Blyssfully Undone Read Online J.C. Cliff (Blyss Trilogy #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Crime, Dark, Erotic, New Adult, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Blyss Trilogy Series by J.C. Cliff
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Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 95898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
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“Tell me what you want,” I pant huskily between kisses, and then lick the outer shell of her ear. Using the back of my fingers, I make a slow, winding trail down to the curves of her hips before I run the pads of my fingertips over the little patch of hair between her legs. Her skin is soft and smooth, and I stifle a groan knowing she’s shaved for me, having me in mind when she did it.

“Is this what you need?” I whisper before I coax the lips of her sweet sex open and slip two fingers in, sliding deep into her slick heat with ease.

“Oh, hell, you’re soaked,” I rasp, “so wet and ready for me.” I slowly pump my fingers in and out of her warmth, my fingers coated in her juices. I curl my fingers upward and stroke that special place inside.

As she rides my hand, her hips thrust in rhythm and her pussy squeezes around my fingers. I use my thumb to rub against her clit in small, firm circles as I continue to fill her. I’m rewarded with a strained cry as she arches, exposing more of her neckline for me to devour.

Her nails dig into my biceps as I add a third finger into her core, stretching her wide open. Her head falls back against the window as her eyes flutter closed. “Travis, ohhh, God,” she moans out in pleasure.

I know what she’s doing in her mind. She’s using me as an escape from reality right now, using me to forget, and I have no intention of letting her forget me or what we had. “I’m not big on promises, sweetheart, but I can promise you this: when I bury myself deep inside your sweet sex, you’re gonna know I’ve been there for the next two weeks.” I nip at her bottom lip and thrust deep while putting pressure against her G-spot. “Look at me, Jules,” I command, and as I look into her eyes, I can see I don’t have to wonder if she’s thinking of anything or anyone else but me, but I want to hear her confession anyway. “Who owns this pussy, Jules?” I growl as my thumb rubs along the outskirts of her clit, avoiding her hard nub on purpose, driving her crazy with need.

I’m glad when she doesn’t hesitate to answer me back. “You do, Travis. You own this.”

“Don’t ever forget it either,” I warn with a stern voice.

She whimpers, reassuring me, “Yes, Travis, you have me.”

“Damn right, I have you.” Her legs begin to quiver, and I know she’s close, but I’m not going to let her come this way. I need to feel her sex squeezing around my cock. I withdraw my saturated fingers from between her wet folds, and take a step back. With a heated stare, she watches me slip my fingers into my mouth as I slowly suck her juices clean off my fingers. I close my eyes briefly, savoring her taste. “Damn, you taste fine.”

With the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her, the morning sunlight streams in, casting a golden glow around her entire body. She looks angelic, and the light catches some of her blonde hair just right, giving her a halo. I need to bury myself deep into this divine creature of mine…now. I hastily slip off my jeans, not taking the time to remove anything else, and then I stand to my full height in front of her while I wrap my hand around my thickness, and slowly stroke the length a few times, making a show of what she’s about to receive.

The ring on her finger catches my eye as it glistens in the sunlight, and a fierce, protective, dominant feeling falls over me. I figure if she keeps the ring on her finger long enough, she’ll get used to seeing it there, and then she’ll accept the fact that there is an us. I notice her gaze hasn’t moved from my dick, and I grin. I purposely squeeze it, and then stroke my length one last time in front of her, letting her know, “You’re mine, Jules. No matter what comes between us, we will overcome it. There’s no denying what we have. We belong together.”

I let go of my erection and step forward, nudging her legs apart with my knees as I press her back against the coolness of the glass. God, her bare skin feels so good against my straining erection. I cup her breast with my palm and squeeze.

I narrow my eyes as I look down at her. “You understand me?” I wrap my other hand around the back of her neck as I thread my fingers through her damp hair, pulling her mouth only inches from mine. I lean in, grinding my hips into her, and nibble over her lips, whispering, “Tell me that you can deny this.”


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