My Best Friend’s Silver Fox Daddy Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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“You feel so good, Mr. Hooper,” I say, my breath wispy.

A low groan passes his lips, and a strange expression touches his features. He stares at me like he knows he shouldn’t enjoy hearing me call him that, but enjoys it anyway. Like, really enjoys it, if his cock twitching and growing even harder is any judge. I thrust myself up and down, harder and faster, drawing a long, sensual groan from him.

He swells inside of me, and he clenches his jaw, the veins in his neck standing out as he tries to hold himself back. My body is alight with sensations, almost too many to handle. My cries are stuttering, and my heart feels like it’s beating out of my chest. My stomach tightens as I feel him right on the brink, and when he presses his head back against the couch and cries out, I feel my pussy gripping onto him tighter as I thrust myself down on him one last time.

Mr. Hooper explodes. As I feel the rush of his warm, sticky come filling me up, I throw my head back and cry out his name. My body shakes wildly, and my heart stutters as my breath is driven from my lungs. He grabs my hips, thrusting himself upward, driving himself into me as he comes. It touches off bursts of sensation inside me. With his hands on my hips, we remain locked in that position, seemingly frozen in that moment in time as we tremble together.

It takes a moment, but my breath finally returns, and my heart slips back into its steady rhythm once more. Feeling boneless, I slump forward, pressing my forehead to his. Mr. Hooper stares into my eyes, a crooked grin upon his lips. We linger in the moment, relishing the feelings of light, glowing energy that envelops us.

“This isn’t what I intended when I came by,” he says.

“I think it worked out just fine.”

He laughs softly. “Yeah, so do I.”

Still straddling his lap, I lay my head on his shoulder and breathe in his musky, masculine scent. Mr. Hooper trails his fingers through my hair and down my back, gently stroking me. The tips of his fingers leave trails of warmth on my skin and make my heart swell. I can’t help but feel like something has shifted between us. I can’t explain it. I don’t even really understand it. But it feels like there’s been some fundamental change in our relationship.

He may have come here to tell me this couldn’t happen again, but something changed for him. Maybe it was just lust. Desire. But I don’t think so. I think whatever it is goes deeper than that. He leans forward and presses a kiss to my forehead. I nuzzle closer to him, relishing the feel of his body, so taut and warm, against my own. This is definitely getting complicated.

But I like it.

8

MARCUS

“This place is nice,” she says.

“It’s one of my favorite sushi spots.”

We get up from the table, full after a terrific meal. It’s been a couple of weeks since I showed up at Morgan’s place, fully intending to tell her we couldn’t see each other like that again. Heading over to her apartment, my resolve had been firm. After thinking about it and everything Mo had said, I decided I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t do that to Kelsey. But the moment I arrived and saw her standing in the doorway, I felt my resolve begin to waver. And when I looked into her bright blue eyes, it collapsed completely. I had to have her.

Since then, we’ve been seeing a lot more of each other. And not just to screw. I guess it’s fair to say we’ve been dating. Something changed inside of me. It wasn’t just physical. It was more than that. It was deeper. When I was looking into her eyes that night, I just felt something shift. I’ve known this girl for a really long time, and I’ve always known what kind of person she is.

That night in her apartment, I really saw her. The blinders came off, and I saw Morgan for everything she is. And that sense of connection I felt for her—that I denied myself for so long—only grew stronger. I don’t know yet how I’m going to explain this to Kelsey, but I’ve been happier these last couple of weeks than I have in a very long time. I’ve felt a lightness and joy that’ve been absent from my life for years. I hope she can understand that.

I’ve gotten a few looks when we’ve gone out. It’s pretty obvious she’s considerably younger than I am. But Morgan has never once made me feel weird about it. She’s never teased me about the age difference or made me feel like this thing between us is anything but right. And when we’re out and she notices those strange, disapproving looks on the faces of other people, she usually doubles down by kissing me or doing something else that seems to scandalize other people, which is something she finds funny.


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