Chapel Bend (Huckleberry Bay #3) Read Online Kristen Proby

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Huckleberry Bay Series by Kristen Proby
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 76000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
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“Well, you’re looking through that kitchen as if you’re starving.”

She closes the fridge and then leans against the island with a rueful smile. “I guess I have nervous energy.”

“Why?”

“Because this is the first time I’ve spent the night away from normal life with you. It’s like a mini vacation.”

“We stayed at the inn last weekend.”

“Yeah, but that’s like a second home to me, so it doesn’t count.”

“Ah, I get it.” I nod and slowly walk around the island and pull her against me. “Being in a strange place with me makes you nervous.”

“Yes, but not in a bad way.” She turns and presses her hand to my chest, her eyes wide. “I don’t mean it to sound bad.”

“I get it.” I take that hand from my chest and kiss her palm. “It’s just nerve-racking.”

“Yeah.” She swallows hard. “I know that’s silly.”

“Not silly.” I kiss the inside of her wrist, and her pupils dilate. Yeah, the sexual tension has been high since that moment in my truck on the side of the road. “I want you, Juniper.”

“Thank all the gods because I’ve been struggling not to jump you.”

I grin and push the sleeve of her sweater up so I can kiss the inside of her elbow.

“I’m going to savor you.”

“No.”

That has me raising an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“No. No savoring or lingering or going slow. I want you to fuck me, Apollo. Right here on this island, if you’re so inclined.”

She pulls back and strips out of her clothes, tossing them aside. Then she returns to me, pushes her fingers into the hair at the nape of my neck, and kisses me, hard.

“We always go slow,” she says between kisses. “But I want it like that night after the bar. I want it a little crazy tonight.”

Unable to resist her, I lift her onto the counter and grin when the cold granite against her skin makes her squeal.

Then I drop to my knees in front of her, spread her legs, and move in to devour her.

She cries out, leaning back on her elbows and scooting to the edge of the counter. When her hand fists in my hair, holding me to her, I almost smile.

She has nothing to worry about because I have no intention of moving away from this very spot.

She’s already dripping wet, her clit hard and ready for the tip of my tongue to gently move back and forth over it, playing it like an instrument.

I push two fingers into her, and her hips buck up off the counter. My free hand cups her ass, holding her up as I eat and suck and pull as much from her as I possibly can.

“Apollo!” She slaps the granite beside her hip. “Holy shit, I can’t. I can’t. Holy shit.”

“You can.” I go in for more, curling my fingers inside her over and over again until she’s crying out from the ecstasy of the orgasm as it moves through her.

I glance up, and her eyes are bright with pleasure as she catches her breath.

“More,” I growl and cover her completely with my mouth, pulling and sucking as she shrieks in surprise and starts to shudder once more.

“I swear to god,” she mutters, but the thought dissipates as she succumbs to yet another climax. “Holy fuck.”

Unable to wait any longer, I pop the button on my jeans and work them down over my hips far enough to unleash myself, pause just long enough to protect her, and then plunge into her. There is no stopping to let her adjust to me before I’m pounding in and out of her at a hard, harsh pace that has us both groaning with pleasure.

“Do it,” she says, sitting up and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Come. Come.”

“Jesus,” I groan and can’t hold myself back from doing exactly that as her silky core contracts around me, milking me dry.

When I can open my eyes again, I’m pretty sure I haven’t just had a stroke, but I see June smiling with immense satisfaction.

“Yeah,” she says before swallowing hard. “Like that.”

“I’m afraid of going too hard and hurting you.”

“I like it a little rough.” She laughs and bites my lower lip before kissing me tenderly. “If I’m being honest, I like it all the ways.”

“That’s comforting.” I kiss her nose and then slip out of her and help her to her feet before I search for the closest bathroom. Once I’ve cleaned myself up, I find her redressed and sitting on the couch, watching the water.

“I never know what to do with downtime,” she admits as I sit next to her and pull her against me. “Especially in the past year.”

“You worked your ass off this year,” I agree and kiss her head, taking a breath and drawing the scent of her shampoo deep into my lungs. “Aside from building amazing things, do you have any hobbies?”


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