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I felt like I was flying as my orgasm slammed into me.
"Fuck,” he groaned.“That's it, baby.Squeeze my cock."
The way he was sliding in and out of me, keeping his thumb on my clit, I started to come again.
Pushing into me hard and deep, and the way he was stroking my clit had me flying.I was still shaking with my orgasm when he groaned loudly and slammed into me once, twice, three more times.
My muscles clamped down on his cock, milking him of his cum as he filled my pussy.
A groan escaped his lips, and he collapsed against me, his cock still buried in my pussy.
I could feel his hot breath against my neck as his breathing steadied.
His lips kissed my neck, and I moaned.He pulled out of me before turning me and setting me on the desk.
Without a word, he went to the adjoining bathroom and brought me back a wet washcloth.Gently, he placed it against my sore pussy, kissing me with more gentleness than I’d thought him capable of.
He cleaned us both, then tried to reclasp my bra.But when his fingers grazed my nipples, I drew in a sharp breath.His gaze went dark again and he released me."On second thought, you'd better do this before we spend all night here."
In ten minutes, we were both dressed and in his car on the way back to the penthouse.His hand lay in my lap, fingers tracing along my thigh.Then his phone lit up with a message.
Suddenly, his hand jerked away as he stared at the text.Then he leaned forward.“Change of plans, Gavin.Head to Mom’s.”
Chapter24
Gwen
Atticus was quiet.He didn't say much after directing Gavin to turn the car around.
"Is everything okay?"
He slid his gaze to me as he texted someone furiously."Um, I'm not sure.Hopefully."
And that was that.When we finally arrived after the silent forty-five-minute drive that had me basically just staring at my phone and trying to answer my emails, we stopped at what looked like an enormous English manor house.The lawn was green and sprawling, the driveway long and winding.And the house was shockingly charming despite its size.There were bright flowers outside, and it was clear that somebody took care of it.So what were we doing here?
It took me a moment to realize there was something moving near the hedge maze.Something in white.
Atticus cursed, and Gavin had barely put the car in Park, before he was out and running toward the figure in white.I realized belatedly that it was a woman.And as Atticus ran toward her, she took off running in the opposite direction.Gavin cursed under his breath and then jumped out of the car.I opened my door, not sure what to do to help.
As she darted into the maze, I saw which way she went, and I kicked off my shoes and went in after her.The grass was cool and dewy against my feet, and my skirt didn't allow much room for movement, but still, I was able to follow her into the maze."Hi, hello."I inched toward her with my hands out, showing that I meant her no harm.
She shook her head."No, no, no, no.I don't want it.I don't want it."
"I get it.I understand.There's a lot I don't want.Sometimes people tell me I have to accept what's happening and I always refuse.Because why do I have to accept it, right?"I could see her better now with the moonlight illuminating her face.She was a little older, maybe late fifties.But there was no mistaking those eyes.The pale green.Wintergreen.This was Atticus's mother.The resemblance was striking.Softly, I said, "Hi.I'm Gwen."
She frowned at me."Gwen?"
I could hear quick steps behind me, and I put a hand out to stop them."Yeah.I'm a friend of Atticus."
She shook her head."He'll destroy you.That's what he does.He destroys things.Lucian is coming."
Behind me, Atticus's voice was low."Dad's not coming, Mom.It's me, Atticus."
She shook her head and then slid her hands over her ears."No, no, no, no.Lucian is coming.Lucian is coming."
I put my hand up."Hi, what's your name?"
"Jessica."Her voice was low and timid.
