Firecracker – Smoke Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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My head dropped forward onto his chest, and I let out a cry, hoping the sound of the waterfall muffled it. I jerked and started to slip my hand inside my bottoms when Trev grabbed my wrist and pulled it out.

“That’s mine,” he growled.

He shoved his hand inside and pressed one of his fingers against my clit. I bit down on his chest to keep from screaming. He began to slide his fingers along the folds until he got to my entrance and pushed a finger inside of me. My hips rocked forward. I needed him to go deeper.

“Ah, fuck, this is a tight pussy. You’re gonna squeeze my dick so good.”

I realized I was still biting him and released his skin. His free hand came up and held the back of my head, keeping me pressed there against him.

“Bite me,” he ordered in a husky whisper.

My teeth sank back into his skin, and a deep sound came from his chest. I moved my hips as he slid a second finger inside me and pumped them. I was close again already. Feeling the frenzy of lust clawing at me, I stopped biting him and licked his nipple, like I’d fantasized about.

“Fuuuck, Lollipop.”

The sound of his pleasure triggered me. I forgot about where we were. The rest of the world faded.

“I need you to fuck me,” I panted, looking up at him. “Please,” I begged.

I shouldn’t have let him start this. I wanted it too much. He had no idea how quickly he was going to get me out of his system.

“Jesus Christ, baby. You’re going to decide that right now? We have an audience, and I don’t have a condom.” He sounded like he was in pain.

I reached inside his swim trunks and wrapped my fingers around his erection. “Oh God, it’s big,” I moaned.

It was bigger than Tyde’s had been. Much bigger.

Trev’s head dropped to my shoulder. “Talk about it being big while you’ve got your hand wrapped around it, and I will fucking blow,” he said.

“But it is big. I want to see what this feels like inside me. Please … just a little. Let me feel,” I begged.

He lifted his head to look at me. “Lollipop,” he breathed. “Stop talking.”

I held his gaze while I jerked against his hand. “I love your fingers in my pussy, but I really want to feel your big dick.”

The flare in his eyes brought me so close to the edge.

“You’re a dirty talker,” he said in a shocked whisper. “My Lollipop is a naughty little brat.”

“Please, just a little,” I begged.

“You want me to fuck you where they can see us?” he asked.

“The waterfall is blocking them,” I said as I began pumping his thickness.

“Not good enough,” he groaned, then pulled his hand from my bottoms and took my hand out of his pants.

He grabbed my waist and picked me up, walking me over to where he could set me out of the pool. I stood up as he pulled himself up and out. He didn’t look back at anyone as he took my hand and pulled me toward the door, stopping to grab our towels.

“Here,” he said, shoving mine at me, and then he wrapped his around himself and pushed me toward the house.

“Where y’all going?” Aston called out, then laughed.

Trev didn’t look back or reply. Once we were inside, his hand wrapped around my arm, and he pulled me through the house, up a flight of stairs I hadn’t seen yet, and then we made two turns before stopping at his bedroom door.

He pushed it open and yanked me inside with him before slamming the door closed and locking it. I was against the wall, and his mouth was on mine instantly. His tongue ran along my bottom lip, and I opened for him. It wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was savage. Out of control. Hungry and wicked. I ran my nails down his arms as he took the bikini top I was wearing and tugged it down, then covered my bare breasts with his hands.

I reached for his bottoms, pushing them down, then grabbed his swollen shaft in my hand and pumped it. He made a deep, guttural sound in his chest.

“Let me suck it,” I said, breaking the kiss.

He shook his head. “Not this time. I’ll fucking explode. Condom,” he said, taking my arm and walking farther into the room.

Trev opened a drawer in the end table beside the sofa and took out a silver package, then ripped it open with his teeth.

“Get the bottoms off,” he ordered me.

I hurried while watching him roll the condom down his erection. He dropped the swim trunks and stepped out of them, then grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall.

“Can’t wait,” he hissed, then pulled my right leg up onto his hip before shoving into me with one hard thrust.


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