?” He stopped instantly, pulling back just enough to search my face, gray eyes flooded with worry. “Hey…talk

to me.”

I… I… um.

How the hell do I say it? How do I tell this man, who just called me a goddess, that I’m suddenly terrified of him seeing the prosthetic, the scars, the part of me that still feels broken some days?

And like he could hear every panicked thought screaming in my head, he softened. “It’s Okay…I understand.”

“I don’t want to stop.” The words tumbled out, raw and honest.

Atlas’s mouth curved into that slow, wicked smirk that always made my thighs clench. “Who said anything about stopping?”

His big hands found my hips again, gripping firm, guiding me until I rolled my hips down against him. I hissed at the thick, hard length of him pressing right up against me through our clothes…hot, insistent, so damn big it made my mouth water and my core throb.

He rocked up into me once, slow and deliberate, letting me feel every thick inch. “Feel that?” he growled low against my ear. “That’s what you do to me, Emery. Every fucking time I look at you.”

I whimpered, grinding down harder, chasing that delicious friction. His hands slid under my ass, lifting me just enough to drag me along his cock again, rougher this time, hotter. My clit pulsed with every roll, wet heat soaking through my panties.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, voice wrecked. “You’re dripping for me already, aren’t you?”

I couldn’t even answer, just nodded, panting, nails digging into his shoulders as he kept rocking us together, building that tight, electric pressure low in my belly.

His mouth crashed back to mine, kissing me deep and filthy while his hips rolled up in a slow, punishing rhythm that had me moaning into his tongue.

Our moans grew louder, hips rocking in his car, sweat dripping down my back and between my breasts, our eyes never leaving each other, like we were the only two people left on the planet and nothing else mattered but this frantic, filthy rhythm we’d built.

“Atlas…” I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders so tight my nails probably left half-moons in his skin.

“You’re doing good, darling…so fucking good,” he murmured, voice wrecked and gravelly, right against my ear.

I kept riding him, grinding down hard, chasing that white-hot pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in my core. Every roll of my hips dragged my swollen clit along the thick ridge of his cock, still trapped in his pants, the friction so intense it made my thighs shake.

His big hands clamped onto my ass, fingers digging in, guiding me faster, rougher. “That’s it, baby… fuck, ride me just like that… I love how good you ride me, Em…drives me insane.”

I whimpered, head tipping back, but he caught my chin and yanked my mouth back to his. Our tongues tangled, messy and desperate, and then it hit me, hard. My whole body seized up, pleasure exploding through me like a shockwave. I came with a broken cry right into his mouth, pussy clenching around nothing, thighs trembling as I ground down on him one last time, riding out every pulsing wave while he swallowed every sound I made.

He didn’t stop. Kept rocking his hips up into me, grinding that rock-hard length against my oversensitive clit, dragging my orgasm out longer, making me shake and gasp against his lips. Our kiss turned feral… tongues sucking, spit and sweat mixing

as he chased his own release.

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Then I felt it, his whole body tensed under me, a low, guttural shiver ripping through him. He groaned deep into my mouth, hips jerking up hard one last time as he came, hot and pulsing against me through the layers of fabric. I could feel the way his cock throbbed, the way his fingers flexed on my ass like he was trying to hold onto me forever.

I collapsed onto his chest, boneless, panting, my cheek pressed to the damp fabric of his shirt. His heartbeat hammered against my ear…wild, loud, matching the frantic thud of mine. His arms wrapped around me instantly, strong and possessive, holding me so tight it felt like he never wanted to let go.

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