Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 13155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 53(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 66(@200wpm)___ 53(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Tony (Obsessed Alpha #7) |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | C.M. Steele |
| Language: | English |
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A drunken Vegas wedding leads to a quick, but unsteady marriage. Lust and hunger works until life kicks in, building a distrust and fear. Rosalyn's heart doesn't know if they can make it through the month still married. Can Tony keep his bride when work drives them apart? | |
| Books in Series: | Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele |
| Books by Author: | C.M. Steele |
Chapter One
Tony
“Tony,” Rosalyn moans against my ear, gripping onto my shoulders as she rides my thick cock.
“Fuck, babe. Bounce that ass on me.” She tosses her head back and pops her bottom up and down, working my shaft. “That’s it. Take my dick, wife.” I firmly grasp her long dark strands and tug, bringing her face to mine so I can devour her mouth. Tasting, biting and sucking on her plump lips, I’m unable to get enough of my wife, so I flip her onto her back and take control. I have to feel her under me.
“You’re mine, Rosalyn.” Taking her hands in one of mine, I raise them over her head and pin them down as I pump into her.
“I’m yours,” she pants, arching her tits in my face.
“Damn right.” I nip on her hard nipples, skimming my tongue along her supple flesh. Tracing my circles around them. “Come for me, Rosalyn.”
“Yes. I’m coming, Tony.”
“Soak my cock with your sweet juices before I fill you up with my cum. I want you’re slit dripping with my seed.”
“Give it to me.” I unload jets of my cum deep into her womb, hoping one day we’ll have a baby. We collapsed onto the mattress, rolling to my side, and bringing her back to my chest.
“Wow, that felt so good, but I’m sleepy now.”
“Sleep, my beautiful wife.” I kiss her temple and hold onto the love of my life so tight.
****
“What the fuck do you mean there’s a problem at the State Street site?” I growl, rubbing my face as I dress for work. Rosalyn’s sleeping in because I kept her up all night, fucking her until she was too tired to stay awake.
“Sorry, sir.”
“I’ll handle it.” Sighing, I end the call and toss my phone onto the dresser, accidentally sending it to the floor. Running my fingers through my hair, I pick it up and check the screen. “Fuck.”
“Is something wrong, Tony?” I shut my eyes, feeling like a prick for waking her.
“I’m sorry. Just some problems at work. Go back to sleep, babe. I didn’t mean to wake you.” I walk over to the bed and sit on the edge rubbing her side before stealing a kiss.
“I’m sorry that you’re having so many issues lately. It’s nuts how busy you are.”
“I wish it wasn’t. I want to stay home and spend time with you. I promise it will get better, but I have to leave or I’ll be late again.”
“Okay.” I have to kiss her again because I can’t do without Rosalyn. She’s the most important person in my life even though we’ve only been together two weeks.
“Sleep.” I kiss her once again before hurrying out of the room.
I get into the office an hour later with a broken phone. Luckily, I have another in my desk just in case it broke while I was on a jobsite. “Sir, you have three meetings including the clients in South Padre.”
“Okay. Activate my other phone.”
“Oh no. What happened?”
“I dropped it. Just get it done, so I can get to the State Street site.”
“Yes, Sir.” She nods and leaves my office, but I can see she’s not pleased with my tone. She’s becoming annoying lately. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m married, and I don’t want to be at work twenty-four seven anymore.
Chapter Two
Rosalyn
It’s been two weeks of problems non-stop at Tony’s construction company. He’s been gone every single day and not coming home until late at night. I’ve been doing my best to stay in control and not get jealous or aggravated, but my emotions seem to get the better of me. Every night he’s been late. I wonder if today will be the same. Should I just go back home to visit my parents? Maybe then Tony will miss me enough to realize I’m gone. It’s day three of no sex. Three days and he’s come home so late that I’ve been asleep. A part of me wonders if he’s telling the truth about all these incidents.
I call his cell phone and it goes straight to voicemail. Feeling emboldened by my growing jealousy, I call his office number. “Hello, you have reached Cynthia, Tony’s assistant. Please leave a message at the beep.” I end the call. I had no idea he gave me her number instead of his direct line. Why would he do that? “My calls need to be fielded first!” I’m livid.
I call back again and this time she picks up. “Walker Construction. This is Cynthia. How can I help you?”
“I’m calling to speak to my husband. This is Rosalyn.”
“Rosalyn? I’m sorry. Who is your husband?”
“Mr. Walker.” He didn’t even tell her my name?
“Oh yes. I’m sorry, but he’s busy at the moment with Mrs. Willard. I can tell him that you called.”
“Mrs. Willard? Never mind.” I ended the call on that note. Tony doesn’t speak about his work when he comes home. All he does is worship my body until I fall asleep. Maybe I’m overreacting. If he doesn’t spend night after night fucking me then I should be concerned.