Drake (Pittsburgh Titans #5) Read Online Sawyer Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Pittsburgh Titans Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
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“This has disaster written all over it,” Brienne says with a sigh. That’s enough of a green light for me. It’s that sigh of capitulation that propels me back into her, my hands framing her face for a searing kiss.

Her hands clap around my wrists to hold me there, and she groans into my mouth as our tongues slash against each other. The knowledge she wants this as badly as I do sends a lustful, electric pulse straight to my balls.

I tear my mouth away, looking around. Grand sweeping staircase behind her, which would be uncomfortable as fuck, master dining room with a table for twenty to the left, which I could get on board with bending her over, a formal sitting room to the right, but the furniture would break. I know the master suite and office are behind the staircase to the right, and the kitchen’s on the left.

Which way to go?

“Out back,” she says, and my eyes snap to hers. “Back patio,” she clarifies, pulling from my hold and taking my hand. She leads me around the left of the staircase but rather than veer toward the kitchen, she moves through a wide alcove to another large sitting area with a vaulted ceiling. This space has been designed for comfort with thick cushioned chairs and sofas, a large fireplace against one wall, and another wall with two stories of bookcases split by a walkway. It’s accessed by an iron spiral staircase, and as I look over my shoulder, I see the bookcases wrap around the wall over the alcove we just came through.

On the opposite side are paned, floor-to-ceiling windows and the room is so massive, it has two sets of French double doors that lead outside. A pool glows softly, as well as hard- and softscapes revealed with strategically placed ambient lights.

Brienne leads me to one set of doors, her grip on my hand assured in strength, her skin soft as silk. My eyes drift down to the completely common pajamas she has on, and I decide I like this look on her. She’s not the perfect ice princess of the boardroom or the seductive siren when she’s naked in bed.

This Brienne looks a lot like me.

She doesn’t speak but leads me around the curved pool surrounded by boulders and lush plants. On one end is a small mountain of well-placed rock, from which a waterfall pours into the pool.

A guest house sits back on the right, a smaller replica of the main house. I think she might be taking me there, but then she veers off into the yard. It’s on the cooler side tonight—probably low sixties—and I wonder if she’s cold. Part of me wishes I hadn’t left my suit jacket in my SUV, as I could have offered it to her.

I also regret leaving my tie, because I could have tied her up.

“Here,” she says, dropping my hand as she nods at a piece of unique outdoor furniture. It’s a sofa, completely circular, and large enough to hold three people easily—or one large hockey player and a sassy CEO. It has a half-domed canopy to provide shade, which is connected to a raised back covered in pillows.

I hike an eyebrow and smirk. “You want to fuck out here?”

“I want you to fuck me out here.” She tips her head back to a dark night sky that’s not watered down from the city lights, the view unencumbered by trees. “I want to watch the stars while you make me come.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

Her words almost bring me to my knees. Seductive, wicked… beautiful.

Any thoughts I had about bending her over are quashed, but I don’t mind at all. A naked Brienne splayed out on those cushions with her hands pulling at my hair, my face buried between her legs, and her eyes reflecting the starlight… it’s almost too much to bear.

“Get naked,” I tell her as I start to unbutton my shirt. I glance around, but I can’t get an idea if any neighbors are close by. The landscaping is established and mature with trees and large bushes. I can’t see any houses lit up nearby and only hear crickets chirping feebly against the incoming autumn coolness.

I stall as I watch Brienne pull off her T-shirt, my eyes zeroing in on her breasts. Going to have my teeth there too.

She shimmies out of her pajama bottoms and panties, stepping from them and coming straight at me. Her fingers go to the buttons of my shirt, and she moves me along.

Knocked out of my stupor over the fact she looks like a goddess bathed in moonlight, I grab my wallet and pull out a condom.

“Get two,” she says without breaking stride as she peels my shirt apart.

Grinning, I follow orders.

CHAPTER 14

Brienne

The charity dinner for the children’s hospital was something Adam started seven years ago. It was one of many charities he donated to, both as an individual and as the head of the Titans’ organization, but this was one where he leveraged the power of his hockey stars to raise funds.


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