Brutal Ambition Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
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I know I should make him use a condom, but he doesn’t. He hasn’t all day long.

I savor the sensation of him pushing into me bare, then his mouth is on my jaw and he’s leaving kisses rough enough to bruise everywhere he can reach.

This time, after he fills me with his cum, he doesn’t leave me. He stays between my legs, his cock still in my body, the bulk of his weight on top of me.

I love it.

I’ve lost track of how many orgasms I’ve had today, so my body is completely relaxed. I enjoy having his head resting against my breast and absently run my fingers through his dark hair.

“You make it so fucking hard to leave you,” he rumbles.

I crack a smile. “You don’t have to. I like having you inside me.” Seeing an opportunity—or I guess the duty, because I’m not thrilled about it either—to bring it up, I gently tug on his hair to pull his head back and urge him to look up at me. “We do need to go back to using condoms, though. I can get on birth control, but I’m not on any right now, and I don’t think either of us wants an accidental pregnancy to deal with.”

“No?” he asks, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

I have no capacity for severity right now, but I roll my eyes playfully, a smile still tugging at my lips. “No. I’m a sophomore in college. It’s most assuredly not an optimal time for me to get pregnant.”

“I’m a senior. Timing seems a little more optimal to me.”

I shake my head, taking it as a joke anyway because what he’s saying is crazy, and obviously he doesn’t really want to have a baby with me.

Not now, at least.

“Should we name the baby something French since we know it was conceived here?” he asks casually.

My eyes widen. “That’s not funny.”

He smirks up at me. “It wasn’t meant to be. Paris is probably too on the nose, but we’ll think of something.”

“No. We are not naming our fictional baby. And we need to stop talking about it. I don’t want to keep putting this out into the universe.”

“Might not be the worst thing.”

He really is crazy. I guess I realized that when he burned down a frat house, but he’s certainly reminding me right now.

Unfortunately—or fortunately?—I’ve already decided I love him, so I don’t care.

“Why would you want to get me pregnant anyway?” I ask idly, resuming playing with his hair.

He shrugs. “It’s something permanent. Something between us that couldn’t be undone.”

He sounds serious. “I mean, it can be,” I point out gently.

He shakes his head. “No. Whether you kept it or not, it would be a thing that happened. A part of me that lived in you for a while.”

My brow furrows, and I caress the back of his head. He sounds almost… sad.

“Is everything okay?” I ask.

He nods, looking up at me. The seriousness in his expression clears, and his mouth tugs up just a bit. “Of course. Never been better.”

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I never want to leave Paris, but when I wake up again and the sun is streaming through the window, I know it’s about that time.

Killian and I shower together and get dressed, then we head out for a quick bite at a street café before we have to check out.

Dare and Aubrey are having lunch inside the Eiffel Tower before we leave, but we can’t go with them. Check-out at our hotel is at noon, and we’ll have Toast with us when we leave.

We know they won’t be hungry for a while, though, so Killian grabs takeout from a nearby restaurant and we eat on a bench with a view of the Eiffel Tower instead. Thankfully, it’s warmer and sunnier today than it was yesterday, so it’s still a good time.

After we eat, we take pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower. I even get a few with Toast to commemorate what I’m sure will be her only trip to Paris.

When we finish eating, we enjoy a last stroll, roaming the romantic Parisian streets hand-in-hand.

Finally, we load into a car and head for the airport.

We beat Dare and Aubrey this time, so we’re the first to board.

We know our internal clock will be a bit fucked today, but since there’s no way we can sleep on the plane ride this time, Killian says we should download a movie. Then, smirking, he types in Phantom of the Opera and downloads it, but I’m not complaining.

Our travel companions arrive a short time later, and finally, it’s time to head home.

Knowing we’re going back to reality reminds me of all my adult responsibilities. I haven’t touched my schoolbooks since our last plane ride, so I dig them out and log some study time.

Since I do want to watch the movie with Killian, I take a break a few hours later. Nobody’s hungry enough for dinner, but we’re feeling snacky, so the flight attendant makes us a fruit tray and another with vegetables. Aubrey opens some Skinny Pop, and the flight attendant brings around drinks, then we’re ready to watch the movie.


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