Cheater Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
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He gets himself settled, opens his book, and resumes reading.

I set my book on the table beside me, face flaming.

“You wanna watch TV?” he asks, casually.

“No,” I snap, then flick the lamp off, turn onto my side and stare into space, feeling the grimace on my face.

“Is my light bothering you?” Derek asks.

“No,” I say.

“Sure?” he checks.

“I’m sure,” I answer.

And then I realize I’m supposed to be acting bitchy. I’m supposed to be behaving like a shrew who’s difficult to get along with and who a man would see as impossible to live with. I guess I’ll try again tomorrow.

There are a lot of things bothering me right now, not the least of which is him pointing out yet another flaw in my relationship with Adam. But miraculously, I somehow manage to fall asleep almost immediately.

The room is bright, and I’ve been awake for a while, watching her sleep. I seem to sleep better when she’s beside me. I’m feeling well-rested. And big things are happening in my chest.

When I woke to her beside me, I instantly knew I’d never tire of watching her sleep. She looks like an angel. She’s wearing a pair of the pajamas I had brought in. Royal blue silk ones. I run my hand up her leg and feel the silk between my fingers.

No, she didn’t choose to come to me like I wanted, but she is here in my bed. The rest will come. I’ll make sure of that.

Today, she meets the rest of my family. She also gets my surprise, which I’m beyond excited to show her.

Her eyes open and stare into mine.

“Mornin’,” I greet, my hand finding its way up to her face. I rub my thumb over her cheekbone as my fingers move through her hair.

Those blue eyes stare sleepily for a moment, then seem to snap out of a daze before shooting me a look of disdain as she rolls away from me to rush to the bathroom.

After a few minutes, I hear the shower, so I decide to join her.

She’s locked me out. That’s okay, this flimsy doorknob lock is no match for my desire.

She’s rinsing her hair when I join her wearing nothing but a smile.

“What are you doing?” she growls, trying in vain to shield her nudity with her arm and a big bath sponge.

“Saying good morning to my future wife,” I inform as I drop to my knees while grabbing her by the hips and steadying her against the tiled wall so I can bury my face between her legs. And I do, just before she manages to clamp them shut. I swipe my tongue through her folds. I taste a little bit of soap and she stumbles a little, trying to protest, so I steer her until she sits on the shower bench, keeping a firm hold of her while continuing to work her with my fingers and my mouth.

She keeps trying to fight me, so I lean back and give her a reprimanding look as I smack her clit. She jolts, mouth dropping open in shock.

“How dare you!” Chloe gasps.

“I dare like this,” I state and give it another smack.

“Derek!” she shouts, but the way she does it fails to hide how she really feels about it.

I smack it a third time and then lean forward and latch onto her breast, taking a hard pull on her nipple, which makes her back arch. I take the opportunity to stuff her cunt with two fingers. I get no resistance whatsoever and it’s not water from the shower that grants me access.

I decide the water, bench, and the wet tiles are too much of a hassle during this struggle she’s keeping up, so I grab her and throw her over my shoulder before taking her slightly slippery body back to bed, dropping her on it, falling on top of her, giving her all my weight.

She grunts in response, trying to fight me off.

“Spirited this morning, aren’t you?” I ask, laughing darkly and grabbing her wrists, I pin them so I can impale her with a slam of my hips.

And I see the light burn in her blue eyes as I pull back and slam in again, keeping her pinned but transferring both of her wrists to my left hand, gripping them tight to the pillows above her head so I can slide my right hand between us and tease her clit while slowly driving into her over and over.

“This is a nice Sunday morning ritual, isn’t it?” I muse and kiss her.

She bites me.

I hiss while jerking my head back in shock.

I taste blood on my bottom lip.

Alarm registers in her eyes and I’m guessing it’s because of the look on my face.

I go feral and attack her mouth.

“Now you get to taste my blood too, little bunny,” I tell her, as my hips slam forward repeatedly while I hold her mouth hostage with mine.


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