Atlas Black

Chapter 22

A T L A S B L A C K

Fuck. How did I let myself get here? How did I get warped so easily into Llana? I know now that I'm royally screwed. Once finally tasting her, the feel of her on me it was enough to send me spiralling, deep and fucking deeper than I intended to.

Fuck, what's wrong with me? I acted like such a dickhead leaving here there. I could feel just how badly she wanted me in that moment. They way she whimpered every my hands travelled lower, cupping her breast, the way she groaned when I latched onto her sweet spot on her neck. Her moans. God, her moans sent me wild. Her moaning my name. No. About to moan my 'name.'

But I didn't give her the chance before stopping her and leaving her there breathless. No doubt confused as fuck. I thought I could do it. I whole-heartedly thought I could get her to like me as Aiden but now I realise how fucking wrong I am and how fucking selfish I am. I want more from her, I don't want her with me for Aiden but for Atlas. But I know that's impossible and far from reach.

Fuck. I groan, swiping a hand on my face, trying to make the tired lines of my face disappear. All night I've been up in my apartment, in my room, drinking away my sorrows.

My mind keeps replaying to the part where I knew where she no doubt was so fucking wet for me, I could feel it. I could practically sense the wetness leaking out from her and the way her thighs clenched tightly together. The way she locked the legs around my waist, begging for more, begging for nearess it was about to set me off.

Leaning over the couch in my living room, I grasp the bottle of whiskey on the coffee table and take a long and huge gulp which sears down my throat. I'm not a heavy drinker but right now I feel like I can devour through bottles.

My head falls back on the couch with my eyes closed but lately I've been hardly getting any sleep. I've been restless, up all night, the thoughts of my mother consuming me. My fathers voice coming back to haunt me. You know what you have to do.

What I want to do? I want to fucking get her out of my system. She's been racking my thoughts ever since I laid eyes on her and it's not good for either for us. Her smart mouth, her drool-worthy body, her intense gaze, the confidence and determination she oozes. Fuck. I'm so fucking deep.

Just then my apartment door bursts open with a stumbling Kai coming in with unstable legs with both arms slung over two chicks. A brunette and blonde. Bethany and Cassidy I'm going to have go with. But his timing couldn't be more perfect, my prayers have been answered.

"Hey broski." He slurs and the two giggling girls make their way to the couch with him.

My brains not in the functioning stable state and I need a release so fucking bad the erection in my jeans has to be fulfilled with its needs before I'm in some serious pain.

"Where've you been?" My tone grazes huskily.

"Oh you know, out and about, all around." Damn, I didn't think this dude was this far off. What the fuck has Sas done to my best friend?

"You know sharing is caring." I take another swig of the bottle.

"They're all yours, but save one for me." He laughs dryly.

"Hey, Cassidy get over here in front of me." I command whilst snapping a finger at her.

The brunette looks at me wearily, seeming to consider if I'm talking to her or not in which case she points to herself. "Yes, you. Who the fuck else would I be talking too?"