Change of Possession (The New York Nighthawks #7) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
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“That’s the idea,” I drawled.

She blushed but rolled her eyes and muttered, “You know what I mean.”

I grinned and began to kiss my way down her body until I reached the apex of her thighs. Gently, I pushed her legs open, licking my lips when her folds parted to expose her swollen pink pussy. “Soaked,” I grunted. “Fuck, I need to taste you.”

After lying on my stomach and wedging my shoulders between her thighs, I licked her center from bottom to top. Cleo cried out, and her hands moved to cling to my hair as she bucked her hips, searching for more.

Her juices filled my mouth, turning me into an instant addict. There was no way I would ever get enough of Cleo. I licked her into a frenzied state, then added a finger, working it into her tight hole while I nibbled her clit.

Eventually, I was able to stretch it enough to sink in a second digit. I sucked hard as I scraped the pads of my fingers over her G-spot, and she detonated with a scream.

“Yes!”

I grunted and pushed my hips into the bed, trying to hold off my own climax. I wanted to come inside her the first time.

My fingers worked and stretched her, but I was a hell of a lot bigger than that, so I pushed to another orgasm and managed to add a third finger. Hopefully, it would be enough for me to work my big cock into her tight heat.

I didn’t wait for her climax to pass before I surged up until I covered her body from head to toe. My patience had officially run out.

Cleo tensed when I lodged the tip of my dick at her entrance. “Relax, baby,” I murmured, dropping my head to suck on one of her diamond-hard nipples.

I pushed in just an inch and circled my hips, getting her used to the feel of me. When I switched to the other peak, I slid in a little farther. “Fuck,” I rasped when her muscles clenched around me.

“Rigby,” she gasped, and I froze.

“Am I hurting you?”

She jerked her head from side to side, then nodded. “A little, but it feels…don’t stop.”

Her voice was breathy, and I felt it in my core, causing my shaft to throb with need. Figuring it would be best to get it over with, I put her legs around my waist, then palmed her ass and drove balls deep inside her.

“Oh fuck! Cleo!” I shouted. It was so snug, I nearly lost it right then. But the tears sparkling on her cheeks brought my worry to the surface, overriding my hunger…for the moment.

“Baby, are you okay?”

She bit her lip, then looked up at me through her lashes and smiled. “It hurt for a second, but now…” Her cheeks turned pink, and I used a finger under her chin to force her head back so she was looking directly up at me.

“Now?”

“I feel…stretched, and I, um, want you to move.”

“Thank fuck,” I groaned.

Carefully, I withdrew about halfway, then slid home once more.

“More,” Cleo moaned.

I brushed my lips over hers, then smirked as I teased, “You want me hard, Cleo?”

Cleo’s cheeks darkened, but she smiled and purred, “Hard and fast, Rigby. Don’t hold back.”

“Oh fuck, baby,” I grunted as I dropped my face into the crook of her neck. “Don’t say shit like that to me right now. I’m barely hanging on to my control.”

“What if I don’t want you to be in control?”

Her inner muscles clamped down, and she dug her fingernails into the skin of my back. All sanity fled, and I was lost to my urges. I needed to fuck Cleo like I needed to breathe.

I withdrew, then slammed back in.

“Yes!” Cleo cried out as she squeezed the fuck out of my cock.

“So fucking tight,” I groaned. “That’s it, baby. Milk my cock. Fuck, yes!”

My body took over, and I pounded in and out, rutting between her thighs like an animal intent on breeding its mate. That thought spurred me even more, and the headboard repeatedly banged into the wall.

Suddenly, I realized there wasn’t anything between us. “Fuck, I’m inside you bare,” I rasped. “Are you on birth control?”

Cleo pressed her lips together and shook her head. “I haven’t needed it since…”

The reminder that I was her first—and last—pushed all thoughts of condoms and birth control from my mind. I sealed my lips over hers and fed on her taste while returning to fucking her hard and deep.

I ignored the tiny little voice in the back of my head that was cheering on my boys, encouraging them to knock up my woman.

After a few thrusts, she ripped her lips from mine and cried out, “Oh, yes! Yes, Rigby! Yes! Yes!”

She was close, thank fuck, because I couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Come, baby,” I demanded. “Squeeze that pussy. Yes! Fuck!”


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