Hot Receiver (The New York Nighthawks #6) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
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“Yes.” I panted, wrapping my legs around his hips, angling mine so I could take all of him inside me. I wanted this. I wanted him, and I never wanted this to end. I grabbed Dempsey’s hand, interlocking my fingers with his, and stared up into his eyes. “I don’t want you to be gentle this time. I’m not fragile.”

Dempsey’s eyes dilated to almost completely black, and his nostrils flared. “Are you sure, baby?”

“I’m absolutely positive.” I squeezed my legs around his hips a little harder, forcing him deeper inside me. “Give it to me like you mean it.”

That was all the confirmation he needed. Gripping my hips, he pulled almost all the way out, then plunged back inside me, ramming himself home hard enough to make me scream my pleasure for the whole world to hear.

“Yes.” I dragged him down and kissed him with all the fire and passion I felt welling up inside me. Our tongues tangled as we pushed and pulled, trying desperately to devour each other. My breath came in short gasps as he plunged into me, over and over. “Harder,” I begged.”

He squeezed his eyes shut as he took deep, bracing breaths and slowed his strokes the slightest bit. “You’re going to end this much more quickly than I want if you keep talking like that, baby. I want to make this last and make it so good for you that you can barely even stand the pleasure.”

I nipped his earlobe. “You make me feel more incredible than I ever knew possible every single time we’re together.”

I tightened my legs around his waist, just the slightest bit, to accentuate my point. Dempsey grunted in response, nuzzling my neck and biting it just hard enough to make me gasp and writhe beneath him.

“Did you like that, baby?”

“Yes.” I hissed the word through clenched teeth, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts. “I didn’t think I would, but...there was something so deliciously primal about how that felt. Like you were trying to mark me so everyone in the world would know I belong to you.”

“Fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come.” Dempsey growled the words through tightly clenched teeth, making any embarrassment I felt over my soft admission disappear. “You have no fucking clue what hearing your sweet voice talking dirty does to me.”

My lips curved into a smile of pure feminine satisfaction at Dempsey’s growled warning. “But I bet you’re going to show me, aren’t you?”

Dempsey's nostrils flared as he leaned closer, and I knew he was barely holding on to his control. I loved when he let loose with me, so I feathered kisses along the line of his jaw, doing my best to drive him completely wild with every touch of my lips. I even traced my tongue along the outer shell of his ear before I whispered, “Please.”

“Oh, I’m gonna fucking show you all right.” His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave marks, but I loved seeing the signs that he’d taken me each morning when I showered. “I’m going to fill you up to overflowing, and you’re going to feel me for days, baby. Every step you take will remind you of how it feels to have my cock deep inside your sweet pussy.”

“Oh, yes,” I gasped, digging my nails into his thick shoulders.

His strokes turned feral, rocking the whole table. “I’m going to be dripping down your thighs when we get up to walk away from this table after we’re done.”

I knew we’d been taking giant risks by having sex so often without protection, but I couldn’t find it in myself to care. It felt too good when Dempsey took me with nothing between us. “I’m so close.”

His lips crashed down on mine in an all-consuming kiss. His thrusts turned wild and ragged until he buried himself inside me with a deep, satisfied cry of pleasure that made me come, too. We stayed connected like that while we tried to catch our breath. After a few minutes, Dempsey pulled out and helped me slide off the table to my feet. Suddenly light-headed from getting up too quickly, I swayed against him, my stomach roiling until I pressed my face against his chest and dragged his masculine scent deep into my lungs. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I’d found myself addicted to his smell the past few days.

11

Dempsey

When the ringing of my cell phone woke me, I almost shut it off and snuggled back into bed. I’d kept Skye up pretty late, and we both needed the rest. But as I reached over to decline the call, I saw Gil’s name on the screen. I’d never dreaded hearing from him before, and I should have been racing to answer, considering the information I was waiting for.

No matter which way it went, his news would change everything. There would be no more ignoring the future and hoping that Skye would want to stay when the time came. Wishing she’d fallen as hard for me as I had for her. The what-if was here, and I had to face it one way or the other.


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