The Wrong Number (Bad For Me #4) Read Online Lindsey Hart

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy Tags Authors: Series: Bad For Me Series by Lindsey Hart
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
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One more wriggle on her part, and I’m pretty much done. I can’t help but thrust into her perfect, tight heat over and over again. I grasp her hips and take her along for the ride because I want, more than anything, to make sure that she feels good. I drag my cock over her walls, quick and hard, then torturously slow so she can feel every single detail of me. Victoria tilts her hips, taking me deeper on the hard thrusts while her hands grasp my shoulders to hang on.

“I love your pussy,” I whisper madly against her lips as I give her yet another scalding kiss because I have to taste her since I’m pretty sure she’s the source of oxygen and life and everything good. “I mean, my dick loves your pussy, my mouth loves your pussy, and I love the taste of your pussy. All of me loves your pussy.”

“I love your cock of wonder,” she whispers against my ear. “And that’s about as dirty as anything I’ve ever said before. It’s like a magic wand, turning me inside out, but that would look kind of scary, so it’s just figuratively turning me inside out…and oh my god, that feels really good. Can you do that again?”

I pull back, grind my teeth, and thrust harder while Victoria wraps both legs around my waist and squeezes hard as her hips bounce up and down, arching into every thrust.

“Oh my god, that’s amazing,” she pants. “So, so good, Atlas.”

I try and slow down the hip pumping, but the ache in my balls is now spreading to my ass, which is infiltrating my tailbone and spreading all the way up my back. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on, especially since I’ve never felt this connected to anyone before. When I close my eyes, this isn’t just our bodies. Every soft sigh and whimper Victoria makes is magnified, wrapping around me in the still night light, a vortex taking me to another world. It’s like we’ve created a magic sex time machine, and we’re going to all the places we want to go at once. I can feel her heart going thump, thump, thumping rapidly. I taste the pulse at her neck with my tongue, laving it over her life source, and I kiss her lips just to savor the sounds of pleasure falling from them, and fuck me, they’re sugar-sweet.

Still, even with all the magic going on, and even with my dick getting squeezed six ways to freaking January by Victoria’s tight channel, I’m still holding on. She’s wild beneath me, the tips of her breasts grinding against my chest, her hips slamming up and down and back and forth, grinding, canting, pulsing, taking. I’m so freaking close that the countdown is on. Ten seconds to make this night memorable for all the wrong reasons.

I have to take matters into my own hands. Literally.

While I’m pumping hard, filling and stretching her tight pussy, I bring my hand between us and find her clit. “Come for me, Victoria. Come all over my cock.”

“Are you going to come?” she moans back, her voice raspy and so far gone. When I realize just how close she is, I nearly blow right away. “I want you to come with me. I…oh god, Atlas, I’m going to….”

She arches up fiercely, her back wrenching off the crushed flowers. Her hands grasp my shoulders, and her legs lock around my hips so tightly that they practically bruise me. Then, she throws her head back, exposing the slender column of her throat as she cries out and thrashes beneath me. Her pussy clenches around my dick, and the major cramp in my stomach finally untwists as my balls practically make that leap straight into my ass, and my whole back tingles.

I let go, coming with Victoria and thrusting madly until I seat myself deep inside her and spill into the condom. I see freaking lights, which might be stars, but it also might be my brain combusting into tiny little gooey pieces inside my skull as I experience the best freaking climax I’ve ever had in my life. I’ve never come so hard, and it’s still happening. I’m still coming, my hips are still pumping, and Victoria is still riding out the waves, her pussy clenching in wave after wave of her own pleasure.

“Oh my god,” Victoria whimpers. “My god, that was so, so good. I…holy. Shit. Wow. That was just wow. It was everything everyone always made it out to be. Fabulous. Mind-blowing. Earth-shattering. Freaking magic. Just. So. Amazing.”

I very nearly collapsed right on top of her, but I wasn’t sure if it was due to the fact that I was trembling and sweat-slicked and spent because I just came so hard that I was the one who nearly turned inside out and traveled to another dimension in our wonderful sex time machine. As it is, I just barely manage to stay upright by sheer force of will. My arms are trembling, my legs are shaking, and my whole body feels wobbly, though not as wobbly as my brain.


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