King of Nothing Read Online Aurora Rose Reynolds

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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“Everything is great. I just wanted to talk to you about your closing date scheduled for two weeks from today. Do you think you’ll be able to make it here?”

“Oh.” I look up at Roman, who comes around to the side of the bed to kiss me before he passes me the coffee. “Do I need to be there?”

“You don’t have to be here; we can do everything from wherever you are. The buyer is from out of state, so they won’t be there to sign in person either.”

“I still need to figure out where to put all the stuff from my mom’s house. It might be good for me to come back and do that at the same time.”

“If that’s what you want. But the buyer has already let me know there is no rush for you to move since they won’t be able to make it to the property for a few months. You will probably have to pay them rent for the time you are still occupying the property, but we can sort all of that out before we close.”

“I think I’ll plan on being there. I’d rather have everything done,” I say, even as my heart hurts and my stomach fills with dread.

“Sounds good. Then I’ll plan on you being here for closing.”

“Thanks, Kandi.”

“Any time. We’ll be in touch soon. Have a great day.”

“You too.” I hang up after saying goodbye, then look at Roman when he takes a seat on the edge of the bed. “Thank you for the coffee.”

“Are you sure you want to go back for the closing?” he asks instead of acknowledging my gratitude.

“I don’t know that I want to, but it would be good to spend some time at my mom’s house. Plus, it will take me some time to sort through the things that I want to keep and what I should get rid of.” I rub my lips together, then add quietly, “We’re already here in Vegas. The Grand Canyon is a day trip, and New Orleans was next. I planned on staying there for a while and getting a job, so I can just find a place to store my van and fly home after instead.”

“What about the rest of the circles on your map?”

“I’ll get back to things after I’m done. I’m sure you’ll also need to get back home.”

His jaw clenches. “I’m not going back to New York without you, and I’m not letting you go to Wyoming without me.” Taking my eyes off his, I look around the room at his things mixed with mine.

“What are we doing, Roman?” I ask softly after a long moment.

“What do you mean?”

Tossing out my hand, I motion between us. “I mean… what is this? What are we doing?”

“I don’t know what this is.”

Darn, my heart should not hurt from that statement, especially when I don’t even know what this is, nor even know what I wanted him to say. A declaration of love would be ridiculous to want, given the short time we’ve known each other, but part of me wishes it was that easy.

Taking my coffee, he sets it on the side table, then wraps his hand around my ankle and tugs me down in the bed, making me gasp. As he crawls up between my legs, my heart pounds as he looms over me.

“I don’t know what this is, Elora.” He leans in, kissing me softly. “But I know it feels right.” His hand smooths up my side, where my tank top has ridden up, his thumb stopping at the underside of my breast. It takes everything in me not to arch, not to seek more of his touch. His lips brush against mine while his fingers find their way into my hair. “I also know the idea of you being in Wyoming or anywhere else that isn’t with me makes my chest feel tight.” His eyes wander over my face. “Can that be enough for now?”

“Yeah,” I whisper, resting my hands on his shoulders while my heart pounds. His thumb slides under my tank top and over my nipple. My inner walls contract.

“Good.” He kisses me again, his tongue sliding against mine.

Lifting my knee, I curve my leg around his hip. The sound he makes in the back of his throat when his erection presses against me causes a tingle to spread from my scalp and down my spine. His hand at my breast moves between us, and his fingers find me in an instant, sliding over my clit, circling once, then twice, before entering me slowly. With zero shame, I ride his fingers, digging my nails into his skin, arching my back when he uses his chin to tug down my tank top so he can pull my nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck.” He pulls back, his eyes meeting mine, as I come almost instantly. But it’s still not enough, not when I can feel how hard he is, and not when I’m aching to have him inside me.


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