Atticus's POV

Oh fuck.

fuck.

fuck.

I couldn't stop myself from taking what I wanted from her. I knew that I should behave, I knew that I was being selfish. I knew this was wrong at a time like this but damn it, nothing was going to stop me from tasting her tonight-nothing except her.

She was asking all these questions about Anya even though I was sure I had already told her I felt nothing for her.

What the fuck had I done in the past for her not to believe me? How stupid must I have been? And how much did I hurt her before finally realizing my feelings toward her?

I had so many questions about my past, so many questions about our marriage. Autumn was the only one that would be able to give me all of those

answers.

But first, I needed to taste her. I needed it like I needed air to breathe.

"Do you want to know something?" She whispers suddenly.

There seems to be a mischievous glint in her eyes and it's definitely trapped me.

"If it's from your mouth, I'm all ears," I tell her.

I didn't know if she was trying to change the conversation, but I was hoping she would let me do what I desperately wanted to.

"On our wedding day. Your parents told us we had to bathe in the spring at one of your island. Before we got there, I saw Anya openly flirting with you on the boat. I got instantly jealous and sad. I drank plenty that night and kissed you in front of her and every one. I was thrilled when you didn't stop me. When we got to the spring, I did something you might not believe even if I told you."

She'd sparked my interest. I wanted to know what exactly she'd done when we'd got to the spring. I found it hard to believe that she'd kissed me in front of everyone while on the yacht.

And why the hell did I let Anya openly flirt with me in the past on my wedding day?

Suddenly, I wasn't sure if I wanted my memories back. If it was filled with me being a complete asshole toward Autumn, I wouldn't know how to forgive myself.

What else could have happened for her to think I wouldn't believe what she had to say? What happened in that spring?

I wanted to know more about that incident than anything else right now.

She buried her face against my chest, and I didn't think I would love feeling her against me this much. It dawned on to me that I would fucking kill to protect this woman.

I would never let anyone take her from me. Never. Not even my family. No one would ever be able to separate us. I know that there was evil waiting to tear us apart, but I would fight

till my death to keep her.

"I was naked in the spring, and after the ritual, I sat on the edge and spread my legs so that you could have a full view of my bare pussy."

A second passes. Then another and another.

I don't think I can fucking breathe right now. It's the last thing I expected her to tell me.

"Repeat it," I whisper sharply. "I don't think I heard you correctly"

There's no fucking way she'd said what I thought she did.

"I spread my legs for you on our wedding night, I showed you the most intimate part of my body." She repeats for my sake.

Fucking hell.

My dick stirs in my jeans almost immediately. It was very much alive and hungry for her. I was even more envious of my past self. He witnessed such a beautiful thing, and I hated how weak I was to forget something like that.

How many moments like these have we had with each other that I'd forgotten because of the accident?

"Show me," I say in a hoarse whisper. "Show me how you did it. I want to remember. I want to remember everything."

Her eyes widened, "I don't think I can do that." Her cheeks are bright red.

"Why are you nervous now?" I whisper. "You did it already, and you're the one that told me"

"I was intoxicated when I did that. It was different then." She says.

I grin, "You're right. It is different now. This time you aren't intoxicated. This time you will be aware of everything. This time will be much better than the last."

"I don't know." She whispers.

I kissed her forehead and rolled next to her onto the bed.

I pull her into my arms, "we can cuddle then. I'm happy with that."

I was still dying for a taste of her, but I wasn't doing anything that she didn't want right now. She surprised me by pulling herself out of my arms and walking towards a nearby desk to my left.

"What are you doing?" I ask, clueless.

I held my breath as she unzipped the back of her dress, and I watched it fall from her body.

The air gets stuck in my throat from seeing Autumn naked in front of me. Forget anything I ever thought she looked like without clothes, she was unbelievably beautiful.

Her eyes were glued to me as she climbed onto the desk and slowly spread her legs open for me.

"I want you to remember." She whispers. "I want you to remember every second that you touched me" I swallowed.

How was she so fucking gorgeous? I can't even fucking look away, from her pretty eyes, her

smooth skin, and her fucking wet pussy glistening in front of me.

Wait a minute wet, She was wet for me. I didn't think anything could make me as happy as this did at this exact moment. I can't help myself as I climb out of bed and go after her. I had to have her in my arms.

"Tell me," I growl as I finally reach her. I place my hands on either side of her on the desk, and my

lips are next to her ear.

"What did I do after you gracefully spread your legs for me?"

Her finger lightly touches my chin and lifts my face so that I am looking into her eyes.

"I told you how much my breasts ached because of you." She confesses.

My eyes narrowed, "Do they?" I ask. "Do they hurt right now?"

She nods innocently, "They hurt so much. Just like they always do when they want your attention."

"Did I touch them?" I whisper.

She shakes her head, "No."

What the fuck?

Why hadn't I?

"I had to beg you first." She admits.

"What a dickhead I was," I growl. "If your breasts ached for me. I should have taken that pain away from you without you having to beg."

"No." She says as she shakes her head. "I didn't believe you when you told me you didn't want to touch me that night because you didn't want to take advantage of me. But I eventually found out that you were telling the truth. You weren't a complete dick, you were also kind and thoughtful to me sometimes."

I chuckle, "Not a complete dick? I guess there are plenty of things I still have to make up for."

Before she can say anything else, I duck my head and take one of her nipple into my mouth. I open my mouth wide and take the entire thing into my mouth, sucking as gently as possible. I didn't want to alarm her, but I was dying to taste her like this again.

Some of me hoped this would also help jog my memory but so far, it wasn't any help.

"Tell me, Autumn," I say before moving to her other nipple.

"Did I grab your legs and spread them wider like this?" I said while pushing her legs wide open for me.

"Yes."She gasps as I spread them fucking wide and settle between them.

"Do you remember?"

I hate to see the hope in her eyes, knowing that I couldn't remember anything.

"No," I answer her honestly. "I just knew that there's no way I would have been able to leave you like that without wanting an excuse to touch you and see more of you."

She gasps and stares into my eyes, "I love you."

She whispers. "I love you so much, Atticus."

I close my eyes and let her words sink into my heart.

Fuck.

Those are the kind of words that gave a man a reason to live. Those are the kind of words that would make a man kill for his woman. Those are the kind of words that make a man feel complete.

Autumn does all of those things for me.

"Can I taste you?" I beg. "Please."

I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to taste her.

She bites her bottom lip and slowly nods.

I didn't waste a second. I kneeled down gently placing my hands on her pale thighs and pulling her to the edge to get a better look of her glistening pussy .

I was mentally preparing myself never to forget what she looked like today in my bedroom, on top of my desk, completely naked and waiting for me to taste her.

I gently licked my way from her inner thighs to her wetness and inhaled deeply. Her breath hitches, I felt her body shiver and she grabs onto my hair for support. I rub my nose up and down as I listen to her sweet moans.

I placed my hand on her waist to steady her on the desk.  I liked the inner of her wet folds and part them with my tongue. She moaned my name, I blew  and gently scrap my teeth on her sensitive bud. Her hand on my hair tightens. I slowly swiped my tongue to the length of her hot pussy, I was getting addicted to tasting her fucking sweetness. I licked her a few more times and poked my tongue into her tight hole.

"Atticus!" She cried as I began to suck before moving my tongue faster into her. I replaced my tongue with my finger and started pumping in and out of her.

I love the sound of my name on her lips. I didn't want to stop until I had her screaming it at the top of her lungs. It would be fucking music to my ear.

"I'm never forgetting the taste of your fucking pussy ever again," I growl. "I promise you that."

I didn't think anything could taste this fucking good.

How did I go days and nights without having her in my mouth like this?

I was fucking insane.

I inserted one more finger inside her while my tongue and lips were busy sucking and playing with her clit. She cries out at my name, and I can feel her body tremble. She was close, and I wanted to bring her to her climax.

I'm about to do that when there's a loud knock on my door. Not just one knock but multiple ones that followed right after.

I growl against her pussy, upset that we had been disturbed.

What the fuck did they want from us now? Hadn't they already said everything they needed to?

"Leave!" I shout for whoever is at the door.

"ATTICUS!" Damon shouts. "Get out here now! We need to get Autumn out of here. Immediately!"

I freeze.

What the hell was he talking about?

Why did we need to do that?