If You Want Me (Toronto Terror #2) Read Online Helena Hunting

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Toronto Terror Series by Helena Hunting
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Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 147021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 735(@200wpm)___ 588(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
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I grip the jamb. “Yeah. No. I don’t know.” I close my eyes for a second. “You can tell me to go.”

“It’s okay.” Her expression softens, and she steps back. “Do you want to come in?”

“Is Rix at Tristan’s?” I’m teetering on the edge. Rix being here would save me from making more decisions I can’t undo.

“For the night, yeah.”

I’m still standing in the doorway, still trying to do the right fucking thing. I should tell her I wanted to make sure she made it home okay and leave. I shouldn’t complicate her life like this. I want her to turn me away; I want her to ask me to stay more.

She gently pries my fingers from the jamb. “Please come in.”

The wave of relief is damning. I cross the threshold, and she closes the door behind me, locks it, and re-engages the safety latch.

“Talk to me.”

And despite everything I’ve put her through these past weeks, she strokes the edge of my jaw, her touch tender, and exactly the balm I need. “Not being able to touch you, kiss you, be near you is torture.”

Her breath leaves her on a surprised exhale, and she moves closer, until our bodies almost touch. “I’m right here.”

I cup her cheek in my palm, the contact electrifying and soothing. “Is this okay?”

“Of course it’s okay. This is what I’ve been waiting for.” Her fingers drift along the side of my neck. “Aching for.”

“You look so beautiful tonight. Staying away from you is wrecking me.” I brush my lips over hers, and like the first time, my entire body breaks out in a wave of goose bumps.

Aurora spears her hands into my hair and tips her head, parting her lips for me as I stroke inside. I mean for it to be soft, but the moment our tongues meet, we both groan. It’s weeks of pent-up tension, desire, and need colliding. Hunger takes hold, and the desire to devour, own, and claim rules me.

I spin her around, pressing her against the door. My good knee finds its way between her thighs, and she rolls her hips on a wanton moan. It shouldn’t feel this good, this right. But God help me, I want her, want to watch her unravel for me again, want the sound of my name on her lips when she comes. Want is all I am when I’m near her.

The kiss grows frantic, heated, volcanic. One of Aurora’s hands leaves my hair and moves over my shoulder, fingertips gliding down to my forearm. She moves it to cup her breast, arching into the touch as she rubs herself on my thigh.

“Please, Hollis,” she whimpers as she finds the hem of my shirt and eases a hand up my side. My skin burns in the wake of her touch.

I can’t get to her breast without doing damage to her dress, so I skim the curve of her hip until I reach her thigh, which is hooked around my leg. I slide up and under, squeeze her bare ass, and run my hand back down until I reach the bend in her knee. I tug, but she’s determined to stay wrapped around me, possibly trying to get herself off on my thigh with the way she’s riding it.

I break the kiss, my thumb pressing into the soft spot under her chin until she tilts her head up. I brush my lips over hers. “Let me take care of you.”

Desire makes her eyes heat. This time she doesn’t resist when I tug on her knee, bringing her foot to the floor again. I drag my fingertips up the outside of her bare thigh.

“You in this fucking dress.” I suck her bottom lip, dragging it through my teeth. “Has been breaking me all night.”

“You like it, then?” Aurora’s palm slides up my back.

I stroke the edge of her jaw. “Like is an understatement. You’re too much to resist. You steal my breath.” I skim the inside of her thigh with my other hand until I reach the apex and brush over satin.

Her eyes flutter closed. “Oh, please.”

I cup her through her panties. “Tell me what you want, Aurora.”

“What I’ve always wanted. You.” She pulls my mouth to hers, tongue pushing past my lips, greedy and desperate.

I rub her through her panties, barely there caresses that light her up, but won’t send her over the edge. The fabric grows damp, and her nails dig into my skin.

“Please touch me.” She bites my tongue and sucks. “Please. Oh, God.” Her hips roll and jerk again.

I shift the fabric aside, skimming smooth, soft, wet skin until I find her swollen clit. Aurora’s eyes roll up, and her knees buckle. She scrambles to grip my shoulders as I wrap my other hand around her waist. Once she’s secure, I tap the outside of her other thigh. “Wrap this around my waist, Princess.”



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