Stalking His Bride Read Online Lucy Darling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
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“He does not look tired.” I walk over to the bed and fall over onto it, making Bear bounce. James leans over, giving me a kiss. This is interrupted with Bear kisses that make me giggle.

“I'm going to make sure all the food and stuff is put away.” I watch as he leaves the bedroom. I slip under the covers. Bear walks in circles before he plops down at the end of the bed. I try and listen to hear what James is doing. I should probably get up. I’m going to have to lock the door behind him.

I stop when James comes strolling back into the room. My eyes drop to his bare chest and travel down to the perfect V that I’ve only ever seen on men in magazines. I’m sad that I can’t see any further because his gray sweatpants are in the way.

He makes his way to the other side of the bed, getting in. He drops his phone on the nightstand and then flips the light off. I lie there, not sure what to say.

“Come here.” James' arm wraps around my waist as he pulls me across the bed until my back is pressed against his chest. He wraps his arm around me before he buries his face in my neck. I smile.

“You’re staying?”

“Yep.” That makes me smile even bigger. “Goodnight, sweetness.”

“Goodnight, James.” I snuggle in deeper to him. It’s only a matter of seconds before sleep takes me.

11

James

I put Bear down, giving him a fresh bowl of water and some food. I give him one last small pet on the head. He slept through most of the night. He started to get a little restless at some point, at which I’d creeped out of bed and took him down for a walk so that he didn’t wake Carly.

We haven't had the pup long and he already looks a few pounds bigger. He definitely isn’t going to make it long in an apartment of this size. The bed is a tight fit already with only Carly and me. By the look of Bear’s paws, he’s going to be a giant.

I’m in no way, shape or form complaining about how small the bed is. It works out in my favor. My girl is a cuddler and I’ve had to listen all night while she made these tiny moans in her sleep. I’m not sure if they were comforting or torture. If you ask me I would say they were the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard, but I don’t think my dick would agree with that.

I look up from Bear when I hear a vibrating sound to see Carly’s phone buzzing across the table. I go over to turn it off. It’s probably one of her millions of alarms. She really does think she’s going to forget something. Every time the thing goes off she’s already doing whatever the reminder is.

I pick up the phone to see the word mom scrolling across the screen. I toss it on the sofa to silence the vibration. I’m not going to give her mom the fuck-you button because she’ll blame Carly for it. I also refuse to go to wake my girl up for her to talk to either. I have a feeling that mom of hers has left a few bruises on my girl that I’m going to work hard to fix.

When I get back to the bedroom, I leave the door open a little in case Bear wants to come in. Carly lies in the center of the bed, pillows now somehow tossed all around her. She shifts around again trying to get comfortable, but it’s not working.

I pull the shirt back off and kick my jeans free before I crawl back into the bed with her. Like a missile seeking heat she finds me. As soon as she’s done wrapping herself around me, her whole body relaxes and she gives me one of the moans. The sweet ones that go straight to my dick.

“James?” She sighs my name, sliding her leg over my stomach. She presses her soft tits into my side and I can feel her nipples getting hard. “James?” She says my name again, still not really sounding awake. I can’t see her eyes but can feel her warm breath on my neck.

“I’m here, sweetness,” I tell her, running my hand up and down her back, hating the oversized shirt that’s hiding far too much skin for me. She shifts again, sliding more of herself on top of me. I’m not sure what I should do.

My hand trails down her side to her ass. I give her a small push. It doesn’t take much before her leg slips right over the other side of me, causing her warm panty covered pussy to press into my lower stomach. Her ass is teasing the head of my cock.


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