Deadly Protector (Kingdom of Sin #4) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom of Sin Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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In response this time, I lean over and kiss her exposed neck. She lets out a soft breath. She likes this… a lot. Deciding to press my luck, I slip my tongue out to lick against the column of her neck, taking her sweet scent and taste into me. Perfection. She doesn’t stop me. If anything, she wants more. Encouraged, I add my teeth, nibbling along her neck, scraping against the exposed skin. Trying to show her how much I need her.

My hand moves of its own accord, going back to her stomach. I let my fingers dance over her, keeping my mouth focused on her neck. I want her lost in passion. I need her to be that way if I’m going to break through her fear. I slide my lips back to hers, taking over her mouth again, kissing her deeply. Gia surprises me, her tongue becoming every bit as forceful as mine. At times, she tries to dominate and take over the kiss. I don’t allow it, but I sure as fuck encourage her. When my hand palms her breast she pulls back to look at me. Our gazes lock as I squeeze the rounded mound, making sure she’s okay if I continue. She seems to sense my unspoken question because she nods her head slightly.

She wants more.

I take a breath of relief and return to kissing her, silently giving her my thanks. I’m hoping my woman can feel how proud I am of her. I know giving into me can’t be easy for her. I know she couldn’t give this freedom to any other man. The weight of that and the knowledge sinks inside of me with a rightness I can’t explain.

Even through the fabric of her bra, I can feel her nipples press against my palm. They both are hard, hungry buttons that my mouth waters to suck on. That will come, but for now, I satisfy myself by pressing on them, rubbing across them with my thumb, trapping them between my fingers and pressing harder.

Gia’s moans become hungrier. She’s louder, her body trembling beneath me. Her hips begin rocking, letting me know that she’s loving everything I’m doing and still wants more. I feel as if I’ve won a war.

She tears her mouth away from me, gasping for breath. “Victor,” she cries, her voice hoarse with hunger.

“I’m here, sweetheart,” I croon, moving my hand under her bra and taking her full tit into my hand—skin against much softer skin.

I feel the way my body quakes from the sensation, answering Gia’s need. She may not realize this, but her hand is now tightly gripping my cock and fuck I wish my pants were out of the way. I don’t want to press my luck, though. So, I don’t push them down. If she doesn’t let go of my cock soon, however, I’m going to cum in my pants like a fucking teenager. I push that thought away as I begin kissing down her neck, carefully sliding my hand back to her stomach. I hear Gia’s tiny whimper of disappointment and I grin.

God, she’s perfect.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” I assure her. “I’m going to give you more pleasure. I’m nowhere near ready to stop,” I promise. Then without warning my lips latching onto one of her nipples that is pushing against her shirt and begging for affection. I hate having her clothes in the way, but once I push her sports bra out of the way, the thin fabric of her worn T-shirt still lets me tease her properly.

“Oh, God,” she moans.

In reward for how needy she sounds, I capture the nipple between my teeth and nip at it, suckling afterwards. I continue my onslaught, but all the while my hand is inching into her pajama shorts. The heat of her sweet pussy calls to me, leaving me powerless. I’m completely under her spell. I was made to be hers. I am here to give her pleasure. She is my world.

I use my fingers to create space against the lace fabric of her panties and dive even deeper. I growl in response to her whimper when my hand is finally cupping her pussy. Her lips are soaked with evidence of her desire for me. I can feel her cream pressed against my palm. Fuck, I wish I could see her. I won’t push it, though. This isn’t a race. I have to win Gia over by perseverance. There’s a neatly trimmed thatch of hair against her creamy lips. It sends pleasure through me. I can tell it’s something she does herself. Most women go to a spa and get waxed. Gia’s not let anyone else see her beauty willingly. I’m the only person she’s giving that right too. It’s a gift. I need to make sure she always feels beautiful and comfortable with me. I want to make sure she knows I cherish her.


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