Brave Enough (Love In Montana #3) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Love In Montana Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
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The lock on the door made a noise, indicating someone was coming. I knew the second it opened that it was her. No woman had ever made me feel the way Kipton did when she walked into a room.

And I was fucking tired of tiptoeing around my feelings.

The light turned on—and she turned around and screamed, pushing back against the door.

“Oh my God! Hunter! What in the hell are you doing sitting in the dark?”

My eyes took in that dress, her beautiful body, while I tried to ignore the way my dick instantly went hard. I smiled when our eyes locked.

“I was waiting for you.”

Kipton stood there and stared at me for what felt like an eternity before she finally pushed off the door. “Why are you waiting for me?”

Standing, I finished off the whiskey and set it down. I moved around the table and walked closer. “I saw your bag, so I figured you’d be coming up to change.”

Her brows pulled down into a frown. “So…you decided to wait in the dark?”

“It was more peaceful.”

She looked around the suite. “No one else is here?”

I shook my head, trying to stay focused on her face, but I lost the battle and let my gaze roam over her body again. “You look…stunning in that dress, Kip.”

Her upper teeth dug into her lower lip as she glanced down at herself, then back up at me. I took a step closer, then another. Kipton stepped back until she came to a stop, pressed against the door once again.

“Thank you. But you should know that Jack arranged for me to wear the dress.”

That caused me to pause. “Jack?”

She cleared her throat. “He wanted me to wear something that I might wear if I was in Vegas and going to a club. Morgan designed it. Jack bought it for me.”

I clenched my jaw tightly and fisted my hands. “He bought it for you? Why?”

Kipton looked away and let out a frustrated sigh. “He wanted to see what your reaction would be to me in the dress—especially when you were with all the other women.”

“What?”

She suddenly looked exhausted. “It doesn’t matter. But he totally blindsided me, and I’m tired and I need to change. We have to leave for the airport in less than an hour, and I haven’t eaten anything and…” Her voice trailed off when her eyes met mine.

I took another step closer until I was only inches away from her. My eyes dropped to her chest, where it rose and fell quickly. Fuck if her breasts didn’t look amazing. I was going to have to thank my sister for this outfit.

When I looked back up and our gazes met, I whispered, “I want to kiss you, Kip.”

Her mouth fell open ever so slightly, but she didn’t say anything. Lifting my hand, I wrapped it around her neck as my thumb swept across her silky-smooth cheek. Would the rest of her body feel so soft? I wanted to find out more than anything.

I took another small step closer until our bodies were pressed together. “May I kiss you?”

When she looked up at me, her head resting against the door, she licked her lips, and I took that as a yes.

Leaning down, I brushed a soft kiss across her lips and moaned ever so slightly. I needed more. I needed so much more.

Capturing her mouth with mine, I deepened the kiss, licking along her bottom lip until she opened to me. The moment our tongues met, something inside me seemed to burst open. A feeling I’d never experienced in my life rushed through my veins.

My other hand lifted to her breast, and I squeezed, causing us both to groan in pleasure.

Two seconds later, Kipton put her hand on my chest and pushed me away. “Stop.”

Feeling dizzy and confused, I shook my head. “Stop?”

Kipton ran her hands up and down her arms, then slipped out from between me and the door. She walked into the room and stared out the window. With her back toward me, she asked, “Why did you kiss me?”

I let out a confused laugh. “I would think that’s pretty obvious.”

Turning, she wore a blank expression on her face. “It’s not to me. Unless maybe your little dance session with seven other women turned you on so much, when you saw me dressed like this, you thought you could just take what you want. Like Mark did.”

Another bolt of jealousy hit me. “Mark?”

“He thought he could whisk me up to his room and I’d fuck him. Is that what you thought as well, Hunter? You’d just wait for me to return and let off some of the steam a bunch of other women built up?”

“No!” I practically shouted. “Jesus, Kip, how could you even think that?”

“I saw you dancing with them, Hunter. I saw Kimber pushing her ass into you, kissing you, and you certainly appeared to be enjoying yourself.”


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