Filling Her Up Read Online Jenika Snow, Jordan Marie (Hot-Bites #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Hot-Bites Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 94(@200wpm)___ 75(@250wpm)___ 63(@300wpm)
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“This is crazy.” And it is, but it also feels so good.

“This is exactly what needs to happen,” he says, his focus on my mouth.

I lick my lips and he groans, as if that one act is his undoing. He reaches out and pushes a lock of hair off my shoulder, causing goose bumps to form along my arms. A shiver races up my spine and I exhale, not sure if I can actually go through with this even though I desperately want to.

“Tell me how much you want this, how much you want me.”

I feel like saying those words will set in motion every single thing that happens next, as if uttering them will make me Michael’s—completely and irrevocably his.

But maybe that’s exactly what I want. Maybe that’s what I’ve needed my entire life.

“I want this. I want you, Michael,” I whisper, my voice full of emotion that even I don’t understand.

He groans deeply and curls his hand around my nape, pulling me in close so I’m forced to rest my hands close to his body to steady myself. Our mouths are inches apart, his warm breath still smelling like the mint toothpaste he used earlier.

“Once we start this, there’s no going back.” He stares into my eyes, holding my gaze, making me a slave to whatever is happening. “Once I have you, my cock deep in your hot, wet little pussy, I’m not letting you go.” He leans in so his lips are barely brushing against mine now. “And when you’re mine, that’s the end. That’s when no other man will have you, touch you, … fucking look at you.” He says that last part with so much determination I feel my heart stop, my breath still in my lungs. “You ready for that?”

A moment of silence passes, those words hanging between us.

“Yes.”

Chapter Seven

Michael

Her whispered yes is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard in my fucking life. I sure as hell didn’t expect to hear it—which makes it all that much sweeter.

“The moment I saw you, I knew I was in trouble,” I respond, my voice rumbling out of me as I drag the scent of her into my lungs.

I lift my hand and take a strand of her hair, sliding the soft, brown locks through my fingers. The color reminds me of the moment creamer and coffee begin to mix, the colors swirling together to make a warm blend that causes your mouth to water.

I drag my gaze back to her eyes and the blue depths are watching me so closely I wonder what she’s thinking right now. Will she let me go further?

She licks her lips slowly, wetting them with just the tip of her tongue. Air comes out of her in a gentle “puff,” moving along my cheek, smelling of cinnamon.

“Are you afraid of me, Cassie?” My voice seems overly loud in the still, silent room.

“No… not of you,” she whispers.

“But you are afraid?”

“A little maybe…”

“Of what?”

She’s silent for a moment. “Of what’s going to happen next. We don’t know each other… not really.”

I war with myself. Do I claim her? Take her the way I want, make her submit to me and show her just how good we’re going to be together? Or do I pull back? Give her heart time enough to catch up with what her body already wants?

“We don’t need to know each other for this to happen. We have plenty of time for that, baby.”

I want Cassie. I’ve wanted her from the moment I first saw her and I mean to claim her. I wasn’t lying. After I have her, I won’t give her up. When she gives herself to me, there will be no going back for either of us.

I let my hand slide down her neck, then further down her chest, to rest against her heart. I can feel the rapid beating and though some of the cause is probably from excitement, I don’t like that there is fear mixed in. I don’t want Cassie to be afraid of me.

I never want that.

“We could go slowly,” I tell her, even if the words almost kill me.

“S-slowly?” she asks, and it’s not my imagination that her heartbeat kicks up yet another notch. I need to calm her. If I don’t, she’s going to work herself up to a heart attack.

“How about I show you just how good I can make you feel? That’s it. You don’t have to do anything other than to sit back and enjoy.”

“I… that doesn’t sound entirely fair,” she says as I burrow my fingers under her gown.

I let the pads of my fingers trail slowly against the heated skin of her leg, resting on her thigh when I can feel the band of her panties. I stroke my finger back and forth on the elastic. She shifts slightly at my touch and I feel her muscles tighten. She’s like a young foal, skittish of my touch but curious at the same time.


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