Claiming His Christmas Tree Topper Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
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I hold her in my arms and lean down to press my lips to hers, and it feels…right. Has anything in my life ever felt so perfect? The answer is swift and easy as I kiss her again. I’ve never, ever been consumed like this. When she took a step toward me, it was like my magnet flipped over and connected to hers. I couldn’t get to her fast enough, and now as I kiss her I want to breathe her into every corner of my lungs.

“Tell me to stop,” I say, tightening my arms around her and lowering my hands.

“Please,” she begs as her fingers grip my hair and she pulls me impossibly closer.

That undeniable pull to her is a living, breathing thing, and it’s forging her body to mine like lava. Without hesitation, I lift her in my arms, and her legs wrap around me. I don’t know who she is, but my soul knows every inch of hers.

When I walk forward, I reach the edge of the bed and lay her on it. She doesn't let go of me right away, and I cling to her just as much as she clings to me. I kiss her neck and down her perfect soft skin to the swell of her breasts in the strapless bra.

I lean back to look into those dark eyes, and I cup her cheek. “One word, and this ends,” I say, giving her a hard stare. “You don’t do anything you don’t want to.” It would be the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do, but I want her to know she can stop this.

“I-I need you,” she says, and I see the pleading in her eyes.

I don’t know exactly what she means, but I feel my chest tighten, and I wonder when was the last time she felt safe.

“I’ll take care of you.” I kiss my way down to her stomach, and her back arches as I lick a circle around her belly button. She’s sensitive here, and I make a mental note to come back to this next time. Because after one taste I already know there will be more than just this moment.

I kneel down at the edge of the bed and grab her thighs to pull her to the edge. She lets out a little squeal as I push her knees open and stare down at the white panties covering her pussy. Her slit is wet, and I lick my lips, ready to taste her, but I pause, waiting for the invitation.

Her fingers reach out, and she pushes the hair that’s fallen over my forehead out of the way. It’s so tender and sweet that it makes a warm, comforting wave wash over me. I turn my face into her touch and kiss the inside of her thigh.

I use my fingers to pull the material away and then lick the silky seam of her pussy. She’s wet and warm as my tongue delves inside, and I cover my lips in her honey. She’s slippery and delicate when I slide my fingers into her, and I feel her answering clench. Her pussy is so tight and hot that I have to take a breath because I’m afraid I’m going to cum.

Her fingers grip my hair harder, and with only a few swipes of my tongue up and down her slit over her hard clit, she’s crying out. She’s a hair-trigger touch, and my cock grows proud at how easily she came for me.

I watch her over the mound of her pussy as she closes her eyes tight and rides out the pleasure. She’s an angel in white, and maybe I’m the devil that’s come to steal her soul, but goddamn, I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. She’s perfection head to toe, and her soul sings to mine like a siren.

My tongue continues to massage her clit, and she goes off quickly once again. The thought of the hours of pleasure she’s going to give me just by cumming is like a drug, and I know that I won’t want to stop. Ever.

“Inside me,” she calls, rocking her hips on my tongue. “Please, I need you.”

Hearing her need is like a call to battle as I wrench open my pants and free my cock. He springs out long and hard and so fucking heavy, heat pooling in the length.

I grab the edge of her panties, and with one quick tug they disintegrate, and I toss the scraps to the floor. I’m still fully dressed as I crawl on top of her, but I can’t be bothered to stop. Not yet. Her strapless bra has moved down around her waist, and her hard nipples are begging for attention. Her tits are full and feel heavy in my palms, and I lick her nipples like I did her pussy.


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