He stops

Atlas suddenly opens his mouth, taking it away from your aching cock.

"Noooo!" You shout in agony, immediately covering your mouth to syphon it.

You look around, confirming that no paid any attention to your outburst, before looking back down at Atlas.

"Come on!" You whisper down to him, the desperation clear in your voice.

Atlas simply stares back at you.

"Please! I'll do whatever you want, just let me cum!" You realize your begging now, but can't find the strength to care.

Atlas continues to stare at you, you can almost feel he gaze striking through you, his eyes filled with mischievous glee. He takes a few light steps back, remaining under the table before tilting his head down, attempting to bring your attention down towards he erect cock.

"What? You want a foot job or something?" You ask, hoping you can do something discreet and quick in order to get your release sooner.

You watch Atlas shake his head from side to side, before making a clear thrusting motion with his hips.

"What? Not here!" you say as you realize what he's asking of you.

He continues to stare at you, making it clear that the only way he's going to allow you to cum is if he's also cuming, deep in your ass.

You're at a loss for what to do. You're **** for release but also in a very public place at the moment, not to mention the fact that it is you who is supposed to be calling the shots. You know if you give into him now, you doubt there's any chance of going back.