Crossland (Billionaire’s Game #4) Read Online Samantha Whiskey

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Billionaire's Game Series by Samantha Whiskey
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
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“No,” I assured her. I’d made double sure before I purchased the place for this very reason, not that I’d ever fucked someone in my apartment.

Holy shit.

I’d never fucked anyone here before. It had always been at their place or while traveling.

Damn.

A shot of nerves tingled up my spine, but I forced the sensation away, distracting myself with the absolute stunning way Aspen looked splayed out beneath me, all naked and flushed.

“Too bad,” she said, a little mischievous grin shaping her lips that shocked the hell out of me.

I shed my boxer-briefs and parted her thighs, moving between them but not bringing us flush yet. “Do you like that idea, kitten?” I asked, bending over her to brace myself with one arm near her head. “The idea of getting caught?”

She bit that plump lip of hers. “Maybe,” she said, and fuck me, heat speared through my veins at her little admission. There was a certain level of trust in sharing that, and I sure as fuck wouldn’t take it for granted.

“Sometime,” I said. “I’ll fuck you in public and give you what you want.”

She reached up, exploring the planes of my chest and the ink I had there, then lower, until she met my aching cock and gripped it. “I just want you,” she said, and those words were my undoing.

I groaned as she stroked me, guiding the tip of my dick through her wetness, teasing us both until I pumped into her hand, my hips thrusting into her touch on instinct. I pressed my lips against hers, kissing her with a newly formed hunger that had everything to do with her playing.

“Condom,” I growled against her mouth when she’d moved me inside her an inch before pulling me out again. “Now,” I said when she didn’t let go.

“Say please,” she said, and I swear to fuck I almost came at the demand.

I lifted up enough to look down at her properly, tangling my fingers in her hair and tugging on it just enough that she gasped and arched her neck. I bent down, sucking roughly on the soft patch of skin beneath her jaw, and felt her grip on me tighten.

“You first, kitten,” I finally said when she’d arched her hips, desperately trying to get to more of me.

“Please,” she said, instantly conceding.

She released me, and I was gone and back in a matter of seconds, condom on and ready.

It took all of the willpower I possessed to not instantly sink inside her, instead ensuring I went slow. It was our first time, after all, and I wasn’t exactly average size.

“Cross,” she gasped as I sank inside inch by agonizingly slow inch until, finally, I was seated to the hilt inside her.

I held still, giving her time to adjust, and letting her take the reins even though I was on top. After a few seconds, she started to move, wrapping her legs around my back and urging me to pull out and pump back inside her.

Fuck, she felt like a goddamn dream. All searing silk and fire, her walls hugging my cock perfectly as I sank inside her again and again.

“Fucking hell, kitten,” I said, shifting above her to slide an arm beneath her lower back, hefting her up so I could fuck her deeper. “You feel amazing.”

“Cross,” she moaned. “Ohmigod,” she said, gasping as she urged me to go faster. “I’m…I’m…”

Fuck me, she pulsed around my cock, already coming again, the sensation snapping every thread of self-control I possessed. I pumped into her harder, her slickness allowing me to slide in and out so damn well.

Her nails dug into my back, the sweetest little bite of pain adding to the pleasure building beneath my skin as I slammed home again and again. I looked down at her, appreciating every inch of her, and lingered on where we connected, loving the way my cock looked gliding in and out of her pussy.

My eyes trailed back to hers, and I savored the look of pure pleasure coating her features, loved the crinkle between her brow as I pushed her to that edge again. My fucking chest filled with pride that I was the one taking her here, the one making her sigh like that, whimper all needy like that.

“Cross,” she said again. “I…I can’t…” Her words were breathless, her brow pinched and back arching as I felt her clench tighter around my cock.

“You can, kitten,” I assured her, wondering how she was already spent after just two orgasms. Who the hell had she been with before that would stop after just one? We’d have to work on those numbers, and I found myself more than delighted at the prospect of doing just that.

“Oh, God,” she said, her thighs tightening on my hips. “You…fuck,” she moaned. “You feel so damn good, Cross.”


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