All the Right Moves (All The Right Moves #3) Read Online Sara Ney

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Funny, New Adult, Romance, Sports, Virgin, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: All The Right Moves Series by Sara Ney
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
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He bends down and kisses me slowly before he reaches into his bedside table. A condom is rolled on, and now he’s slowly sliding into me for the second time in a matter of hours.

I’m still sore, but the barrier of my virginity is no longer there. When his hips begin a slow roll, I can do nothing but marvel at the incredible new sensation. He isn’t hitting any of my erogenous zones, but it actually feels… good.

Wait.

No. It’s starting to feel… better than good. Delicious? Amazing. Spectacular.

“Do you want to be on top?” His throaty request sends a shiver up my spine.

“Huh?” My head lolls on the pillow.

“Get on top.” He grips my ass like a vice and rolls us, groaning when I’m finally straddling him. “I read… somewhere… yeah… like that, baby… I read that girls…” he gulps then pauses, working my hips with his hands, pulling me over him back and forth, doing most of the work. “Shit… Abby…”

“Shhh,” I hiss at him. “Shut up.”

I’m trying to focus.

He squeezes his eyes closed and sighs, licking his lips in concentration as I move over him. “I read that girls have a better… chance… of having an orgasm… on… top.” He drags out the sentence between pants. “You feel… don’t stop… are you close?”

He read what somewhere? Why the hell is he still talking? I’m trying to have my first sex orgasm, for Christ’s sake.

I must have spat the words out loud, because he sputters out a startled laugh, his head rolling to the side before a guttural moan escapes his lips. I undulate my hips, finally finding a rhythm that works for both of us.

I lean forward and am rewarded with a hungry, open-mouthed kiss as Caleb’s talented fingers fan out precariously close to my back door—there’s no delicate way to say it—and I’m sorry, but that feels… it feels… s-so goooood.

Keep doing that th-thing… Yes, Caleb, right there, th-that spot… a little harder. Yes, like that… Deep, s-so deep. Are my toes actually curling? Why does this—oh shit, oh shit—feel so good? Oh! O-ohh… Uhhhhhh… Oh my god, I’m going to have an orgasm, are the last intelligible thoughts I have before, well, having an orgasm.

“H-holy shit.” A puff of air leaves my throat at the ripple of pleasure shooting through my body. “Now you have me swearing.” I admonish myself as Caleb drives his hips upwards, immobilizes my hips with his giant hands, and impales himself deeper.

“Keep moving, baby. I’m gonna come,” Caleb demands with a rasping groan before his entire body tenses up with a hoarse, primal grunt. He pulses inside me a few times as his fingers slide to my shoulders, pulling me in for another kiss.

I sit up with him still inside me, gingerly stroking my fingers lovingly across his strong jaw and gazing down at him in satisfied wonderment.

And that’s…

Well.

That’s when the door flies open.

Caleb

“Dude. What the… fuck? Holy shit. Dude.” Cubby stands in the doorway as my bedroom door ricochets against the wall, staring down at the bed. “I didn’t know you had company, bro.”

“Get the fuck out, jackoff!” I roar as Abby chokes out a horrified squeak. She scrambles frantically for the blankets but is still impaled on my now flaccid dick, so it’s basically the most fucking awkward position I’ve ever had the misfortune to be in.

Her hands quickly cup her naked breasts, her face and neck turning red and covered with a bright rash.

“Wow, Showtime, she’s got a great rack.” Cubby’s eyes roam Abby’s creamy skin approvingly, and I all but throw her off me so I can climb out of bed and beat the ever-loving piss out of my roommate.

I look around for my pants, pointing furiously toward the door. “Get your fucking eyes off my girlfriend’s tits and get the fuck out, now.”

“Dude, I was giving her a compliment.” He continues to stand in the doorway, immobile, captivated by the free porno show. “I stopped by to see if you’re going to the rink tonight.”

Why is he still standing there?

I am seething through clenched teeth. “I’m going to beat the shit out of you.”

Cubby’s eyebrows shoot up into his hairline. “Bro, why are you yelling? You’re the one who didn’t lock your door. How am I supposed to know you’re in here having sexual relations?”

Abby disappears beneath the covers, burrowing herself deep as another voice joins the party, chanting, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” over and over.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Miles halts next to Cubby, clearly on his way to the gym, keen eyes focused on the lump in my blankets. “You got someone in there with you, buddy? Don’t tell me. Let me guess…” He taps a finger on his chin. “Brielle from the Campus IT Help Desk?”

Arrogant prick.

“You idiot, it’s Abby. I caught them boning,” Cubby tells him matter-of-factly, like Miles is the idiot here.


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