Always Yours (Whiskey Men #5) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Chick Lit, Erotic Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
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I pull the gown down her arms, and she adds her other hand to the front of her gown to hold it up.

I wrap my hand around her shoulder. “I know you can do it, but I want to help you.”

She doesn’t let the gown go, and I smile at her. “I’ve seen you naked before.”

She rolls her eyes and reaches one hand out to push me in the chest. “No, you’ve seen me in a bathing suit. You’ve never seen me naked.”

I grab on to her hand and hold it against my chest. I lean in until our faces are inches apart. “I’m sorry. Do you not remember last night because I sure as hell do. It’s been on replay in my mind ever since.”

She lifts her eyes to mine. “Yeah, I remember. But I mean, you haven’t seen all this. I have stretch marks, my breasts are…”

When she trails off, I can’t let her stop there. “Your breasts are what?”

“Bigger,” she stutters.

“Ha ha, if you’re trying to make me not want to see them, you’re going the wrong way about it.”

She laughs and shakes her head. “Austin…”

I grab on to the front of her gown. “Let me help you. Come on, I’m taking care of you the next two weeks. I’m going to see you…”

She takes a deep breath, sits up a little taller, and pulls her shoulders back. “Fine. Let’s do this.”

I want to pull the gown away from her, but more than that, I want her to do it for me. I release my hold on her hand and gesture to it. She lets it fall and looks everywhere but at me.

I wish I could say I’m a better man, but I’m not. My eyes jerk to her breasts, and I suck in a breath. She’s right. I’ve seen her in a sports bra and bathing suits. She’s always had perfect breasts, and now if possible, she’s even more desirable. I grab the shirt from the bed and unfold it, hating that I’m about to cover her up. I huff out a breath and am about to cover her when I realize she’s still not looking at me. Her face is red, and she’s obviously embarrassed and insecure with the whole situation.

“Ally.” I say her name, but all she does is blink her eyes.

“Ally,” I say again and ask her. “Can I touch you, Ally?”

Finally, her eyes flick to mine. “You want to touch me?”

She seems so surprised, and I can barely contain everything I’m feeling right now. “Fuck, Ally. You don’t know how much I want to touch you right now.”

I lift my hand, but I don’t touch her. I wait for her to give me the green light, and the whole time, I’m holding my breath, waiting for her to respond. Finally, when it feels like minutes instead of seconds, she gives me the answer I'm yearning to hear. “You can touch me.”

I lift my hand and press my finger to her hard nipple. She sucks in a breath as she arches her back, pressing herself against my hand. The power I feel right now is like nothing I’ve felt before. “Fuck, you’re beautiful, Ally.”

Before she can respond, I lean in and wrap my lips around her puckered nipple. Her hands go to my head, holding me to her as her moan fills the room.

I suckle her as I feel the weight of her other breast in my hand. I want more, but here and now is not the place. I pull back, and she’s staring at me wide-eyed. I have to cover her while I’m still able to stop myself. I open the shirt and pull it over her head. I help her put her arms in the sleeves and then pull it down her body, over her baby bump.

I grab her pants and put her feet in the legs and pull them up to her thighs. With her sitting, this is as far as I can go. I put my hands on each side of her ass on the bed. I’m panting for no other reason than I’m barely hanging on. The need to completely consume her, to wrap my body around her and hold her until she promises to never leave me is unbearable. “After you’ve had some rest, you and I are going to have a talk.”

She opens her mouth and closes it, then she finally nods her head. I help her stand up and then pull her pants up to her waist. As soon as we’re both standing up, the door opens. “Dr. Reynolds has signed off on your discharge. I just need your signature on a few papers and then you’ll be ready to go.”

The woman is oblivious to the tension of the room. I stand up to my full height and give Ally room to sign her papers. Anxious, I sway side to side, ready to get her out of here. Ready to get her to my home… where she belongs.


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