The Carpenter’s Secret Baby (The Mountain Man’s Mail-Order Bride #7) Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Novella Tags Authors: Series: The Mountain Man's Mail-Order Bride Series by Aria Cole
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Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
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She rises to her knees, eyes locked on me—so hungry she practically drools. My cock stands rigid, thick and impatient, aimed straight for her. I ache to plunge back into that soft heat, to hear her choke on my length again. Instead, I carry her to the bedroom, eager to be buried inside her again.

“You want this cock, don’t you?” I tease when I set her down on our bed, wrapping my hand around my shaft and stroking slow, deliberate glides that leave her breathless. I watch her eyes, see the truth there. “Answer me.”

She murmurs, “Yes,” head bent, mesmerized by my touch.

“Not yet.” I press her thighs apart, thumbs digging in at her hips, then lean down to lavish one long, torturous lick from her entrance up to her clit. She arches, groaning as my tongue flicks and swirls, teasing her opening before plunging inside in soft, wet strokes. I clamp my teeth on her swollen nub and pull, sucking until she’s slick and glistening.

When her thighs shine with her arousal, I slip a finger inside, hook her walls, then add a second. “Don’t come.”

I drag my fingers in and out, curl them to hit every sensitive ridge, my other hand pinching and rolling her clit. She trembles, moans, her body arching under my ministrations as she claws at her own breast.

I ease up just enough to speak. “Hold it, beautiful. I want you to come with my cock driving in and out of you.” My voice rumbles low as I swirl my fingers around her clit again, spreading her wetness up over her belly.

She whimpers, “I can’t,” fingers clenching her other nipple as I thrust deeper.

“The longer you wait, the harder you’ll crash,” I growl, easing off the pressure so I can draw out her need. I flick her nipple, coaxing her arousal upward, then lean in, dragging my tongue over her skin in a hot, wet trail. “Put it in your mouth.”

Her brow furrows. I cup her jaw, make her look at me. Desire flashes in her eyes, and I know she’s mine to command. “Your tits are big enough. Do it.”

She lifts a breast, shapes it into her palm, and brings her nipple to her lips. My heart pounds as she wraps her mouth around herself, tongue flicking and sucking with abandon. A fresh wave of lust surges through me at the sight.

“That’s it, baby.” I thrust my fingers in again, curling them inside her, brushing every nerve. Then I lower my head, seize her clit between my lips, and suck, even as I watch her mouth work on her breast.

She trembles against me, voice ragged: “Fuck, I can’t anymore.”

I pull back just enough to speak against her skin. “You gonna come for me, baby?”

Her answer is a broken moan: “Yes.”

“Come all over my face?” I ask, my grip on her hair tightening.

“Yesss.”

That’s all the invitation I need. I thrust my hips forward, filling her tightness completely, and ride her release as she paints my skin with her climax.

I won’t go without her. I break away and before she realizes it, I thrust deep inside her. She moans. I fill her totally, and start to pound. I grab both her breasts, squeezing them gently. I brush my thumbs over her nipples. My hair falls over my forehead, eyes closed, as I bite down on my bottom lip, pleasure coursing through me.

"Jack, God, Jack," She moans my name as she comes, her body shuddering with the intensity of it. I keep thrusting, grabbing her thighs, and pull her up onto my waist. I carry her into the bedroom, her legs still wrapped tightly around my hips.

"Get that ass in the air, gorgeous." I give her a playful smack on the cheek, and she jumps, surprised. I feel a fresh wave of arousal between her legs. She just came, and I'm turning her on again. I slide my palm up her spine, tracing every curve, and push her over the armrest, leaving her wide open to me.

"Mmm, love this pussy." I run a finger through her wetness before thrusting back into her. I hold her hips firmly as I move in and out, harder than ever before. With each thrust, I hit her deepest point, almost to the point of pain.

"I want this." I circle her back entrance with my finger, using her own wetness as lubricant. "So fucking wet, I don’t even need lube," I murmur, teasing the sensitive flesh. I groan as I slip one finger inside, just up to the first knuckle. It's so tight, but feels incredible.

"Feels so fucking tight when I’m inside you from both ends." My voice drops as I thrust my cock in her pussy and my finger in her ass, simultaneously.

"I can’t take it anymore," she groans.

"Sure you can. Feel me taking you? Owning this sweet body? This pussy, this ass." I punctuate each word with a thrust. "It’s mine. No one’s been here but me," I groan, slipping my finger further into her ass, feeling her come again.


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