It Hurts Me (Betrayal #4) Read Online Penelope Sky

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Betrayal Series by Penelope Sky
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
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Instead of kissing my aching lips, he looked down at my body as he slid one of his hands up my stomach to explore me, and he released the sexiest moan at the sight of me, making me feel desirable rather than ordinary, like I was worth the price of the other girls he paid for.

He ripped the tape off one nipple without any gentleness.

I winced when it tugged hard on my skin.

He did the same with the other, ripping just as hard. Then he dipped his mouth to the valley between my tits and kissed me there, breathed in my scent. One of his big hands squeezed my tit as he sucked the nipple as hard as he’d ripped off the tape.

My hand dug into his short hair, and I felt my hips lift to push my body farther into his mouth. His touch brought my body out of its dormancy and set it on fire. When Bolton and I fucked, that was all it was. No foreplay. Just our naked bodies coming together before we raced to the end. But Theo stopped to treasure my body, to appreciate it and memorize it, to lavish it with kisses and touches.

He moved down and played with the lace of my panties, kissing the skin over my hips and running his tongue just above the top of my waistband.

I closed my eyes and dug my nails into his shoulders. God, they were so thick and strong, like pieces of concrete on either side of his neck.

His thumb hooked into the lace of my thong, and he tugged it down, getting it over each hip and then over my ass. He grabbed my ankles and forced my knees to bend, to pin my legs as deep into my body as my flexibility would allow. He pulled the thong up and over my feet before his big hands pushed down on my thighs, and he pressed his face right between my legs.

And then breathed.

I stiffened when I felt his face between my legs, felt the air from his breaths over my folds and my opening. Bumps formed on my arms, and my nipples sharpened like knives. My ankles rested over his shoulders at the back of his neck. I was frozen to the spot, feeling him smelling me like a rose.

Then his mouth kissed me, a hard kiss that would have bruised my mouth. It started off slow and purposeful, and then he added his tongue to the lineup and I was a fucking mess. I lay there and squeezed his head with my thighs, my ankles batting at his shoulders. My breaths came out as pants, and the tension in my stomach made the muscles cramp. It was so damn good, the best kiss my girl had ever experienced.

I already knew he was going to make me come. “Theo…”

He sucked me hard in his mouth, sucked my folds and my nub and gave me a gentle bite before his tongue swirled with the pressure of an iron fist. It was a testament to his experience, because a man didn’t eat pussy like this without it. He knew exactly what I would like, what would make me come in just a few minutes.

I expected him to stop, to make sure I wouldn’t say no when he tried to fuck me, but he followed through and pushed me over the edge, causing my hips to buck against his face as the tears sprang to my eyes.

My fingers tugged on his hair as I shoved my pussy at him, fucking his face without an ounce of shame. “Jesus…Theo.” The wave I rode was long and high, building to a beautiful crescendo before I slowly rolled back down the hill.

He gave me a final kiss before he lifted himself up, his lips shining like he was wearing lip gloss. “You’ve got a nice pussy, sweetheart.” He moved over me, his heavy body making the cushions shift under his weight.

My thighs immediately squeezed his torso, and my ankles locked together at his back as I brought him close, desperate to kiss those lips that made me feel so damn good. My hand cupped his face as I kissed him for the first time, tasting myself on his mouth, my fingers digging into his hair as I felt another burst of sparks.

His kisses started off slow and purposeful like they did before, and he took the moment to enjoy my kiss rather than blow right through it. His hand slowly slid up the back of my neck before he fisted my hair into a ball. He’d barely touched me on our dates, but once permission had been granted, he showed how physical and affectionate he was. He loved to touch me everywhere, loved to feel every piece of me instead of just the main attractions. He was a thorough lover.



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