All Chapters of Submitting To The Bad Boy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

(ATLAS’S POV)I could feel her body going through stages of excitement. She was vibrating beneath me and her hands ran over my chest and back gently but firmly at first before they became more urgent. I loved the way she smelled, the way she felt, the way she moaned. Every single thing she did made me want to lose my mind and self control. I sucked her nipple making sure to savor each moment as I did.Her fingers dug in to my shoulders while she moaned sending ripples of pleasure through me. I reached for the clasp of her bra and quickly undid it freeing her boobs as I tossed the fabric aside. I took her fullness in my hands wishing I could take both nipples in my mouth at the same time.Whenever I am having intimate moments, I like to take my time but with Alana each movement, each kiss, each touch, each stroke ignited a deep fiery hunger within me that made me want to swallow her up. There was so much I wanted to do and I had no patience in me.Her body was sending me reeling in

The room which had been a testament to minimalist elegance, had been transformed. It was a tableau of romantic extravagance, a scene plucked straight from a classic setting. The harsh, recessed lighting had been replaced by the warm, flickering glow of countless candles, their delicate flames dancing in crystal holders scattered across every surface. I walked carefully with my eyes surveying the whole room. The air, typically scented with the faint, expensive fragrance of sandalwood and leather, was now thick with the sweet aroma of vanilla and something subtly floral, perhaps jasmine.A plush, cashmere throw, the color of moonlight, was draped across the enormous, dove-grey sofa. Before it, the vast, usually untouched expanse of the Persian rug was now a makeshift cinema. A massive, flat-screen projector, seamlessly integrated into the wall, displayed a still image from a classic black-and-white film, the elegant lines of Audrey Hepburn’s silhouette filling the screen.And then t

(ATLAS’S POV)Alana and I had spent the night cuddled on the couch. Thankfully it was a large couch and thankfully she is a small person. I can’t remember when I slept off but I do know I had been busy admiring her beautiful face, playing with her hair and drawing circles on her skin.I could not get enough of looking at her. I wanted to just sit down and watch her all night but of course, I slept off. I was very surprised when I woke up and she was not there cuddled on my body. I sat up stretching and looking around. Then I heard it. Her soft beautiful voice singing to herself. It was coming from the kitchen.I carefully walked in coming from behind her and she did not notice.I enjoyed that moment without her noticing me because I was able to watch her quietly.I liked that she was wearing my lose shirt and wiggling to whatever song she was humming. I love her hair down usually but this time around, her hair was tied up in a bun and I just could not wait for her turn around.She

(LANA’S POV)I love my parents more than anything in the world and when they returned, I realized that I had missed them.But I missed being with Atlas very much. I wished that I could go back in time and relive all the moments we spent together, but of course it was not possible.I had no phone to reach him and so there was no way for us to communicate . Atlas had pointed that out just as I was about to leave.“Why won’t you just let me get you one?” He had asked looking down at me with confusion in his eyes.“Because my parents told me already that they would get me one. It is just taking some time but I know they would get me one as soon as they can. They are my parents and they are my providers.” I tried to explain at him.He smirked at me, there was something in his face that looked like he was pleased or amazed at me. “Okay. So how can I talk to you then?” He asked me.I shrugged at him. “You can write me letters.” I suggested and he narrowed his eyes.“I’m not a writing person

(ATLAS’S POV)I will repeat to you that I had the best weekend that I’ve ever had in my life. When I came back on Sunday morning, my brothers said there was something different about me. Alderson said it had to be one of my investments that had gone up, Adrian said it was probably because I got a very good model gig, Avril asked if I had traveled somewhere exotic for the weekend while Andres simply looked at me with eyes that said he knew what I was up to.I ignored them all and went upstairs where I spent the rest of my day reading Alana’s notebook till I slept off. The next day, I woke up very early. I really don’t think that I have ever been prepared for school so early either. I wanted to get there on time , I just wanted to see her.I knew we would not be able to speak to each other in public but I did not mind just getting a glimpse of her beautiful self.I had brushed my hair for what seemed to be the thousandth time as I stared at myself in the mirror and I was just going