Cheater Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
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And now I’m thinking ooh, bonus because his fingers slide under my hip until he finds my clit and works my magic button, which doesn’t take long to detonate. When I majestically explode, moaning a garbled string of vowels into the mattress a few minutes later, I’m ready for another snooze. And the vagina hospital, if such a thing exists, because mine probably looks like minced meat at this point.

He’s not done, though. He continues to pound into me for a long time.

“Another one,” he growls against the back of my neck and his fingers find me again.

I don’t think I have another one in me. That last one was pretty fucking spectacular.

“It’s okay,” I offer. “I’m good. You go ahead.” I clasp the sheets to hold on while he brings it home.

“Nuh uh. You, too,” he demands, and then he’s got my clit in one hand, a breast in the other, and he sinks his teeth into my neck just a little while gyrating his hips, making more magic happen between my legs, making it happen all over.

Okay, so maybe I do have one more in me. Though I have no idea how.

I’m almost there when I realize he’s suckling my throat.

I panic. “No hickeys!” I demand.

He releases my neck, flips me to my back, then kisses his way down to my pussy and gives me more phenomenal head with all sorts of suckling. It’s good. Very good. He can put hickeys there all day long if he wants to. And what’s also good is watching him fist his thick cock while he does it.

And it’s a combination of the two along with the knowledge that this is all coming to a close that takes me over the edge again.

Because this insanely hot man is eating me out like he’s dining on the finest meal while fisting himself, and the vision is beyond pornographic. So, I burn it into my memory knowing it’s the sort of vision I’ll absolutely want to refer to during self-care in the future.

As I’m coming down to Earth, he turns me to my stomach again and slides back inside me. Gently finger combing my hair over to one side, he kisses my neck and rams once, twice, three times, and then spills into me on the fourth, groaning my name in a husky, sexy tone.

My heart is working overtime, and it feels like his is too as we catch our breath.

Derek kisses my neck and then in his sexy, deep voice asks, “What does my little bunny want for breakfast?”

A record scratch moment.

Breakfast. Daytime. Reality.

I’ve done this. I used the hall pass. I actually did this. And it was…

Wow.

I blink a couple times as it all sinks in.

I can’t let it sink in here. I need to do that at home.

I should get home. Get home and take the opportunity to spend the next twenty-four hours or so alone. Process. Figure out how I feel about this, about what I’ve done. About the fact that I, Chloe Desiree Turner, took a hall pass from my fiancé and used it. I really used it. I even had anal for the first time. And although it’s sore back there, my curiosity about it has finally been satisfied and I know one thing for damn sure – anal is hot! At least with Derek Steele it is… I’ve heard plenty of women complain about their first time being awful. Not for me.

But technically speaking, have I broken the rules of the hall pass? Because it happened with Derek more than once. Many more times than once. On two different calendar dates, in fact. But maybe that doesn’t count if I consider that this could be technically counted as one session. I bite my lip pondering if the sleepover is a loophole or if I’m kidding myself.

He rolls off me and now he's watching me. He’s trying to read my expression. And I don’t know how to read his because the warmth is gone. His expression is almost icy. Does he see I’m trying to plan my exit?

I should stay for breakfast. End this on a good note with him. After all, he joined my gym, and he goes to the soup place I love. Not to mention the fact that he sees Alannah at his business since that’s her favorite place for after-work drinks.

And… last night was incredible. It was beyond expectations and after the interactions he and I have had up until this, I had big expectations of what he might be like in bed. He absolutely did give me the hottest night of my life, bar none.

But I’ve got to go soon. Decompress. Deal with my feelings about all of this. Sit in an Epsom salt bath for my muscles and my poor butt. Also, consider all the sex I’ve been missing out on and think on whether I want to actively look for more sex like this. Or not. Whether I’m okay with living with Adam and building a life with him while doing things like this.



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