Empire (Empire #1) Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: College, Dark, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Empire Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 94834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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Not wanting to be rude, I slip my hand into his and get a rush of warmth the moment my fingertips brush against his skin. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Eros. I’m Oakley,” I tell him, drowning in the rush of feeling his warm, calloused hand against mine.

His hand tightens around mine, and in one swift move, he pulls me into his chest, my other hand bracing against his pecs to keep from tumbling right into him. His blazing blue stare locks onto mine, and I suck in a shallow gasp, not understanding this strange rush I get from simply being in his presence. I’m completely captivated, completely mesmerized by this gorgeous man.

He smells incredible and towers over me, yet I feel safe in his arms, and damn, it’s clear from the way he feels beneath my fingers just how strong he is. His eyes become hooded, and I watch the way his gaze drops to my lips. “Would I be too forward if I asked to take you home?”

Well, shit. My heart kicks up a notch, and I’m sure he can see the desire flashing in my eyes.

“Way too forward,” I say, trying to laugh it off. “I don’t know about the girls you’re used to fucking, but I’m not the girl who’s going to spread my legs for a pretty face.”

“You think all that’s in it for you is nothing but a pretty face? What do you take me for?” he questions, those deep rumbly tones causing havoc between my legs. “I’m no two-pump chump, baby. I’ll have you crawling out of my apartment, your throat raw from screaming my name, and your ass so sore you won’t be able to sit down for a week. Trust me, Firefly,” he murmurs, his hand snaking around my body and lowering to my ass. “When I tell you I’ll fuck you until the sun comes up, I mean it.”

A smirk pulls at my lips. “If it weren’t already after three, that’d probably impress me. The sun will be up in just under two hours. The douchebag I dated in junior high could fuck longer than that. Besides, after working for the last six hours straight, a marathon isn’t exactly on my night’s bucket list. Now, if you said you wanted to fuck me up against this building and make me come in three seconds flat . . . now that I would consider, but like I said, I’m not the girl who’s going to spread her legs for some stranger she just met on the street.”

“You see, that’s our problem,” he rumbles, his eyes sparkling like two blue flames in the night. “You’re too fucking gorgeous to be a stranger. So what better way to get to know someone than feeling her come on your cock while she’s moaning your name?”

“Sounds promising,” I say, feigning consideration before I push against his chest, putting a little space between us. “But like I said, I’m not that girl. Take me out first, treat me like a lady, spoil me a little, and maybe then I might get on my knees for you. But until then, you’re nothing but the stranger I met in the street.”

“Ooooft,” he laughs, giving me my space as he presses a hand to his chest. “Baby, that one stung.”

“I’d apologize, but something tells me you get off on the pain.”

“See? How could you call me a stranger when you already know me so well?”

I push the door open and step over the threshold before quickly searching the shadows again and coming up empty. “I’m going to bed, Dalton Eros. Let’s hope you get the pleasure of meeting me again”

“Oh, something tells me I will,” he says, those eyes sparkling so bright they almost light up the night sky.

A wide grin stretches across my face, and I shake my head, unable to believe this human exists. He’s everything. Gorgeous, strong, tall, and looks that could kill. There’s a hint of danger about him, but not in the same way as my three stalkers. This is much worse. A man like this has the ability to reach right into my chest, take my heart, and shatter it between his fingers, and because of that, I need to keep my distance.

But damn . . . Maybe I’ll let him have his no-strings-attached fun for just a while and then cut my losses before it gets too deep. After all, skipping out on a treat like that would be a sin, and I pride myself on being a good girl. At least, I’ll be a good girl for the right man.

Not bothering with a goodbye, I let the heavy door close between us and all but skip down the trashed hall. The party here tonight must have been huge to have caused this type of chaos, and to be honest, I kinda figured the asshole guy directly across the hall was hosting the thing. Though how could that be true if he skipped out on the party just to stalk me all night with his equally creepy friends?


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