Come Undone – Love Bites Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Kink, Novella, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
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I've never felt so exposed or so good before. The way he uses his tongue is art. Just as he demanded, I scream for him. I scream until my throat is raw and an intense orgasm shatters me apart like finely blown glass. It's incredible.

His fingers join his tongue then, manipulating my body like a familiar instrument. The symphony he plays against my folds goes on and on, leaving me breathless. When his eyes meet mine again, he grins, his green eyes nearly black with lust.

"I like the way you scream my name," he murmurs, rising to his feet with me in his arms. He carefully lays me on the bed before tugging his shirt off over his head. The lines of ink on his arms are etched across his pecs too. Reds and blacks dip and swirl against his golden skin until the dragon inked there seems to move with the muscle beneath. He's hard and taut everywhere, his years as a roofer having molded his body into lithe, powerful muscle.

"You like the ink," he says, as he undoes the tool belt and lets it drop to the floor with a thud. He isn't asking. His words are a simple statement of fact. "You really do like the bad boys, don't you?"

I can't make my mouth work well enough to form an answer. I'm still dazed, the two orgasms leaving my entire body feeling hazy and insubstantial. All I can do is stare at him. But it's not bad boys I like. It's him.

He undresses with steady hands, not cocky at what he reveals to me, but confident with what he reveals to me. I can't look away. He's breathtaking. His pants drop slowly, his cock springing free.

"Oh," I mouth, desire breaking through the post-orgasmic haze and sending another rush of arousal flooding between my legs. His cock is long and thick, jutting proudly from his body. He's so hard, the bulbous head purple and glistening with pre-cum, his balls tight beneath.

"Look at it, Arwen," he demands, wrapping his hand around that beautiful cock and pumping. "Imagine how I'm going to feel inside of you. How tight you're going to feel stretched around my cock. Do you want it, little one?"

"Yes," I whisper, arching against the bed in anticipation.

He crawls onto the bed above me, urging my legs apart. "I want to see you when I fuck you, sweetheart," he whispers, leaning down to pull my nipple into his mouth. He bites gently and then tugs with his teeth before releasing it. "I want to watch your face when you come on my cock for the first time."

I moan loudly and writhe against him.

He hitches my leg around his hip and guides himself to my entrance. "Open your eyes," he croons as his tip nudges my entrance. "Watch me while I fill you."

My eyes flew open wide, locking on his face as he begins to press himself inside of me. He does it slowly, stretching me inch by inch. There's a brief flash of pain when my virgin barrier tears, but as soon as I tense, he kisses me, and I forget all about it. By the time he lets me up for air, the pain is gone.

He sheathes himself inside me in one deep thrust then. His head kicks back on his shoulders, a pleased growl tearing from his lips. The expression on his face is captivating. It's pleasure and pain, desire and need.

I know my own matches. I've never felt so full, stretched wide around his thick cock. It's overwhelmingly perfect. I want to cry with the pleasure of it. I lay still instead, savoring the way he feels inside me, on top of me.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Arwen," he whispers, easing himself out. "Hard."

"Oh God," I whimper, my stomach muscles contracting.

"My name is Granger, little one. Scream it for me," he murmurs, and begins to move. He goes slow at first, letting me get used to the way he feels. Within moments, I'm pleading for more. I don't want him to hold back or take it easy on me. I'm not delicate.

"More," I gasp, writhing beneath him. "More."

He growls and fucks me harder, his powerful thrusts driving his cock into me hard and fast. "Feel it, Arwen," he groans between hard, driving strikes. "Feel what I can do to you. Your accountant couldn't do this, little one. He doesn't know what you need. He doesn't know how to take care of you like I do."

I moan loudly in response, unable to find the words to tell him there is no accountant.

"He doesn't know how dirty you can be," he grunts, adjusting his hold on my hip. It allows him to drive deeper. The bed rocks and groans beneath us. I don't care. I'm in heaven, crying out in bliss with every thrust. "I know though. I know just how to make you come undone."


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