Come Here and Kiss Me Read Online M. Robinson, W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, New Adult, Taboo Tags Authors: , ,
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
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It’s maddening.

Controlling.

Everything I crave it to be.

His lips move from mine, descending down my neck—pecking, nipping, licking. My head extends back even though I whimper at the loss of his mouth against mine.

It’s slow and instinctual.

Further surrendering to his touch, to his love, to the man who owns my heart and soul.

“Ro… please kiss me again.”

He eyes me with a predatory regard. “I will.” He grins. “But first, I’m going to kiss your pussy.”

Roughly gripping my thighs, he slides my ass down to the edge of the bed where he tears off my panties and dress next. Once I’m naked, he drops to the floor and sucks my clit into his mouth. My head falls back, and my back arches from the intense pleasure.

I gasp a heady breath, turned on but also startled by his aggressive gesture. He takes his time with me. Just the way I love. Inch by inch, leaving me breathless beneath him, working me into a frenzy.

Kissing.

Licking.

Fucking me with his skilled tongue.

“Beg me, kitten. Beg me to make you come.”

I sit up on my elbows and plead, “Please…” He causes my back to arch when he does exactly what I ask.

I explode, coming so hard that I’m lightheaded.

“Ronan…” I purr his name, fisting my hand in his hair.

“Whose pussy is this, Brooklyn? Who owns every last part of you?”

I moan in response.

“Tell me? Tell me who you fucking belong to?” he demands, standing above my body.

I watch as he throws off his shirt and unbuttons his slacks, pulling out his huge, hard cock.

He gives me a devious smile, looking utterly delicious. “Now answer my question.”

Placing his shaft along my opening, he coats the tip with my wetness and parts my lips. Slowly and deliberately swaying up and down, he knows my clit’s still sensitive from his relentless tongue.

“You,” I say.

In one hard thrust, he’s deep inside me. My nails dig into the comforter as the mix of pain and pleasure races through my entire body and lights every nerve ending on fire.

“Fuck me,” he growls.

My hands fist the comforter in knots while he slams in and out of me.

With each moan that escapes my lips.

With each deep thrust of his cock.

With each clench of my pussy, stirring down to his balls.

I lose myself to him.

Coming.

Spasming.

Trembling.

My legs wrap around his hips, and my heels press into his ass.

He leans forward, resting his forehead on mine and staring deep into my hooded eyes.

Our hearts pound.

Our skin’s covered in sweat.

Our lungs are completely out of breath.

He makes love to me.

In our own world.

In our own everything.

All I can hear is desire over the waves crashing onto the boat, mimicking the rhythm of our hearts as he takes what belongs to him.

Me.

When he moves his hands to my clit, my breathing escalates.

“Fuck, Brook,” he groans my name. “Just like that … give it to me…”

I can feel his thickness as my orgasm hits me again. My body shivers. It’s all too much, but I can’t get enough.

He kisses me more aggressively than before and grabs the back of my neck, wanting to bring me closer to him. Our lips move on their own accord. We no longer have any control over our actions.

He kisses my jawline to my neck, then deliberately makes his way back up to my mouth.

“Goddamn … you feel so fucking good,” he groans, roughly gripping my hips.

Moving harder, faster, for his pleasure and mine. He can feel my G-spot on the tip of his cock, only fueling his thrusts. My body is on the verge of shuddering as I take his vigorous assault.

Our mouths part, breathless, riding the high and waiting to fall over the edge.

Together.

He plunges his tongue into my mouth when he feels my pussy throb against his cock, pulsating long and tight. Muffling my screams.

I’m his undoing.

Another groan escapes from deep within his chest as he cums so hard and deep inside me. He releases his cum as deep into my pussy as he possibly can.

Both of us try to catch our breaths.

Our thoughts.

Our emotions.

Until he whispers at the shell of my ear, “I love you, Mrs. Wolf.”

He makes me feel…

Whole again.

CHAPTER 30

Brooklyn

“I love you.” He smiles with his eyes as we celebrate our fathers having mug shots taken and my own resigning from his position at the university. It was a forced resignation and long overdue.

It’s been a long three months, but it was worth it.

Before I know it, I’m stepping into a brand-new Mercedes luxury convertible. A gift from Ronan.

“You love it?” he asks me as he slips into the passenger seat.

“Uh, yeah,” I answer, loving how the leather slips under my palms. “I love it, and I love you.”

He’s distracted me these past few months with gifts and plans for our big night and our honeymoon.

Our wedding is right around the corner.


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