Big Nick Energy Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 51122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
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I couldn’t breathe. I was crying. My throat was so full.

And I didn’t freakin’ care.

I choked.

And that was all it took.

The act of me about to die was enough to send him over the edge.

He came.

And he was right.

I didn’t taste a single drop of it on my tongue.

It was a seriously weird sensation, too.

I actively felt it filling my throat, but my body knew what to do, automatically ingesting his release as if I did it all the time.

When my eyes finally lost their tears, and I was able to get my first good look at his gaze, I knew I was in trouble.

Because that wasn’t lust in his eyes.

It was something stronger. Deeper.

Intense and long lasting.

Something that could last a lifetime.

He withdrew his cock from my throat, then I was back on the bed, and he was between my thighs.

His shoulders wedged themselves between my legs, and I was spread so wide that there was not a single thing about my vagina that was left to his imagination.

He could see it all.

And then he dove in.

His first lick had both of our eyes closing.

Me because the one single motion of his tongue was enough to make me realize that I was all but lost.

Him? Well, he told me everything he was feeling over the next five minutes as he all but ate me alive.

“Fuck, Blue. Look at you,” he breathed as he leaned forward and took his second lick of my pussy.

His fingers pressed against my entrance, then he was filling me full while circling my clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” I cried out, my pussy spasming around his invading fingers.

His arms wrapped around my legs, his fingers coming to the lips of my sex to spread me apart for his feast.

And then he was blowing my mind, taking me to the brink of orgasm time and time again, only to pull back at the last second as I started to go over.

He read my body like a damn book, working me like his own personal playground.

And when I was ready to murder him, only then did he lift up onto his knees and roll a condom onto his length.

He notched the bulky head at my entrance, then he was pushing inside, filling me up in one swift push of his hips.

He was so hard and so thick that there wasn’t a single millimeter of extra space inside of me.

Then he started to move his hips, rocking and thrusting so perfectly well that I was fairly sure I was about to experience what an orgasm without stimulation felt like.

I groaned, unable to stop myself from focusing on how close I was.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” he growled. “I hope you’re close, because this is going to be embarrassingly fast.”

I didn’t bother to tell him that I was.

Instead, I showed him.

In the next couple of thrusts, I was coming, my nails digging in so hard into his biceps that were beside my ears that I damn well knew I’d drawn blood.

He didn’t stop.

In fact, he rode me through my orgasm, and waited until I was limp underneath him to follow me over the edge.

It lasted minutes but felt like a lifetime.

And when we both finally came down from the ride of our lives, one thing became very apparent.

I was wet.

Way too wet for it to be just my orgasm inside of me.

He shifted and pulled out, and I winced when I saw the broken condom hanging from his half-hard cock.

“The condom broke,” he said, eyes intense and unreadable.

In ten minutes, I’d freak out.

But right now, I was too lethargic to give anything more than taking my next breath my next thought.

When I didn’t respond, he said, “You okay, Blue?”

I didn’t know what to say to that.

I wasn’t okay.

So far from okay, it was comical.

My eyes locked with his and I said, “About as okay as I was when this all started.”

CHAPTER 5

Opinions are like orgasms. Mine matters. I don’t really care if you have one.

-Blue to Titus

BLUE

I could tell he didn’t like my words the moment they were out of my mouth.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, sounding hurt.

I didn’t like the way it made me feel, the hurt in his voice.

So I began to explain.

“Not a day has gone by since we graduated that I’ve not thought about you,” I told him, heart in my throat.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I confirmed.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” he asked.

I didn’t know.

Honestly, I wanted it to mean what I wanted it to mean, not what he thought it meant.

Unless we were both on the same page, that was.

He must’ve read the truth on my expressive face because he explained in the next second.

“We done fightin’ this, Blue?” Titus rasped against my skin.

When had he gotten that close again?



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