Mine to Keep (Southern Wedding #8) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“Yes?” I push, my hands going to his chest, feeling his heart beating underneath my fingers.

“With you, I want things.” His voice is soft. “Things I shouldn’t want.”

“Like what?” I ask him, the seriousness of his voice scaring me.

“Like, to be with you. To kiss you. To hold your hand. To take you out on dates and have everyone envy that I’m the one with you.” He takes a deep breath. “Just like I was envious of JB when I thought he was your boyfriend.”

“Why do you think you shouldn’t want me?” My voice is soft and low, my heart beating at the same time as his.

“Because you are so young,” he admits, and my heart sinks. I’ve never really had my heart broken before, but I know he has the power to do this. “I’m way too old for you.”

“It’s ten years, Grandpa,” I huff, my voice going louder, “and the only one hung up on my age is you.”

“Really?” he goads me. “So, if you tell your parents you’re dating a single father who is ten years older than you, they’re going to welcome me with open arms?”

I laugh. “Don’t be ridiculous. You could be a monk in a monastery, and they still wouldn’t welcome you with open arms.” I shake my head. “No one is going to welcome you with open arms. That’s not the way it works.”

“Everyone I know loves you,” he counters, frustrated. “Nash especially,” he growls, his teeth gritted together. “Today he asked if he could date you.”

“Really?” I shriek, and it just makes his jaw even more tight. “I mean, that’s never going to happen. He’s just a friend.”

“Oh, trust me I know, and now he knows.” I stare at him. “And if he even thinks about doing anything more about—” I put my fingers on his lips.

“I’m only interested in one person, and that’s you,” I assure him softly. “So, you only have to worry about my family not liking you.”

“My parents love you,” he says, and I smile because nothing would suck more than the guy you like whose parents hate you.

“Well, I am lovable, and that’s normal. I’m not their daughter. I’m sure if they had a daughter, they wouldn’t like any guy. Think about it,” I say. “Would you welcome anyone in Meadow’s life?” He glares at me and growls. “Exactly, especially when you know they are going to be giving her the D.”

“Can we focus on one thing right now?” he hisses.

“I don’t know, can we?” I fold my arms over my chest. “I’m trying to tell you that you are the only one hung up over your age. No one else cares but you.”

“I’m also your boss,” he points out. “I shouldn’t be dating you. You work for me.”

“I do.” I nod my head. “And I’m not quitting either. Maybe this will, I don’t know, make you less shall we say…” I look up, trying to come up with the words, but I’ve got nothing. “Less of a dick?” I lean forward onto his chest. “But not so much of a dick that they know we are dating.”

“I don’t know if I can do that,” he admits. “I was especially nice this week.”

“I mean, I can do things on the daily to make sure you stay in the dick category.” I laugh. “But after work, you—”

“I don’t be a dick.” He laughs at himself.

“Yeah,” I confirm, “I don’t mind the dickish parts; it’s sort of hot.”

“Is it?” His hands go from my hips to my ass as he squeezes my ass cheeks, making us both moan. “How hot?”

“Well.” I lean in, nipping his jaw. “Obviously, me having an orgasm in your office showed you how hot you are.” I trail my kisses from his jaw to his cheek and then up to his ear. “I was so wet for you,” I whisper right before I suck his lobe into my mouth and then bite down on it. “You’ve been the star of my orgasms ever since.” He moans when I press myself deeper into his cock. “Do you think you can handle it?”

“Grace.” The way he says my name sends shivers up my spine. “With you, I’m in uncharted territory.”

“Good,” I reply, kissing his lips softly, “that makes two of us.” I slide my tongue into his mouth. His hands move from my ass up my top, catching the bottom of it and sliding his hand up my bare back. He gasps when he holds my neck with one hand.

“You aren’t wearing a bra?” he questions me, his eyes a deep ocean blue now.

“No.” I shake my head. “I’m home.”

“You are killing me,” he groans. “Like, this is what I get for being a dick to you.” He puts his head back on the couch and closes his eyes. “Having you right here.”



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