BULKY Read Online Jessa Kane

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Novella, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
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Jesus, I’m trying very hard to keep my voice even, to keep my hands to myself, but the girl I’ve been craving like oxygen for three days is right in front of me, her supple tits barely covered by two little triangles, her pussy cupped lovingly by wet bottoms. Her mouth is on level with my cock and I can only replay the dozen or so times she greeted me at the hotel suite by unbuckling my belt and sucking me off. The memories make me hard and I have no means of hiding it, my stiffening shaft drawing her blue eyes, making her mouth part on a breath.

“Gunner,” she whispers, eyelashes fluttering. Teeth sinking into her lip.

Mannerisms that used to signal she was horny.

No. No, I’m not being drawn in. I’m not going to be a fool a second time. She doesn’t have genuine desire for me. It was always about the money.

“Why didn’t you tell me your father was broke?”

Gasping, she shoots to her feet.

She sways and I catch her up against me, so she won’t fall, swallowing a groan over the perfect contact, the smoothness of her skin, the way her little tits smash to my big chest.

“H-how did you find out?”

“He told me.” I brush a hand down her wet hair. “It’s going to be fine, Josie. You don’t have to worry one more day. I’m going to take care of everything.” With determination, refusal to force her any more into touching me, I take my hands off of her and back away.

For some reason, that distresses her. She makes a hiccupping sound and clutches the front of my shirt, pulling me back. Confusing the hell out of me.

“Baby, you don’t have to sleep with me anymore. You never had to in the first place. I would have taken care of the tuition, no questions asked.”

She shakes her head a little frantically, forehead knitting together. “No. Gunner, no. You have the wrong idea.” Her hands run up and down my chest. “I wanted to sleep with you. I wanted so much more—”

“Josie, stop.” I pry her wrists away from me, even though her touch is bringing me back to life. I can’t allow it. Can’t allow her to feel obligated. “You can thank me with words. You don’t have to sacrifice your body. I’m sorry you felt like you had no other choice—”

Her mouth pushes up against mine from below, then higher when she rises up on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my neck. I’m not expecting the kiss, it shocks me to my core, but my reaction to it is no surprise. I’m a fiend for this girl. My dick is in launch position like the space shuttle, my tongue eagerly tasting her mouth, my hands reuniting with the taut curve of her butt cheeks, giving them one hungry squeeze, before making one last-ditch effort to back off. To do the right thing.

She doesn’t let me.

Never taking her mouth off mine, Josie perches a knee on my hip and uses it as leverage to squirm up the front of my body, manacling her legs around my waist, our mouths turning wild. Tongues clashing and smoothing, lips slanting. I’m a man who never expected to see the sun again and suddenly finds himself on a white-sand beach, my obsession with Josie giving me no choice but to take, to kiss her back with every ravenous notion inside of me, my fingers untying her bikini top in back, tossing it away so I can rake my tongue across her perky little nipples.

“Gunner,” she whines, head falling back. “How can you think I don’t really want you?” Her dazed bedroom eyes lock on mine, her pussy rubbing, rubbing on my erect dick. “Fuck me, Papa,” she whines. “I need your come so bad.”

“No…” I search for my conscience, but it’s diminished in the path of her sensuality. In the path of my devotion to her. “Josie, you don’t have to.”

“I want to,” she sobs, dropping her right hand to my belt, tearing leather through buckle, button through hole. “You’ll believe me when you feel how wet I am.”

“You were swimming,” I say raggedly, sucking her nipples into my mouth, one by one.

“No!” She slaps me across the face. “It’s for you.”

“Liar,” I bite out, directly against her lips, losing control. Yeah, it’s gone. She’s a little brat who has slapped her Papa and now she needs secret punishing. I jerk down my zipper, using the stiff head of my cock to shove aside the crotch of her bathing suit bottoms, finding her warm and soaked, her little hole clenching excitedly.

What if…what if she’s really wet for me?

No. No, I refuse to be a fool again.

I’ve known from the beginning there is only one way I get to tap a beauty like this—and it’s money. “A million dollars,” I say thickly, working in the first few inches of my dick, a groan building in my chest. Tight. So fucking tight. “I’ll give you a million dollars a ride. Just don’t leave me high and dry, baby. I need it. I need this pussy.” I thrust all the way in and she whimpers, even as her eyes cloud over with dismay. Dismay that is quickly gone once I start to bounce her, rifling up into her hot channel with animalistic bucks of my hips.


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