Shameless – A Forbidden Slight Age Gap Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Forbidden, New Adult, Romance, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
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When the driver’s side door opens and Jonny jumps down, my gaze swings back to her. She’s still flattened against the side of her car as if she needs it to keep her upright.

“Now,” I growl, trying to prod her into movement.

She snaps to attention before her teeth scrape against her lower lip. It’s like a shot straight to my dick, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to lay my hands on her for a second time.

“Hey, Mase,” Jonny calls out in the darkness.

“Go on, Poppy. I’ll be there as soon as this is taken care of.”

She straightens and for a moment, I wonder if she’ll argue. That’s the last thing I need right now. Just as I step in her direction, she scrambles away, taking off for my truck. I huff out a breath before swiveling toward Jonny, only to find him staring at Poppy.

“Thanks for getting here so fast,” I say, pulling his attention back to me.

He ignores the comment as a smile quirks his lips. “Pretty lady you’ve got there.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him that she’s not mine, but I can already see interest brewing in his eyes. And I’ll be damned if I stoke that fire.

“Thanks.”

When I say nothing more, he turns to the VW and scratches his chin before giving me a bit of side eye. “Can’t believe you’d date someone who drives one of these things.”

My teeth are so tightly clenched that it’s possible they’ll shatter. “Do me a favor and tow it to my place.”

“I’m curious…does she let you drive it?” There’s a pause as he grins. “Cause I’d pay good money to see that.”

Such a funny fucker.

Instead of responding, I toss him the keys. “Pull it right into the garage.”

“You got it, man.”

With that, I stalk to the pickup. My gaze locks on Poppy’s as she sits in the passenger seat. I hate how much I like her there. What I need to do is drop her ass off and get the hell away from this girl before I do anything else I’ll regret.

Poppy

I stare straight ahead as the truck barrels toward town. For the umpteenth time, my fingers rise to my lips before drifting over them in shock.

Has anyone ever kissed me quite so thoroughly?

It doesn’t take much of a mental deep dive to come up with an answer. Most of the kisses I’ve received have either been tentative or lacking in any real passion.

This was the complete opposite.

It only took one brush of his lips to feel the pent-up aggression attempting to claw its way free. Almost as if it was a living, breathing entity. Honestly, the same kinds of feelings had coursed through me. Especially when he’d placed his hand at the base of my throat. His hold never tightened, the pressure never increased, but it was there just the same.

A constant reminder of his dominating presence.

I can’t believe I’m even thinking this, but I liked it. I liked the way it made my heart thunder against my ribcage and my pulse quicken. There’d been something so commanding about his touch and the way he’d held my jaw captive in his grip.

I’d been so consumed by him that I hadn’t realized the tow truck had arrived until he stepped away and cut off contact. I’d almost cried out, wanting to yank him back to me. It makes me wonder what sex with him would be like.

Rough?

Masterful?

Explosive?

Certainly nothing like the mediocre experiences I’ve encountered thus far.

I have the feeling that sex with Mason would be just as cataclysmic as our kiss. That thought sends a shiver dancing down my spine.

I sneak another peek at him from beneath the thick fringe of my lashes as he stares at the road stretched out beyond the windshield. His granite-like jaw is tightly clenched, and his fingers are wrapped around the steering wheel in a death grip. Other than ordering me into the vehicle when the tow service arrived, he hasn’t spoken a word.

It’s like I’m not even here.

I dredge my mind for something to say, something that will open up a line of communication between us, but it remains frustratingly blank. Mason isn’t like any other guy I’ve met before, and I have no idea how to talk to him.

“What are you doing with Levi? Are you two going out?”

The barked-out question is like a gunshot in the silence of his pickup.

Go out with Levi?

It takes a couple of seconds for the words to penetrate the thick fog that clouds my brain.

Just as he flicks his steely gaze to me, I shake my head. “No.”

“Is he aware of that?”

“Of course. We’re friends.”

“Is that what you really think?” There’s a pause. “That you two are friends?”

“Yes, I do. We’ve known each other since freshman year.”

“That doesn’t matter,” he says dismissively. “The guy wants way more than your friendship.”


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