Dare to Rock (A Dare Crossover #5) Read Online Carly Phillips

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Chick Lit, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: A Dare Crossover Series by Carly Phillips
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
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Avery squeezed him tighter, and he drew strength from knowing she had his back and wasn’t running.

Lola groaned. “Well, whatever you need, I’m here. And you can bet I’m firing his ass too.”

Grey held up one hand. “Not yet. I don’t want to piss him off even more. I let him go and he retaliated. Let me see what my options are first. Just don’t sign anything new with him.”

Lola narrowed her gaze, her pout strong, but she nodded in agreement. “Don’t worry. I won’t.” She snatched her phone. “Call me if you need me.” She strode out the door, shutting it behind her.

Once they were alone, Avery pulled out of his arms and met his gaze. “I can’t believe Simon would undermine you like that. After all those years together?”

“He was always a slimy bastard, but he was our slimy bastard.” He paused, then said, “Do I want to know what you and Lola were doing here together?” he asked.

“She apologized in person for her behavior when we met. She was really being nice. She’s donating signed goodies for the hospital prom. Don’t worry about me and Lola. You have enough stress right now. And speaking of stress . . . why don’t you come into the bedroom and let me work on your tension,” she said, her voice getting husky.

Before he could process her tone or intent, she stepped in front of him and reached for the button on his pants. He’d dressed up for this meeting, wanting to make a good impression on Chloe, punk rocker or not, and the pants slid easily to the floor.

Avery pulled his boxer briefs down, her nails raking down his thighs as she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Holy hell,” he muttered.

She wrapped her fingers around his thick cock, and her tongue darted out as she took a small, tentative lick. The combination of her warm breath, soft tongue, and the fact that this was his Avery had heat and arousal spiraling through him.

He locked his knees to remain upright and glanced into her face. A sexy smile teased her lips before she opened her mouth and took him inside.

Avery was no expert, but she wanted to give back to Grey. He’d done nothing but be good to her, try to convince her how good they could be together, and she was finally starting to believe. To relax enough to stop thinking about herself and want to take care of him for a change.

She braced one hand on his thigh, wrapped the other around his shaft, and pulled him in deep. She swirled her tongue over him while pumping her hand back and forth, judging her success by the low rumbles coming from his chest.

To her surprise, the sounds of his pleasure aroused her on a whole different level than she’d ever experienced before. It was a heady experience, being in charge, and her body responded in kind. Her breasts hurt in the best possible way, and her sex swelled, feeling empty and needy.

He began to thrust gently, keeping a hand on top of her head, trying not to hurt her while he moved in time to the workings of her tongue, her lips, and even, lightly, her teeth.

She squeezed her thighs together, enjoying the rush of arousal she got while taking him higher.

Suddenly he pulled on her hair. “Gonna come, sugar.”

She knew he was giving her a warning, telling her to let him go, but she wanted this. Wanted his release and surrender. All his alert did was make her concentrate more, on the glide of her hand over his cock and the working of her mouth, drawing him in and taking him as deep as she could go.

He came with a roar of satisfaction, and she swallowed every drop, pulling out only after he’d spent himself completely.

He yanked her to her feet and kissed her forehead before unexpectedly lifting her into his arms. “That was awesome,” he told her, dropping her on the bed and yanking her shorts off, taking her panties with them.

“Grey!”

His eyes darkened as he gazed down at her swollen sex. “Your turn,” he said gruffly. He dipped his head and dragged his tongue along her damp slit.

She moaned at the contact, her skin sensitive and aroused already. He teased her with wicked nips of his teeth, soothed with sweet laps of his tongue, and finally slid one long finger inside her. She moaned and bent her knees, trying to contract around him and pull him deeper.

He raised his head and blew over her damp pussy.

The warmth of his breath whipped her into even more of a frenzy of need, and she curled her fingers into the bedding.

“I’ve got you,” he said, his words a drugging promise.

“Please, please.” She needed to come and wasn’t ashamed to beg for it.


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