Noble Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
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Her ass, her face, her smile, the way she talked, moved, blinked, every fucking thing. I’d fucked her for six hours straight and it still hadn’t been enough. In that time I’d only cum twice. Once in her cunt and once in her mouth.

Shit! I’d only asked her about her medical record but I forgot to ask if she was on the pill. How could I do that? It was bad enough that I’d foregone my usual modus operandi, sending the woman to get a complete physical. But I’d fucked her raw. My boys have never swum in an unprotected pussy since I was a green youth of seventeen.

Instead of heading to the laptop I found myself in the shower washing the night off me. Her scent was already implanted in my system and I missed the feel of her beneath me, wrapped around my cock.

After a shower that did nothing to quell my libido, I headed for bed and a much-needed nap. She followed me there too.

EMERALD

I didn’t see him all that day and wasn’t sure if I was happy about that or not. I sure did take my sweet time closing up that night and finally accepted that I was indeed disappointed when he was a no-show. So much for ‘see you tomorrow’.

I refuse to feel sorry for myself. At least I’d had one night of wild uninhibited fun. I blushed at the feel of tightness between my legs and the tugging in my thought at the memories. I’d changed my panty liner three times today because of him. I didn’t know semen leaked that long.

I made my way home, fighting the disappointment that he wasn’t here. I took a nice soothing shower with my favorite mango peach gel and took the time to moisturize from head to toe, paying special interest to my nipples that were sore from his teeth. Damn, I could barely touch them they were so sensitive.

I brushed my hair the way I have been since I was five and read somewhere that you should give your hair at least one hundred stroked with the brush at night before bed.

Studying myself in the mirror I was still pleased with what I saw. It had been a long time since I’d thought of my imaginary mother, but sometimes, like now, it was hard to believe we weren’t related. That’s how Travis had got me.

He didn’t come right out and say ‘anyone ever tell you-you look like Elizabeth Taylor’ the way everybody else does. No, he just spent the first hour at the bar following me with his eyes and not even trying to hide it. Until I finally leaned into his face and asked him point blank what the hell he was staring at.

I was still smarting from what that snake Dale had done to me and according to Cecil and Josiah, the Dr. Phils of Moss Creek, I was on the high end of bitchy. Travis had smoothly tipped his beer to his lips those killer blues of his holding mine and taken a long drink.

I’d swallowed hard and my body started to tingle. Then he took the bottle from his lips and leaned into my face, returning the favor. “I was just thinking, you look like my childhood movie crush. I was wondering if that tight little body of yours could possibly live up to the promise it’s making.”

I didn’t know what to say to that bold statement. The people in Moss Creek tend to lean more towards the deceitful than outright telling it like it is. Trying to traverse a conversation around here is like walking a minefield.

Anyway, that’s how he got me. Silly huh. I turned out the bathroom light and walked into my bedroom and pulled back the covers. I was starting to feel sorry for myself again but this time it wasn’t because of my failed wedding day, but because He wasn’t here.

I pulled the covers up around me and fluffed my pillow for the one-hundredth time before settling down. I thought for sure I wouldn’t get any sleep that night, but I guess screwing the night away the night before had finally caught up with me.

I was having the best dream. Something soft and wet was tickling my hoo-hah and she was feeling really good. Whatever it was-was easing the soreness from between my thighs and I found myself moving as my body reached, seeking something…

I opened my legs wider because that seemed like the thing to do and that something slid deeper inside me. My body floated on a cloud as sweet release moved through me.

I came awake when I felt his fullness being shoved into me. My mouth opened to scream but his hand came down and covered it as he fucked into me. I remembered this from last night. That and the glow of his eyes told me who ‘he’ was.


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