Gifting Me To His Best Friend Read online Katee Robert (A Touch of Taboo #2)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: A Touch of Taboo Series by Katee Robert
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42315 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
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“We’ll talk later,” he murmurs against my skin.

“Derek, I’m serious.” I start to sit up, but he stops me with a hand on my stomach. A thrill goes through me at the thought that he could simply hold me down and eat my pussy until he got tired of it, and there isn’t a single thing I could do to stop him. Just hold me down and make me come again and again until I stop being able to form words.

That’s one way to end an argument.

“Derek,” I gasp. He thrusts his tongue into me and then moves up to slide it against my clit. Even as I tell myself to focus, I can’t help rocking my hips as much as I’m able, riding his mouth. It feels good. So freaking good. “Derek, please.”

He moves faster than he has right to, shoving to his feet and flipping me onto my stomach. He drags me off the edge of the mattress, barely giving me a chance to touch down on the floor before his cock is inside me. Derek leans down and brackets my shoulders with his hands, covering me with his body even as he starts fucking me in long, rough strokes. “Please, what, Emma? Please make you come again and again and again like the precious little slut you are? Please betray everything I care about because I’m obsessed with your pussy? Please don’t drag you somewhere nice and private the next time I see you and fuck you with my tongue before sending you back to your husband?”

I fist my hands in the comforter, moaning and writhing and completely unable to form a coherent argument. “Not just that.”

“Not just that.” He grips my hips and yanks me back as he thrusts forward, shoving his cock impossibly deep inside me. “Legs up on the bed.”

I awkwardly obey, bringing my knees up to perch on the mattress. Derek shoves my thighs as wide as they can go and maintain this position with my ass in the air. Then he starts fucking me again, rubbing his cock against a spot inside me that has my entire body morphing into something liquid and hot. No longer flesh and blood and bones; I am pure lust. Pure love. “Oh fuck.”

He slows down, doing something with his hips that nearly makes me black out. “You didn’t answer my question, Emma.” Again and again and again, he rubs on that spot. “Please what?”

“Stay,” I cry out. “Be ours. Fuck me whenever you want, however you want.”

He thrusts deep and presses his body hard to mine, pinning me to the bed. Derek’s lips brush my ear. “You say that when I’m fucking you hard and dirty, but the second we get back to real life, you’ll start questioning it. You’ll change your mind.”

“No.”

“Yes.” He grinds into me, stealing my breath. “You might last long enough to make sure my addiction to your pussy, to Grayson’s cock, really sets in. And then you’ll go back to your happy marriage to each other and I’ll be left in the cold.”

I shove back, and Derek hesitates, but finally pulls out and lets me turn around. I waste no time pulling him back to me, guiding his cock back inside me. I wrap my legs around his thick waist, trying to hold him in every I’m able, and look up into his hazel eyes. “You’re wrong.”

“I’m not.”

“Yes. You are.” I kiss him hard, but some things need to be spoken aloud. “Derek—”

He uncrosses my legs and rolls onto his back, taking me with him. I blink down at him for a moment, and he gives an unexpected grin. “Ride my cock, Emma. Let me watch you fuck me. It’s the least you can do while you’re breaking my heart.”

“I don’t want to break your heart,” I whisper. “Neither of us do. We just want you.”

“It will never work.”

That wasn’t a no. I press my hands to his thighs, arching my back, and begin riding his cock. “But what if it does? What if you get me like this whenever you want me? What if you can fuck Grayson whenever you get to feeling needy?” I bite my bottom lip. “What if we get all the sexy moments and all the soft moments and just all the fucking moments, Derek? What then?”

His gaze is glued to where his cock enters me. I keep fucking him, waiting for a response, but apparently I’m not going to get one. Not now. That’s okay. I like spinning out this fantasy that could be our reality if we’d just get out of our own way. “Don’t you like how I fuck you, Derek?”

“Yes,” he growls.

“Don’t you want this always?”

He grabs my hips. “Fuck. Yes, Emma. Is that what you want to hear? I want this pretty little fantasy you’re spinning where I get you and I get him and it somehow works. But that’s not real life.”


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