Bloom (Black Rose #2) Read Online Helen Hardt

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: Black Rose Series by Helen Hardt
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 89142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
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“Get up,” I command. “Sit up and take the rest of them off. Right now. As quickly as you can.”

She pops up and obeys me. Within seconds, the blazer, blouse, and bra have joined the rest of her clothes on the floor.

Her gorgeous tits fall gently against her chest, and her nipples are ripe and hard.

I smash my mouth to one, sucking hard as I twist the other with my fingers.

“Oh my God!” she cries.

I bite harder, twist harder. She tangles her hands in my hair, pulling at it and then caressing my scalp.

I work her tits until they’re close to raw, and then I let them go, flip her over, bring her up onto her knees.

Then I shed my own clothes quickly, and I thrust my cock into her from behind.

She’s so wet that I slide right in.

I stay there a moment, allow myself to simply enjoy the completion, allow myself to forget the horribleness of this day—Linda’s visit and the imminent social media scandal surrounding my novel, yes, but even more so, the memory of Frankie telling me it’s not going to work out.

Right then, I realize what’s important.

I’ll fight against any social media scandal.

But even more? I’ll fight for Frankie.

And I’ll win. I will win both fights.

I fuck her hard and fast, and once my rage subsides, I slide in and out of her slowly, savoring every second of it.

Beneath me, she sobs into her pillow. “Hunter, Hunter… So good.”

So good? I’ll give her so good.

I pull out of her, flip her over onto her back, and then thrust back inside. I roll us onto our sides so we’re facing each other, and I look down, watching our bodies come together.

The beauty and the simplicity of two bodies coming together.

But there’s more beauty in our souls coming together.

Surely she must feel it too.

“You’re not ending this,” I say through gritted teeth. “I will not let you.”

“There, there are… There are… My God!” She cries out as she comes, clenching around me.

That’s all it takes to send me over the edge.

I thrust into her once more, hard and quickly, and I release. Release into her.

In that moment, I give her not only my body but my heart and soul.

She cannot end this.

I won’t allow it.

We lie there, still facing each other, for what seems like an eternity but is only seconds. Finally, I pull out of her, my cock still semi-hard.

“My God,” she says. “That was phenomenal, Hunter. I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life.”

“Then you’ve changed your mind? You’re not ending this?”

She doesn’t reply.

“Spit it out, Francesca. I’ve had a shit day, and I need you to lay it on the line.”

She opens her eyes. “You know we saw Penn at the club.”

“I know.”

“I just found out…today…that my sister and her fiancé go there as well.”

“So what?”

“It’s just too weird, Hunter. What if we saw them there? It was bad enough seeing Penn there.”

I drop my jaw and keep myself from rolling my eyes. “You’re kidding me, right? That’s why you’re ending this? Because you don’t want to go to the club anymore?”

“It just feels too strange to me. And I can’t ask you to give up the club, Hunter. It’s a huge part of your life. You love it.”

She’s not wrong. I do love the club.

But I love her more.

My God. I’m in love, and it’s different from Allison. Different from Teresa.

It’s unique, just as love should be. With Teresa, I was trying to duplicate what I had with Allison. Now? I realize love can never be duplicated. Love can’t be reproduced because it’s always unique between two individuals.

I love Frankie. I love her so much.

Am I willing to give up the club for her?

Damn. I never thought it would come to this.

For a moment, I consider it. I consider giving up the club and all it’s meant to me over these years.

Granted, if I pursue a relationship with Frankie, I will need the club less. But still…it can be a place where she blooms. Where we bloom together. Where we find her fantasies.

I love Frankie more than the club, and yesterday, I might have agreed to give it up.

But not today.

Today, I will fight.

I will fight whatever scandal comes my way. I will fight for the club.

Most of all, I’ll fight for Frankie.

I’ll fight for what I deserve.

Chapter Forty-Five

Frankie

Silence.

Hunter is silent for so long that I wonder if he’s lost the use of his voice.

Finally, he says, “I can’t give up the club.”

“Which is why I won’t ask you to.”

Sadness rips a hole in my heart. It really is over.

He’s just the rebound guy, I tell myself.

Though I desperately want to believe those words, I know them to be false. Hunter is not a rebound guy for me. Hunter is the real thing.

Love.

Love that I never felt for Penn or anyone else.



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