Daring Enough (Love In Montana #4) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Love In Montana Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 88456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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His mouth captured mine and silenced any lingering anxiety in an instant. I still held the notebook in my hands and felt Bryson take it from me. I was so lost in the kiss I had no idea what he had done with it and could not have cared less at that moment. All I knew was he was kissing me, and it felt like heaven.

His arms wrapped around my body and drew me closer. I could feel his desire for me press into my stomach and caused my own to double with intensity. I wanted him and was tired of fighting it.

My fingers sliced through his hair, drawing him closer so I could deepen the kiss. Bryson moaned into my mouth, and a bolt of lust shot straight to my core.

I pulled my mouth away long enough to say, “Bryson, I need you.”

He clearly needed no other invitation. His hands were everywhere, pulling off my shirt, squeezing my breasts before he lifted my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground into his erection.

“Fuck,” he whispered before he pulled my bra down and released a breast. The feel of the cool morning air caused my already-hard nipple to harden more. It was an unusually cool July morning, but that wasn’t the reason my entire body shivered. It was knowing I was about to be with the one man who had made my heart feel something I’d never felt before.

Bryson backed us up against one of the stalls and moaned when he placed his mouth over the sensitive peak of my breast.

“God, yes. Bryson, I…I…”

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. “I know, baby. I feel it too.”

Moving to the other breast, he pulled it out, and my bra was lifting them both up as if offering Bryson a meal to devour. And did he ever. With my body pressed against the door of the stall, Bryson worked on sucking each nipple, back and forth, giving them equal pleasure. I was positive I was going to come simply from that alone. Is that even possible? With Bryson, yes, it sure as hell was.

“Please!” I whimpered as he pressed his hard dick into me, causing me to buck against him. The friction was heavenly, but I wanted him inside me.

“I want to fuck you, Rose. Right here in this barn.”

I bit down on my lip as a tingling sensation swept over my body. No way was I going to come simply from Bryson saying he wanted to fuck me.

“Then what are you waiting for?” I asked with a smile.

Bryson set me down and started to unbutton my jeans. “I want to lick your pussy until you scream out my name, and I hear it echoing in this stable.”

My knees felt weak while my hands trembled to undo Bryson’s jeans. He dropped down and pulled my sneakers off, then slid my panties and jeans off. Everything felt fast and clumsy, like we were two high school kids trying to get in a quick fuck before we got caught.

Before I knew it, Bryson had me sitting on the edge of the stall door. I gasped as the cool metal hit my bare ass cheeks, and I had to focus on staying on the thin rail. My breasts lifted by my bra still pulled down and under them, and Bryson’s pants were undone. I wanted to push my hand down inside them to feel his hot, hard erection, but if I let go of the sides of the stall I would fall.

“Hold on tight, Rose.”

I did as he asked and held my breath, knowing what was about to come. My body trembled with anticipation, and the first swipe of his tongue through my folds had me sucking in a short breath. My body was wound up so tight, not only from what Bryson was doing, but also with focusing on staying on the door of the stall. Somehow it heightened the experience tenfold.

“Oh God, Bryson. I can’t do this!”

He looked up and smiled.

“No, I mean, I can, but I’m going to fall on my ass perched up here like this!”

Standing, Bryson lifted me and set me down. “Don’t move.”

He retreated and came back with a couple of blankets and laid them down on the floor of the barn.

I quickly finished undressing as Bryson did the same.

“I’ve been dreaming of being inside you again, Rose.”

“Me too,” I panted as I laid down on the blanket, and he quickly positioned himself between my legs.

“I’ve been dreaming of eating this pussy of yours.”

I closed my eyes and moaned out his name. Bryson’s mouth was back to devouring me, and I could feel my orgasm building. It was going to hit me like a speeding train. I screamed out his name when he pushed his fingers inside me and sucked on my clit.


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