O Line (The New York Nighthawks #3) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Insta-Love, Romance, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
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Wrenley’s eyes filled with tears, and I started to panic, but she must have seen it coming on because she smiled brightly and cupped my cheeks. “You’ve got a silver tongue, Jordan Stallard,” she teased with a little sniff. “That was a beautiful thing to say.”

“Beautiful?” I grumbled as I started moving again. “Don’t ever say shit like that in front of the guys.”

Wrenley laughed, then made an X over her chest. “Cross my heart.”

Her laughter quickly died when I dropped her on the mattress before coming down on top of her. “You’re mine,” I growled, just because I needed to hear it again.

“Yours,” she whispered.

My control snapped as my hunger took over. I tasted every inch of my girl before making her come once more on my tongue, trying to get her as ready as possible. She was tight as fuck, and I was by no means a small guy.

When I couldn’t take another second, I finally guided her legs around me and notched the tip of my cock at her entrance. “Just breathe, baby,” I encouraged her as I slowly pushed inside.

Wrenley gasped, and I winced, imagining how she must feel being stretched by my considerable girth. “Breathe,” I told her again. “I don’t want to hurt you, but…”

She took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles, giving me room to slide in a little deeper. “I know you don’t,” she rasped. “That’s why I trust you to take care of me.”

Her faith in me sent warmth spreading through my chest and come spurting out of my cock. It didn’t cause me to soften even the tiniest bit, though, and the added lubrication made it easier to glide into her channel.

When my tip bumped her barrier, I stopped and tried to decide whether to—

“Fuck!” I shouted. Wrenley had grabbed hold of my ass and bucked her hips up so hard it had forced my shaft to break through her virginity. The sensations rolling over me made it difficult to concentrate, but I fought hard to stay still and made sure she was okay. “What the fuck, baby?” I panted.

Her cheeks were wet, but I could see the pain fading from her eyes. She shrugged. “I could see you agonizing over it, so I decided to do it for you.”

I wanted to laugh, but I was still worried about her…and occupied by trying not to come from the way her pussy was gripping me like a vise. “I wanted to be gentle—fuck! Would you stop doing that?”

Wrenley had grabbed hold of me again and thrust her pelvis up, pushing me even deeper. “I don’t want gentle,” she rasped. “I want you to stop talking and finish what you started.”

She raised her head and used her teeth to tug on the silver bar in my nipple just as her inner walls clenched. Dark spots suddenly floated into my vision. “Whatever you want, baby,” I grunted before giving myself over to my need for her.

I pulled back a few inches and slammed back in, burying myself to the hilt.

“Yes!” Wrenley cried, her fingers curling, making her nails dig into the flesh of my ass.

The small bite of pain set off something primal in me, and I shouted as my body took over.

I held myself up just enough so I wouldn’t crush Wrenley, but my hips slapped against her skin every time I thrust deep inside her.

“Oh, fuck, baby. Your tight little pussy feels so damn good. So fucking wet. Fuck! Oh, fuck!”

There was rhythm at first, but with every glide of my dick inside her, I felt more and more wild. I moved to my knees and grabbed her ass, raising her pelvis so I would penetrate even deeper. For some reason, that was the moment it hit me that I was bare inside Wrenley. The question of whether I should pull out zipped into my mind, but it left just as quickly as it had come. Because on the next thrust, my cock bumped her cervix, and the caveman inside me took possession.

I pumped my hips fast and hard, rutting in my woman with one goal. To make her come before I filled her with my seed.

“Jordan! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes!” Wrenley’s cries escalated to screams of passion, and they fueled my fire.

“Come, baby,” I commanded, my voice low and hoarse. “Let me feel that pussy squeezing my cock. Make me come with you and milk it dry. Is that what you want, Wrenley? For me to fill you up?” Her pussy clenched hard, and I smiled grimly. “Yeah, I knew you’d like that. Take it, baby. Oh, fuck yeah. That’s it. Yes! Fuck! Fuck!”

Wrenley suddenly shattered, and it pushed me over the edge right after her. I bellowed her name, my climax hitting me like a freight train as I planted myself as deep as possible. My cock exploded, and streams of come filled her pussy, spurting over and over until it was seeping out between us.



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