Dearly Betrayed Read Online B.B. Hamel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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“Go ahead.”

“I want you to do something for me.”

“Say it.”

“We’re here in bed together. We’re married, and I’m thinking.” I chew on my lip, my mouth watering.

He sits up on an elbow and looks at me. “Say it, Fallon.”

“I want you to fuck me.” I whisper the words very softly. “Don’t make fun of me, okay? I’m sick of being a virgin and here we are and, yeah, I hate you, and you apparently don’t hate me anymore but maybe you still do, I don’t know, and I just want to get it over with. We started a little already and I’m just thinking, you could do it for me, right? You could take my virginity.”

“I could,” he whispers, leaning closer. He kisses my neck. “Are you sure? Just a second ago, you were building an invisible wall.”

“A final act of desperation.”

“Tell me you’re sure about this.”

“Will you do it? You’ll fuck me, even if I’m a virgin?”

“Yes, I will.” His voice is hot, laced with desire. “But you need to ask me again.”

“Don’t make me keep saying it.”

He kisses my neck, my chin, the corner of my mouth. I’m practically whimpering with need. Maybe if we do this, maybe if we have sex and get it out of our systems, I can stop having these stupid feelings. I can stop looking at him like he’s a person and start seeing the killer hiding behind that handsome mouth.

“Please fuck me, Jayson,” I say.

And he buries my mouth with his, which is all the answer I need.

Chapter 23

Fallon

He’s gentle. He undresses me and takes his time as he does it, praising my body as he goes, and spending a little extra time on my nipples. “You have beautiful breasts,” he says, licking my hard, pink buds. I’m moaning, basically short-circuiting as he keeps going. This is what I wanted, but I’m also afraid it’s too much. “I love the sounds you make. The breaths you take. Everything about the way you move.”

My top comes off and is onto the floor. My shorts next. My panties after. He takes off his shirt and I press my palms to his muscular chest. He’s so warm, like he’s burning for me. I reach down, unable to help my curiosity as he licks my nipples some more, biting and sucking them, and I grip his hard shaft.

He’s big. Ah, fuck, he’s big, which makes me both excited and terrified. I stroke him slowly, listening to his purrs of delight. I roll my hand around his tip, spreading his slick precum on my palm as I move it up and down his length. He’s really, really big, and I’m meant to have this thing inside of me? Ah, fuck, he’s going to rip me in half, and there’s a sick part of me that’s actually excited for it.

“You’re wet, little fox,” he whispers as his fingers tease my pussy, spreading me and rolling them up and down my folds. “You really did want this, didn’t you?”

“I already asked twice. Don’t make me say it again.”

“You were thinking about it all day.”

“I was considering it, yes.”

“What made you want me to fuck you? Was it when I got you off? Or was it before that?”

“I don’t know.”

“I can tell you when I wanted you.” He rolls his fingers around my clit, getting me nice and wet. I’m panting, breathing hard. “It was when I married you, at the chapel.”

“Our first kiss?” I whisper.

“That’s right. Our first kiss. I needed you so badly the moment my mouth took yours, and even if I still thought I hated you then, I was already beginning to realize that things between us could be good.”

“Good how?”

“Good like this.” He slides his fingers inside of me. My back arches.

“Ah, yes, okay, that’s good.” He fucks me slowly with his fingers as he licks my nipples. “That’s very good, actually.”

“I want to be your husband, Fallon. Which means giving you everything.”

“Fuck, alright, you’re doing fairly well already.”

“I know. I can hear you whimpering. Moaning. Your pussy nice and slick.”

“Filthy man.”

“Do you like it when I tell you these things? Do you like my dirty mouth?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good.” He shifts his weight until he’s kneeling in front of me. My legs are spread wide and my heart’s racing. “Birth control.”

“Excuse me?”

“Birth control. Are you on it?”

“No.”

“Alright.” He leans over, fishes into a drawer, and comes back with a condom. “I’ll wear this for now.”

“For now?”

But he’s already kissing me, his massive tip against my soaking entrance, and a sudden jolt of lust and fear hits me at the same time. He’s going to fuck me now, his cock is going to stretch me wide and he’s going to take me, and I won’t be a virgin anymore. I wriggle, whimpering, wanting him to do it, needing him to hurry, to take me, to go faster, to fill me⁠—


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