Drunk Dial Read Online Penelope Ward

Categories Genre: Chick Lit, Drama, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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“Friends…” I smiled.

“Yes…friends.” He held out his hand. “Deal?”

I took it. “Deal.”

He kept his hand firmly gripped around mine as we just stared at each other. Neither of us would be the first to let go, and then suddenly out of nowhere he pulled me into him. The next thing I knew, his lips were enveloping mine. The move was so sudden, so unexpected that I nearly peed myself.

He groaned as he pushed slowly into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he said over my lips.

The feel of his metal tongue ring flicking around was enough to make me lose all of my inhibitions. He tasted like sugar and cigarettes, and all I wanted anymore in this life was to just keep doing this. I hadn’t realized exactly how starved I was, how badly I had needed this contact. But going from zero to Landon was like not eating for years only to be met with the most decadent of foods.

I dug my fingers into the short strands of his hair, pushing him deeper and deeper into my mouth. His kiss grew harder as I fell back onto the couch. His hard body was now over me. Instead of feeling scared, I welcomed his strength.

Desperate sighs escaped me into his mouth. The feelings brewing inside of me as we kissed were unlike anything I had ever felt before. The last male to ever be on top of me was basically a teenage boy. This was a muscular man, one whose sounds of hunger, albeit deeper in tone, were matching my own. It scared me how willing I would’ve been to just give him whatever he wanted.

We kissed for what felt like several minutes, although truly there was no concept of time. I felt like I could have kept kissing him forever. Drowning in an abyss of desire, I wasn’t sure if I could’ve stopped even if the building was on fire.

The problem with something that felt this good was that it was never enough, particularly for someone like me, who’d gone so long without so much as touching a member of the opposite sex.

I needed to feel his body. When I tried to slip my hands under his T-shirt, he reached for them and immediately locked my wrists before pulling himself off of me.

His head was against the back of the couch as he panted, looking as though he’d just escaped from something.

I felt mortified. “I’m…I’m sorry.”

He placed his hand on my leg. “No, no, no…you have nothing to be sorry about. Don’t you dare apologize.”

Landon’s face was red. He looked just as worked-up as I felt. His erection was bursting through the denim of his jeans. He was clearly aroused, so why did he stop?

Not sure if I really wanted to know the answer, I asked, “Why did you pull away?”

“Believe me, I want your hands all over me. I just had to push back because I was afraid I would lose control. I’m not going to be satisfied until I’m deep inside of you, Rana, and I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret. That felt way too good, and I was a few seconds from saying ‘fuck it,’ moving too fast, and messing things up.”

“It was fine. It was just kissing.”

“That was not just kissing. It won’t ever be just kissing with you. Ever.”

“No, I guess it wasn’t.”

“You were starting to undress me. I had to stop.”

Feeling a bit stupid, I admitted, “I wanted to feel your skin.”

“If you haven’t been with anyone in as long as you say, then you’re fragile. I can’t move as fast as my body would like, as much as I want to. That would be a mistake.”

As much as my body resisted that thought, I knew he was right.

“Well, thank you for looking out for me even when I’m not looking out for myself.”

I leaned my head against his shoulder and looked up as he gazed down at me.

He groaned, “Fuck…see…you merely look at me, and I need to kiss you again.”

I sighed. “So, kiss me…”

He gave in, planting a firm kiss on my lips. “No touching,” he spoke over my mouth. “Just kissing. Okay?”

Smiling over his lips, I said, “That’s gonna be hard to uphold.”

“Very fucking hard.”

PRIVATE DANCE

Meeting Landon’s friends so soon was a huge deal. I didn’t have a lot of time with him, and I wanted to experience what his life here in California was like. He tried to assure me that we didn’t have to go out, but I convinced him otherwise, because I was really curious.

When we showed up to the Sunset Rooftop Bar, I recognized Ace immediately. He was seated next to a man and a woman, who were sitting close enough for me to assume that they were a couple.

The décor was really cool with several lanterns lighting up the night. A bar that seemed to be illuminated in purple was situated in the middle of the action. We were surrounded by abnormally beautiful people; that was definitely not something I was used to back home. Most of the time, I was the center of attention in a crowded room. Here, I just blended in.


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