Con Artist Read online Alexa Riley (Breeding #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Breeding Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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“Fuck,” I grunt when her hand glides down my shaft where her mouth can’t reach. “That’s it,” I encourage her, but her untrained mouth is too much and I’m being pushed over the edge.

There’s a small pop when I take my cock out of her mouth and I begin to jack off. Thick streams of cum jet out of my cock and splash onto her chin and tits. She looks at me with wonder and excitement and it’s then I see her other hand is between her legs and her bottoms are wet. I curse as more cum shoots out until my legs are shaking and I don’t know if I can hold myself up any longer.

My cock is still hard and demanding another round of her mouth, but if I do that, there’s no way I won’t fuck her this time. Instead I try and shove it back in my trunks as best as I can and grab her hand. I pull her next to me as I walk over to the hot tub and step down in it. Once I’m inside I grab her by the hips and lift her down into it with me and sit her on my lap. She comes against me so easily it’s like we’ve done this a thousand times.

“So tell me, little jaguar,” I say as I lean forward and press my lips to hers. “Where are my weaknesses?”

Chapter 7

James

I lean into him as his mouth meets mine. It’s soft at first with just a gentle brush of his lips against mine and it’s sweeter than I thought he would be. This kiss is the kind that two people might share before they make love to one another. That isn’t what this is though.

The taste of him is still in my mouth yet he doesn’t seem to care as his tongue touches mine and he takes what he wants. But the longer he kisses me, the deeper it gets and the more possessive he becomes. I like that he doesn't let the fact that he came all over me stop him from kissing me. In fact, I think it’s turning him on even more.

I can feel his need for me and I want the same thing though I know I shouldn't. I’m not used to being so close to someone. Being held skin to skin with someone is a foreign feeling and one I never craved before. Now I know what I’m missing and I want more. In my line of work I take what I want and he does the same. It’s something we have in common and it’s probably the only thing.

I should push him away as his arms tighten around me, but instead I turn and straddle his thick thighs as best I can. I spread my legs wide to be able to fit over him and then I press my chest into his. I want to be as connected to him as possible and I try and tell myself it’s not him that I crave, only the affection. I’ve never had this before and it’s overwhelming.

I try to find relief for the throb between my legs and it’s getting worse. I’m always turned on when thoughts of him go through my mind, but being here with him now is too much to control. It’s nearly unbearable as I shamelessly slip my hand inside the tiny bottoms he put on me. It was too hard to play with myself and suck him off at the same time. Watching the desire he had for me flash in his eyes as he finished himself off felt powerful. He jacked off to the sight of me before him and I nearly came undone just from the sight of it.

I have this silly need to be the best he’s ever had and brand myself in his mind the same as he has with mine. I shouldn't care if I’m the best, but that’s the problem. I need to put myself first because I know it's what he would do. It’s what everyone does and I learned that early in life. He came before I could get myself there and he marked me as his. So why do I still have this urge to please him?

I hated the bikini top when he put it on me and now I’m hating it more because it’s in the way. I want to rub my nipples against his hard chest. No one has ever seen me naked and it should make me feel shy and vulnerable. But with him I watch his eyes and I know he likes what he sees. I’m small everywhere, which is something that worked in my favor all my life. For the first time ever I want to feel feminine and not like some small girl who’s trying to blend in and go unnoticed.


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