Brutal Power – Arranged Marriage Mafia Read Online B.B. Hamel

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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
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“You want me to let loose?” His voice goes low and husky. One hand cups my ass and a thrill runs into my stomach. That’s not really what I meant—but now that I’m pressed against him and he’s touching me, it’s a very tempting alternative.

He cups my chin and kisses me.

I sink into his touch. Every time we do this, it’s like tasting him for the first time and I can’t help the sudden swell of excitement that fills my core. It’s magic, this sensation, it’s more than just desire and lust, it’s like I’m coming awake for the very first time and lifting my head up to see the stars and the sky, and it’s Brody’s hands on my body, his tongue on my tongue, his taste flooding my mind like pure, perfect drugs.

I grind into him. I can’t help myself. He lets out a low grunt and holds me still, leaning back to study my face. “You realize my mother’s outside that door?”

“Go lock it.”

He looks torn, but it’s the first flash of emotion I’ve gotten from him all day. “We shouldn’t. Someone might need me.”

“I need you right now, Brody. Go lock the door.”

His jaw works, then he stands and knocks me off. I think he’s about to storm out, but instead he clicks the button on the knob and turns to me.

I take off my shirt. His eyes move down to my breasts and I unhook my bra, letting him stare, my body trembling the whole time. I love the way he licks his lips as I unbutton my pants and shimmy out of them until I’m standing in front of him in just a pair of panties and nothing else. He takes a step closer and he’s breathing fast, and the way he’s looking at me like I’m heaven and he doesn’t know if he belongs is both breaking my heart and making me want him badly.

“How badly do you need me?” he asks, his voice gruff.

I walk to him slowly, letting him look at my body as I approach. “I don’t know when it happened, but now I wake up every morning looking for you.” I stand in front of him. He closes the distance between us, one hand on the small of my back, the other gently teasing my breasts, playing with a nipple, squeezing softly. It’s like he doesn’t notice that he’s doing it. Like his hands can’t help but touch me. I shiver as pleasure floods my spine.

“I feel the same way,” he whispers and kisses my neck. He stoops and latches his lips around one nipple, sucking hard. I release a moan but stifle it, trying to be quiet.

“You don’t always have to be in charge, you know,” I say as I lace my fingers in his hair. “When you’re the boss of your family, everything’s your responsibility. But when you’re my husband? When we’re alone together? You can let some of it go.”

“It’s not easy for me,” he says, trailing kisses up my chest, his hand moving down to slide between my legs. I bite my lip to keep from moaning. It feels so fucking good and I’m absolutely drenched right now. “Even when we’re alone, I have a thousand voices in my head, all fighting for my attention.”

“Then let me quiet them.” I push him back slightly and drop to my knees.

“Elena,” he says as I unbuckle his belt. He doesn’t resist as I take off his pants, tugging them down, followed by his boxer-briefs. I take his thick, hard cock in one hand and stroke him, staring up into his eyes.

“Relax,” I say and sit up straight until the tip of his cock is on my tongue. I lick him nice and slow. “It’s just me and you right now.”

“God, you’re so fucking sexy,” he says, running a hand into my hair.

I take him into my mouth and grip his ass. I’m in control right now, even though I’m the one on my knees, and I set the pace. I suck him slow, not giving in when he grips my hair harder, licking and kissing and teasing his cock, practically worshipping him.

“I find you so fucking sexy too,” I whisper as I stroke him. “I’m so wet right now from sucking your cock. I love the way you taste and all those dirty little moans you make. When I’m on my knees and your dick is in my mouth, I’m the only person you care about in the world, and I love it.”

“Baby,” he moans as I take him deep into my mouth, into my throat, and pull back. I suck him fast, letting spit roll down his shaft, moaning as I do it. He gasps and I lose myself, going deep and pulling back, taking control of him. I put a hand between my legs, spreading my knees wider, and stroke my own pussy while I take him in and out of my mouth.


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