Fighting For a Second Chance (Fighting #1) Read Online Nikki Ash

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Fighting Series by Nikki Ash
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
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As I come down from my orgasm, he removes his fingers and I immediately want them back in me. He sees my face turn to a pout, and he kisses it away before he takes the fingers he just had in me and puts them into his mouth. Holy shit! My vagina pulses as I watch him lick my essence from his fingers.

“You taste damn good. I’m going to need to taste some more of this soon.”

When he removes his fingers, my eyes stay glued to his mouth. It’s then I realize he’s removing his bathing suit. I watch as he unties the drawstring that holds them up and pushes his shorts down, exposing his long thick dick. He continues to push the shorts farther down and then steps out of them, dropping them on to the floor on top of my bathing suit pieces.

My eyes move back to his hard length as he takes it in his hand and begins to stroke it a few times, never losing eye contact with me. I know it sounds crazy, but I’m seriously wondering how in the world that thing is going to fit inside me.

He must sense my nervousness because he lets go of his dick and moves closer to me, gripping my chin so I’m looking right into his beautiful green eyes. Keeping eye contact with me, he whispers, “Wrap your arms around my neck, baby.”

I do as he says. Then he grabs my ass in his hands and lifts me against the shower wall. It’s cool against my back but feels good against my overheated flesh.

“I plan to take you in the bed, but right now I can’t wait to have you. Are you on birth control? I’m clean.”

He continues to look into my eyes, searching for what, I don’t know. This is where I should tell him I’m a virgin, but instead I simply murmur, “I’m clean and on the pill.”

As soon as he hears those words, without any barriers between us, he presses the head of his dick to my entrance and, in one fluid motion, buries himself inside me. At first, I feel a burning sensation as he rips through my virginity, but after a few minutes, it begins to feel good. Damn good.

I hold onto his hair with my arms around his neck as he moves in and out of me. His hands are holding my ass cheeks tightly as he pulls his dick out slowly, then pushes it back in with more force.

“Fuck, Liz. You’re so tight. It’s like you’re choking my cock.” He pulls out and then thrusts back in. “Fuck, I don’t know how long I’m going to last. It’s never felt this way.”

My orgasm builds higher, until it’s teetering on the edge, as Cooper fucks me with abandon.

“C’mon, baby, give it to me one more time,” he growls.

All too soon, my orgasm slams into me. My walls clench around his dick, and he pumps into me relentlessly, chasing his own release. My head smacks against the shower wall, but I don’t even care. If I die from a concussion from this, I’ll die a very happy girl.

His mouth moves to my neck, sucking hard like he needs an outlet to release all his built-up tension. His thrusts get choppier and his cock begins to swell inside of me as his hands and legs shake from the intensity of his orgasm.

He comes to a complete stop, breathing heavily, and moves his face from out of my neck, giving me a small smile as he carefully sets me on my feet. I’m pretty sure this man just ruined me for every guy whose to come in the future. After we finish washing ourselves, we venture out of the bathroom in our plush towels.

After we get comfy in my bed, he orders room service for dinner, and we watch some television. As we lie together, he rubs up and down my arms absentmindedly. I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it. It’s like he has to be touching me in some way at all times. As he watches some sports game, I take the opportunity to try to burn every beautiful feature of him into my brain for later, which makes me want him all over again. If tonight is all I get, I need to make it count.

When I start moving down the bed, Cooper looks over at me with a confused expression across his face, but I don’t say anything, letting my actions speak for themselves. I get down to the bottom of the bed and pull the sheets off him, and staring right at me is his big beautiful dick.

I’m not sure if a dick is supposed to be called beautiful, and I’ve never seen one until today, but looking at it up close, I have to say Cooper has one mighty fine-looking dick.


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