Go to Hail Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Hail Raisers #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Erotic, Funny, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Hail Raisers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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He rolled until I was underneath him, and then pulled me until my ass was up in the air.

He smoothed his hand down my backside, dragging his nails along the smooth skin and leaving what I knew were marks.

With the lights off, however, I wouldn’t be able to see them, and neither would he.

But we could feel.

I could imagine what they looked like, and the image turned me on beyond belief.

“You gonna let it go?” he asked, rubbing lightly on one cheek, and then moving to the other.

I snorted. “Never.”

He smacked my ass, just this side of almost too much, and made my breath catch in my throat.

“Travis!” I gasped.

His darkly erotic chuckle filled the air.

“You know how two days ago when we were watching that porn…”

“It wasn’t a porn!” I said. “It was a really popular movie.”

“We were watching that porno, and I asked if you’d ever wanted to be spanked?” he continued as if I’d never contradicted him.

I snorted. “Yeah.”

“I’ve been curious,” he said, running just the top of one single finger over where he’d just smacked me a good one. “What else turns you on?”

I didn’t hesitate. Didn’t stop to think. Just said what I said, and knew it to be the entire, one hundred percent, God’s honest truth.

“You,” I said. “You could decide that you wanted to fuck me on a table full of pizza, with cheese and marinara running down my ass crack, and I’d think it was fuckin’ sexy.”

He started to laugh and then dropped a kiss on my back, right above the top of my ass.

“Good to know if I ever get a pizza fetish, that you’re in,” he teased.

Then our words were lost as he started to run his fingers down the length of my exposed sex.

This going to bed with no underwear on likely would have its benefits.

***

I moaned into my pillow when he squeezed my ass.

There would be no spanking today because spanking equaled out of control Hannah, and I didn’t want to be making any noise. Because noise then equaled kids that thought we were awake.

No, today was all about that quick release, and the way Travis started taking me, hard and deep, let me know that immediately.

“Jesus, you feel so good.”

I bit my lip and closed my eyes, letting the pound of his hips take me away, lull me into that space that put me well on the way to orgasm.

“So sweet,” he whispered, running his thumb down the swell of my ass to come into contact with the side of my entrance.

He swept some of our combined wetness up, and then I felt him move.

The next second, I heard him lick his fingers, releasing them with a soft pop.

“So, fucking, sweet.” He pronounced each word with a thrust and grind of his hips.

I found myself smiling into my pillow, teeth gritting slightly when I felt the roll of my orgasm start to sweep through me.

And then it was there, all without Travis touching me at all.

Him and his magic cock.

It was always like that with us, explosive and fast.

The only time it lasted more than twenty minutes—or even ten—was when we’d both just come, and were going at it for a second time.

I fucking loved it.

I loved it even more when I felt him stiffen behind me, and then buck his hips hard, releasing into my warm depths.

Hot splashes of come filled me as my pussy convulsed around him.

I reached between my legs and cupped his balls, my fingers skimming over the tiny scar that was the aftermath of his vasectomy from a month ago.

No, there would be no more little Hannah and Travis babies running around, and that was okay with us.

We loved our children, and although more would’ve been great, we felt that our family was perfect at three.

So he’d gone and fixed himself so I didn’t have to, and we’d enjoyed the hell out of it since.

When the last jerks of his cock subsided, he squeezed both of my hips tightly once, and then leaned over to the side of the bed where we now kept our towels for this exact reason.

After offering me the towel, I cupped it between my legs and sighed when he pulled himself free.

That’s the second that I heard the doorknob rattle with an impatient twenty-month-old’s annoyed cry following shortly after.

“Dwink!”

I started to laugh and climbed to my feet beside the bed, then hurried into the bathroom and shut the door.

As I took care of my own needs, I listened to Travis dress, and then open the door for his son.

After saying a few low words to him that I couldn’t hear, he’d disappeared down the hallway, leaving me to get dressed from there.

By the time I arrived in the living room, not only our kids and Travis were there, but so were his parents, two of his brothers, and Evander.


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