Love At First Kiss Read online Olivia T. Turner (Love Comes First #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Love Comes First Series by Olivia T. Turner
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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
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“Wider,” he grunts. His eyes are locked between my legs as I spread them even more. My red dress is covering everything, but it’s slowly hiking up my thighs the further I spread them apart.

He takes off his jacket and my body stills when I see how muscular he is. His white shirt is hugging his massive chest and enormous shoulders. I can see his sexy tattoos running along his big arms under the thin white material of his expensive shirt.

Nolan looked hot when I first saw him, but he’s scorchingly hot right now.

He’s taking his time, making me suffer, making me crazy with anticipation as he slowly unbuttons his cuffs and then rolls his sleeves up his thick tattooed forearms.

“Grab that dress and pull it up,” he commands as he starts to walk forward. “And I said to spread those legs wide. Don’t make me ask you again or I’ll pull out my belt and bend you over this desk.”

I grab the end of my silky red dress and pull it all the way up. The pulse between my legs intensifies as the soft material drags over my mound, tickling me.

Nolan runs a hand down his face and lets out a deep breath when he sees what I’m showing him. My pussy clenches with need as this devastatingly sexy man stares at it with a look of pure hunger. I don’t think he would take his eyes off me right now for a billion dollars.

I spread my legs even wider for him. He likes it, and so do I.

“Look at you, girl. You’re dripping on the desk. I’m so fucking hard right now, Arya. You have no idea what it does to me to see the insides of your thighs all sticky wet.”

He steps right up to the desk, his hard body between my legs, and then grabs my chin rougher than I’m used to, but it’s turning me on so much. I whimper as he crushes his lips to mine, kissing me as he slowly drags the side of his finger up my soaking wet pussy.

“Taste this honey,” he whispers as he pulls his lips from mine. He brings his wet finger to my mouth and I greedily suck on it, tasting myself for the first time. I suck on his finger like I would his cock. He watches with heavy breaths.

“I have to test those lips out later,” he says as he grabs my thighs and wrenches them apart. “I want to see if they wrap around my cock in the same way.”

I want to tell him that they will. That I’d be glad to suck him off, but I can’t seem to talk right now. My brain is not working so well.

Especially as he starts to drop to his knees in front of me.

My legs tremble as he begins kissing the inside of my thighs, lower and lower, the stubble on his beard scratching me, the heat from his breath tickling me, the image of him in front of my most intimate area making me crazy with lust and need.

I slide my hand into his hair as he hovers over my mound, not caring that I’m going to mess it up and the people at our table will know why we’ve been gone for so long.

“Oh, Nolan,” I moan as his hot breath makes my back arch. “You can’t just torture me like—”

My words disintegrate when his hot tongue hits me. Then, my whole body disintegrates when he licks his way up my folds and sucks on my clit. The pleasure is so intense that I grab the back of the desk and squeeze it as he uses his tongue to flick it while sucking.

The moans start coming out loud and frequent. I know we’re in a public place. I know this is not a soundproof room. I know that anyone can just walk by and hear us, but I can’t stop crying out.

I’ve never felt intensity like this before. This gorgeous man is between my legs and making me feel sensations that I never knew were possible.

His fingers go back on me, in me, as he tries to get as much of my pussy into his mouth as he can. I’m so wet. I’m sure I’m gushing out cream, but Nolan keeps greedily licking it up. It’s like he can’t get enough.

I feel like I’m floating. Like I’m sinking. Like I’m bursting as he devours me. His mouth moves faster, his fingers deeper, and I feel another orgasm coming bursting forward.

I tell myself that I’m going to hold the scream back, but that proves impossible when the orgasm takes over. I throw my head back and scream so loudly that I’m sure all of the guests will hear it as I drown in the scorching heat tearing through my body.


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