Den of Sins (Chicago Sin #1) Read Online Alta Hensley, Renee Rose

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors: , Series: Chicago Sin Series by Alta Hensley
Series: Chicago Sin Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
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As we leave the shop, he says, “I suppose we should head home. If Marco or one of his men get there to stand guard before we arrive, my cousin is going to kill me.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” I say with a smile.

“You haven’t seen Marco mad,” he says with the hint of a smile.

Happiness on Armando is a good look. He’s so fucking hot right now.

I lean forward, so close I can feel his warm breath on his face and smell the sugary sweetness from the ice cream.

“Kiss me,” I say. “Kiss me like a boyfriend kisses a girlfriend.”

He looks at me with a mix of surprise and hesitation, as if trying to read my mind. I sense his heart racing, and I know that I am pushing him way beyond his comfort zone. I said boyfriend and girlfriend. But I don’t care. I want him to kiss me, to claim me as his own, to make me forget about everything else in the world.

He leans in slowly, his lips hovering just inches from mine. His hand drops to my waist, pulling me closer to him. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. And then, finally, his lips meet mine in a tender, almost hesitant kiss.

At first, it’s gentle and tentative, as if he’s afraid of hurting me. But then, as I respond eagerly, he deepens the kiss, his tongue probing my lips. I moan softly, my hands clutching his shoulders, urging him on. He presses me against the wall of the boutique, his body hard against mine, and I feel a surge of desire like nothing I have ever felt before.

I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in the short hair at the nape of his neck. I feel the strength in his arms as he holds me close. With a groan, he breaks the kiss, pulling back to look at me. “What are we doing?” His voice is husky.

“We’re kissing,” I say, a smile playing at the corners of my lips.

“Like boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“Exactly,” I say simply, before pulling him in for another kiss. This time, he responds with even more passion, his hands roaming over my body as he kisses me deeply.

As our mouths move in perfect harmony, I realize that this is what I’ve been missing. Passion, desire, and the thrill of the unknown. I don’t know where this will lead, but for now, all that matters is the heat between us, the hunger in our kiss and the promise of more to come.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Armando

We enter her tiny apartment, kissing, surrounded in a hurricane of lust and desire. I need this woman more than I need to breathe.

As we stumble through the door, our lips pressed together in a frenzied passion, a sense of relief washes over me. Finally, I’m here, with her, and nothing else in the world matters. Her apartment is small, cramped even, but I don’t care. All I need is her. We’re two animals returning to our den. Our den of sins.

My hands roam over her body, tracing the curves and dips of her figure. Heat radiates off her skin, and it only fuels my desire further. I need to be inside her. Now.

I lift her off the ground, her legs wrapping around my waist as we stumble towards the bed. Her scent fills my nostrils, intoxicating me further.

As we collapse onto the bed, I break our kiss for just a moment to look into her eyes. They’re dark, filled with a hunger that matches my own. I need her, all of her, and I know she needs the same from me.

“I’m going to fuck you like a boyfriend fucks a girlfriend,” I say, remembering her request earlier and how she wanted me to kiss her.

Her hands are in my hair, pulling me closer. I feel her urgency, her need for me. “No. Fuck me like an animal would fuck his prey.”

This girl… she’s fucking everything. Everything.

I dip my head down to kiss her again, my tongue slipping into her mouth as she moans in pleasure. Our bodies are pressed together, my hardening cock aching to be inside her. Sliding my hand down between her legs, I stroke into her wetness and know that she’s ready for me, and it only spurs me on further. I need to be inside her. I need to make her mine.

With one hand, I undo the buttons of her blouse, revealing the soft skin underneath. My lips leave hers, trailing down her neck and chest, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. My other hand reaches for her skirt, pulling it down her body until it falls to the floor.

My hands roam everywhere, seeking out every inch of her skin. She moans and writhes beneath me, her own fingers gripping my hair and pulling me closer as if scared I’ll leave her alone.


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