The Hookup Pact

11| Atlas

My promise of one night was all it took to shatter the ice.

Evelyn rose to her tiptoes and pressed her lips against mine with an astounding amount of force for her tiny body. And just like that, the last thread of my restraint snapped too. I pulled back only for a second before crashing my lips against her.

This kiss was different from all the others we had shared so far. It was scorching and intense as if we both wanted to prove how much we needed each other. I deepened the kiss, sliding my tongue in, tasting her, and almost groaned. She was a fantastic kisser.

Evelyn's hands tugged at my jacket. We parted for a breath, and I shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor. She pulled me by my tie and pressed our lips together again. God, I would never get tired of this.

When a helpless whimper left her mouth, I swooped her up in my arms. She squealed in surprise but then started laughing as I carried her to the bedroom, a wide grin on my face. "Ooh, so the muscles are not just for show," she said, giving my bicep a firm squeeze.

I shook my head at her, pecking her nose before depositing her on the bed. Only she would think of saying something like that in this situation. "You're insufferable."

Evelyn propped herself against the headboard, crossing her long legs with a coy smile on her face. My eyes immediately swept over the smooth skin and those goddamn heels. Fuck.

"You love me like that. Admit it," she said.

I smirked, before kicking off my shoes and crawling on top of her. "I do." I kissed her cheek first, moving on to her nose, her other cheek, the corner of her mouth, purposefully avoiding her lips. My lips curled into a smile when she groaned and grabbed my face and captured my lips with hers. "Somebody's impatient," I said, chuckling.

"I swear to God, Griffin if you don't—'

Sliding my hand up her torso, I cupped her breast, giving it a squeeze. That shut her up, a breathy moan escaping her lips instead. "You were saying?" I raised a brow at her, the smug smile never leaving my face. I loved how reactive she was to my touch.

Instead of replying, she rolled us over and sat on my stomach, her knees on either side of my waist. "You talk too much."

"Yeah?" I asked, propping my arms under my head. "Are you going to shut me up?"

"For good," she said with a smirk and started unbuttoning my shirt. A shiver ran down my spine as her cold fingers trailed up my abdomen to my chest before sliding back down and resting on my abs. When she met my gaze, her eyes had darkened, a sort of carnal look on her face.

As if in trance, I found myself straightening up and kissing her again. I flipped us over again, my hands roaming her body before stopping at the hem of her shimmery top. "Can I?" I asked, lifting it.

She nodded and lifted herself off the mattress a bit so I could take it off. I threw it behind me, the fabric landing somewhere on the floor. As soon as I saw her, my heart stopped for a beat and I sat back on my haunches, mesmerized.

Evelyn lay on the bed, completely bare. She wasn't wearing a bra like I had assumed and I couldn't have been happier. My eyes raked over her smooth skin; her perfect collarbones, the ample swell of her breast, and those hardened peaks that just begged for my mouth. Everything on display, just for me.

I loved how she didn't try to hide from me. No looking away, no covering herself with her arms. She met my eyes head-on with desire swirling in those dark pools that sent my blood rushing through my veins. With her hair splayed across the white pillow, Evelyn looked like a fucking goddess. And I intended to worship her throughout the night.