Seek Him Like Shelter (Lombardi Famiglia #3) Read Online Jessica Gadziala

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Lombardi Famiglia Series by Jessica Gadziala
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
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“Yeah, honestly, I couldn’t tell you shit about any scandals local politicians have been caught up in unless they involved some sort of criminal organization.”

“Yeah,” she said, polishing off her breakfast. “So, that’s what I’m going to be doing today, I guess. Letter, anonymous emails to a bunch of newspapers and political vloggers. Then, eventually, I need to get to the police station.”

“Okay,” I agreed. “I do have some work today, but Serano or another of my guys will be here to keep an eye on you.”

“Will they be able to take me to the police station, or is that… not somewhere they would want to willingly go?” she asked, smirking at me.

“They can take you. Or you can wait for me. It’s up to you.”

“Okay,” she said, reaching for her coffee. “I’ll wait and see how the day goes and decide.”

“I’ll be home to make dinner,” I told her. “I planned to teach you how to make bolognese before all that mess went down yesterday. I have all the makings, if you’re interested in another cooking lesson.”

“Absolutely,” she agreed.

“It’s a date then,” I said as she came around the counter to bring her plate to the sink.

She shot me a sweet smile over her shoulder.

I meant to be out the door already, having plans to get work done early.

But when you had someone with all that pretty smiling at you while wearing your shirt, you didn’t rush away.

I closed the distance between us, pressing my front against her back, trapping her against the counter.

She leaned back into me, letting out a contented sigh.

“Hi,” she said, voice soft and sweet as she turned her face in toward my neck.

“Hi,” I said, my hands sliding up her thighs, taking the material up with me. “Like how this looks on you,” I said, feeling a little shiver move through her as my fingers caressed over her bare hips.

With her pressed up against me, there was no missing the hitch in her breath, the way she melted into me as my fingers moved up her stomach, stopping only when my hands covered her breasts.

A soft mewling sound escaped her at the touch as my hands squeezed, then as my thumbs and forefingers found her nipples and rolled them until she was wiggling her ass restlessly against my quickly-hardening cock.

One of my hands stayed planted between her breasts. The other tracked back down her belly, then slipped between her thighs.

“You’re so wet for me already,” I murmured as she rocked herself against my palm.

My thumb slid up, finding her clit, drawing a choked moan out of her as I started to work it in slow side-to-side motions that had her breathing going fast and shallow.

At her low whimper, two of my fingers slid down, slipped inside of her, feeling her walls tighten as she moaned and rocked her hips against my hand.

I worked her until her moans were filling the kitchen, until she was rocking her ass against my cock.

My fingers slid from between her thighs as I turned her, backing her up against the counter as my lips crashed down on hers.

Her hands were greedy, sliding down my back to sink into my ass, pulling me against her.

My hand slid into my pocket, tossing my wallet on the counter and digging inside for a condom as Elizabeth’s hands slid around to fumble with my belt, then my button and zipper, until she could reach inside, close her hand around my cock, and free me.

I stood there, foil in hand, letting her stroke me for a moment, until the need to be inside was too strong to deny for another second.

I reached between us, sliding on the protection, then reaching down, grabbing her under the knee and yanking her leg up, spreading her wide for me, then stepping in and sliding inside of her.

Elizabeth threw her head back on a moan as her walls tightened around me.

Her need was as impatient as mine, her hips rolling in small circles before I started to thrust. Long and deep at first, then faster as the need grew, as her fingers clawed at the material of my shirt, and my lips swallowed her deep moans.

Her body tightened right before the orgasm slammed through her, her pussy pulsing around my cock as the waves crashed over and over, her cries muffled by my neck as she leaned into me, holding on tight.

But I wasn’t done with her.

Not yet.

As her body started to go lax, I reached for her, turning her, pressing her flat across the surface of the island, her breath sucking in as the cold of it met her skin as I yanked the shirt up.

I moved inward, hand reaching out to massage her ass cheek with one hand as the other slid between her thighs again, teasing up her slick cleft, working her clit until she was whimpering and writhing again.



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