Bad Apple Read online Elle Kennedy

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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My eyes narrow. “Is that a challenge?”

“Yep. And at the moment you’re definitely not meeting it.”

I sit down on the edge of the bed. “You realize you won’t be this smug when I’m through with you?”

Before she can answer, I lean forward and grasp the waistband of her pants. Slowly, I roll the material down her smooth legs, brushing my fingertips along every inch of skin that I reveal. I hear her breath hitch again and fight a smile. No matter how much she pretends to be in control, I know that all it’ll take is one touch, one lick to her pussy, and she’ll be a moaning, trembling mess.

I throw her pants on the floor before focusing my attention on her tank top. Instead of removing it, I stretch out beside her and kiss her breasts through the shirt. The kiss leaves a wet spot on the material and causes both her nipples to pucker eagerly.

“Let’s get this off,” she says, fumbling for the hem of her top.

“No.”

I grab both her hands with one of mine and shove her wrists over her head, clasping them with my fingers. Dipping my head again, I rub my mouth over her covered tits, then bite one of her nipples. She flinches, but I know I haven’t hurt her. The glazed look in her eyes tells me she’s enjoying every second of this. I continue to nibble, my tongue pulsing with the need to slide underneath the thin shirt and taste her skin. But not yet.

Not until she begs for it.

Maybe it makes me a pompous ass, but I want this woman to beg. She might’ve agreed to let me stay at her place, and to hop into bed with me, but she’d acted almost like she was doing me a favor, and I’m desperate to prove to her that our attraction goes both ways. That she wants me just as badly as I want her.

Still holding her wrists against the headboard, I slide my free hand up her body and cup one perky breast. I squeeze, enjoying the little whimper of distress she gives. Nearly a full minute ticks by, but still I make no move to rip off her shirt, instead teasing her tits and kissing her nipples until she squirms beneath me.

“Please,” she finally begs.

I poke my tongue in my cheek and lift my head to meet her agitated green eyes. “Please what?”

“Please take my shirt off.”

“Anything else?” I ask mockingly.

I see the cloud of desire and irritation on her face, and I know it’s hard for her to admit how badly she wants this. Needs this. She surprises me, though. With a strangled groan, she sucks in a long breath, then says, “Fuck me, Ben. Please.”

It’s all I need to hear.

With a groan of my own, I tear the tank top off her body and press my mouth to her delectable tits, feasting on each one. I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill, but the heat of her pussy against my hip is too hard to ignore.

Sucking one nipple deep in my mouth, I hook my thumb under the waistband of her panties and push them down. I cup her, moaning when her juices coat my palm.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I croak.

She makes a grumbling sound. “You seem to make that happen. A lot.”

I bristle at her forlorn tone. “Don’t act like you don’t love how wet I make you.”

To prove my point, I shove one finger inside her pussy, and it’s instantly surrounded by heat and moisture. My mouth tingles, aching with the need to taste this girl again. Releasing her wrists, I plant one last kiss to her breasts and then slide down her body until my head is positioned between her thighs.

“Fuck,” I mutter. “I’m dying to put my mouth on you again.”

“Then do it,” she whispers.

My tongue travels along one firm thigh, licking her smooth skin before gliding toward her clit. Her soft moans drive me wild, light my entire body on fire, but I manage to hold on to my restraint. Maggie gives a breathy whimper as I flick the tip of my tongue over her swollen clit, and when I begin to suck on it, she shudders. I lift my head, grinning at the desperate heat flashing in her eyes. Pleased with her reaction, I continue to explore her sweet pussy, enjoying the way she arches her hips to allow me greater access. I add a second finger into the mix and begin a lazy rhythm that causes another moan to escape her lips. When her hands start clawing at the sheets, I finally quicken the pace, suck hard on her clit, and she promptly topples over the edge.

She comes hard, and just listening to her hoarse moans and feeling the orgasm vibrate through her body makes my cock twitch with anticipation.


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