Coming Home (Whiskey Men #3) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
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He widens his legs, and I try to adjust to him. His manhood is hard against my outer thigh. I wonder what he’d do if I lifted my leg and shifted so I could feel him against my core. The need to do just that is overwhelming, but I lie still, frozen in place.

“Breathe, honey.”

I let out a breath in a big whoosh. “You’re really going to be able to sleep like this?”

He grunts his answer to me. “Eventually, yeah.”

I nod and let my body nestle into him. I fight back a yawn, but he’s so alert to me and what I’m doing he nuzzles his chin along my hair. “Sleep, honey. I got you.”

My voice is drowsy and my words slightly slurred. “But I’m supposed to have you.”

He kisses my head. “We got each other.”

Chapter 17

Hudson

I wake up with Ellie sprawled on top of me. Her legs are on each side of my waist, and my cock is hard at her center. I should move. I know it’s the right thing to do, but I can’t force myself. All I’d have to do is pull her shorts and panties to the side and I’d feel her honey warmth coating my cock.

Just thinking of it has me lifting my hips.

She moans and jerks her head off my chest, looking at me with wide eyes. She fidgets her hips side to side, and I put my hand to her lower back. “I wouldn’t do that, honey.”

She twinges her hips again, and I throw back my head as I try to hold my hips down in the bed. Fuck.

Her cheeks are red. “Did you sleep?”

I brush the hair off her face. When I wasn’t thinking of fucking her, I slept, but I can’t say that. “Yeah, I slept. It was good. How about you? Did you sleep okay?”

She raises up over me, the cleavage of her breasts in my face. I could tip my head up just a few inches and kiss her there. She doesn’t realize it, though. “Yeah, I slept really good actually. I’m sorry, Huddy. I wasn’t planning this. I didn’t try to get you into bed… for this.”

She stammers through it as she starts to move off me, but I can’t let her go. Instead, I flip her over onto her back. I need to let her go. She told me last night she trusts me, but her actions say different. If she trusted me, she’d tell me what she’s running from, but no matter how many times I ask, she tells me nothing.

“I know you were trying to help me… Is there something I can help you with?”

Before she can say anything, I position my leg between her thighs, lift my knee, and press into her pussy. She grinds her hips as she looks up at me in wonder. With a satisfied moan, she lifts her arms to my shoulders and holds on to me. “Yes.”

There’s something inside me that spirals. Her satisfied whimper echoes through my mind, and I want to hear it again. “I want to make you come, Ellie.”

Her blue eyes darken until they are almost navy in color. Desire tints her cheeks, and she nods her head. “Yes, I want that too.”

I start to pull away, and she makes a grab for me. “Where are you going?”

I smile because it’s like she doesn’t want to let me go. “I’m going to make you come… on my tongue. I want to taste you.”

She hesitantly looks at me. “Huddy…”

I lean down and press my lips to hers. It’s our first kiss, but instead of taking it slowly, I ravage her mouth, unable to get close enough. Our tongues slide against each other in a duel, and I tilt my head to the side to kiss her more deeply.

Her hands go around the back of my neck, and she holds me to her. I lift up and slide my hand down her leg and then up her shorts. I slide my hand into the leg of her panties, and she lifts up, opening her legs to me. I slide one finger through her wet, swollen slit and groan as her desire coats my finger. She’s soaked.

Unable to resist a minute longer, I slide down her body, put my hands at the waistband on her hips, and grunt at her, “Lift up.”

She does as I ask, and when she lifts up, I pull her shorts and underwear down her legs. One of her hands goes to her lower belly, and the other covers her pussy.

I place my hand over hers and cup her mound. “What do you think you’re doing?”

She looks around the room that is now bright with the sun shining through the curtains. “Uh, it’s too light in here.”

I nuzzle my nose against her belly. “I want to see you.” I kiss the hand that’s on her belly, and then I wrap my hand around the one that’s at the v of her legs and lift it up. First, I kiss the palm, and then I move down, fitting my shoulders between her legs.


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