Untouchable Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Bad Boy, Dark, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 185
Estimated words: 175455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 877(@200wpm)___ 702(@250wpm)___ 585(@300wpm)
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Between my own lewd thoughts and Carter brutally pounding inside me, tension starts to build in my core. As if he can see me starting to feel too good and he wants to stop it, Carter pulls out of me.

Grasping my arm, he tugs me back over to the desk and gives me a push toward it. I require no manhandling this time. I bend myself over the desk and spread my legs as far as he had them before. I’m dripping wet now and I feel so exposed spread out here like this without him inside me.

Carter steps forward, grabbing the globes of my ass in his hands and squeezing. “Your ass is beautiful. I should take that, too.”

Fear takes over and I look back at him over my shoulder, alarm clear in my expression. I want to tell him no, but I’m too worried that will seal the deal and the next thing I know he’ll be forcing his too-large cock into that too-small hole.

Running a hand over my ass and smiling faintly, he says, “Maybe another time.”

There won’t be another time, but I can’t tell him that. I don’t know how I’ll make sure of that, but I have to. Clearly neither one of us can be trusted once he gets me alone.

Right now, he guides himself inside me, and this time, I don’t fight him. I hold onto the desk for dear life, losing my grip and sliding several times while he fucks me. My insides twist and tauten as he moves inside me, hitting at just the right angle. I’m ready to climb the walls, grabbing desperately at the desk, then he shoves inside me hard and fast, hard and fast, hard and fast. I cry out again when I come. Carter is prepared this time and covers my mouth with his hand, muffling my cry of pleasure, and the helpless whimpers that follow as he continues to use my overly stimulated body to get himself off.

Finally, he groans with his own pleasure, pushing deep then pumping a few more slow times until he has emptied himself inside me.

I let my arms fall to each side of the desk. My face is smashed uncomfortably against the hard surface now, my body completely boneless as I lie here letting the desk entirely support my weight. I know this is something I’ll have to deal with later, but for right now, I just want to feel good.

Since Carter is standing and doesn’t have anywhere to recover, he has to pull it together before I do. He starts moving and I don’t question it until he lifts my foot and takes my panties off instead of pulling them back up.

I crane my head to look back at him and see my panties in his hands.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I’m keeping these,” he tells me, dangling them briefly, then shoving them in the pocket of his jeans.

“What?” Reluctantly pushing myself up, I tell him, “You can’t keep those. I’m wearing a skirt. You want me flashing everyone my business?”

Carter merely smirks at me. “Nope, don’t want anyone seeing your business. Guess you better keep your legs closed.”

I roll my eyes. “You keep your legs closed,” I mutter straightening my skirt around my waist. I feel naked in this skirt with no panties on, and dirty on top of it because I can feel the evidence of Carter fucking me between my legs. “I can’t… Just give me my panties back.”

“Nah. Gonna keep ‘em. Might need visual aids when I talk to your buddy, Luke.”

Panties forgotten, my eyes widen. “You better not really talk to him, Carter. I will be so pissed at you if you embarrass me like that.”

Carter shrugs, then crosses his arms. “Then you better handle it yourself. If you really went out with him, end it. Feed him the same bullshit you gave me about needing to focus on your schoolwork, I don’t care. Just end it. I’m not going to have some other asshole putting his hands on you. If he does, I shit you not, Zoey, I’ll fucking decimate him.”

I don’t even have any interest in a relationship with Luke, but Carter’s insistence that I remain on the shelf while he does whatever he wants really pisses me off. “You’re bein’ ridiculous,” I tell him. “I don’t need your permission to live my life.”

“Of course you don’t. Just to fuck someone else. You need my permission for that, and you’re not going to get it.”

“You are not my boyfriend anymore. What part of that is hard for you to grasp?”

Moving away from the wall and to the desk where he put my books down, Carter retrieves them and brings them over to me. “Here you go.”

“Just gonna ignore that perfectly reasonable question?”

“You’re probably hungry, huh?” He pulls out his wallet and extracts a twenty. “Better get yourself some lunch. I’ve gotta make an appearance in the cafeteria or I’d come with.”



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