Blame it on the Vodka (Blame it on the Alcohol #3) Read Online Fiona Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Blame it on the Alcohol Series by Fiona Cole
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
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“I do not have words for what it does to me to see my cum spilling from your pussy.”

She arched her hips, rolling them side to side like a red flag to a bull, and as she assumed, I charged. I shackled an ankle and jerked her back to the edge of the bed, where I fell to my knees and shoved her thighs wide. Not once did she complain about my roughness.

My heart sank to the pits of hell when she admitted I hurt her, but then she’d admitted how much she liked it, and I knew right then and there, Rae was made for me. She was strong and stubborn and fought me, making her submission all the sweeter.

Latching onto her thigh just inside her knee, I tongued and bit my way closer to heaven. I’d almost made it when a hand in my hair stopped me.

“Your cum,” she explained.

I peered over her mound, meeting her worried eyes with a devilish glint of my own as I tugged her hand free.

“I know, and mixed with yours will be the best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted.”

Holding her gaze, I circled her opening with my tongue before dragging it up to do the same with her clit. Salt and musk exploded on my tongue, only making me want more. Again and again, I dipped low only to always go back up to tease her where she most wanted me.

Crimson colored her cheeks all the way to the tops of her breasts, which heaved with each desperate pant. Not once did I look away until she finally dropped her head back with a moan. She dug her heels into the mattress, thrusting her pussy against my lips.

Her hips worked faster and faster, her cries growing, and just when she was on the edge of tipping over, I wrapped my arms under her thighs and gripped her hips, halting all movement.

“No,” she cried. “Please. More.”

“I’m not ready yet.”

“Dammit, Austin. I swear to g—”

Her words choked off when I dipped lower than before, slipping between the cheeks of her ass. Her muscles tensed, but she didn’t say anything to stop me, so I did it again, pushing further. I pushed her thighs back and wide and circled her tight hole.

She cried out and jerked up as much as she could with a shocked face.

“Do you like that?”

“I—I—” she stumbled, her blush deepening.

“Ohhhh.” Realization dawned. “Has the Raelynn Vos, conqueror of men, never had anyone play with her here?” I asked before swiping low again.

“N—No.”

Like a feral animal, I bared my teeth and growled. I might as well have stood over her and beat my chest. Knowing I found a piece of Rae that no one had claimed felt like finding the rarest gem. It brought out my inner caveman, desperate to throw her over my shoulder and drag her off to claim my prize.

I pressed my fingers into her pussy, twisting and curling to coat them in our cum before dragging them out to play at her tight asshole. She tensed for a moment, but I took my time, circling and pressing in the smallest increments until she was back to thrusting—searching—for more.

“I’m going to fuck you here,” I said.

She tensed again, and I groaned at how tight it was around my finger.

“Not today,” I assured, causing her to relax again. “I need time to get you ready for me, but it will happen.” I added my tongue to the mix, pushing deeper. “There will be a day that you will take my fat cock up your little virgin asshole, and you’ll like it.” Another lick. “You’ll never want me to leave.”

Her whimpers urged me on, and I used my other hand to play with her clit as I continued to torture her with my tongue and words.

“Can you do it, Rae? Can you take me?”

“Yes,” she hissed.

I added another finger to the first, pushing harder. “It’s going to be hard to squeeze in. You’re so small here—so tight.”

“I can do it.”

“It will hurt at first.”

“Good. I still want it.”

“Me too, baby. I want to know I’m the only man to take you here. I want it to be mine.”

“Me too,” she moaned.

Fuck. Me. I almost came right then and there when she agreed so readily. “Soon,” I promised. “For now, let me eat your cunt and play.”

My length throbbed between my thighs, each pulse a reminder of how much I wanted to be inside her again. Desperate to feel her warmth around me, I fell over and worked both hands and my mouth in tandem to bring her to a screaming orgasm in record time.

Before she even came down from her high, I climbed up the bed, shoving her back to where I wanted her. I gripped my cock, lining up with her entrance, when the world spun.


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