Going Down Hard, In Too Deep, Taking It Slow (Lucas Cousins #1-3) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Lucas Cousins Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 177690 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 888(@200wpm)___ 711(@250wpm)___ 592(@300wpm)
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“I still don’t understand how you ended up working as a stunt double. I mean if you wanted to follow in your father’s footsteps why aren’t you in front of the camera—like Aden?”

“Two things really. One I hate being in front of the camera, I always have. Plus, the accident left me with a pretty reminder, you know Hollywood and their obsession with perfection.”

“Reminder? The scar?” I ask when I notice him touching his face. “But it’s not that big and besides, it’s sexy.”

“You think my scar is sexy?”

“Mmm…yeah. Gives you a don’t-fuck-with-me kind of vibe.”

“You’re a strange woman, Moth-girl.”

“Are you going to keep calling me that? I mean seriously, after a woman gives you the best orgasm of your life—”

“Modest little thing, aren’t you?” he laughs flipping me over so now I’m on my back and he’s on top of me. He’s smiling down at me, his sandy blonde hair falling around his face, sheltering us almost. His blue eyes are sparkling and I think I stop breathing. He seems too beautiful—too perfect—and he’s smiling at me. He’s happy with me.

Me.

“Are you going to deny it?” I ask, challenging him and trying my best to be brave—though I’m pretty sure I blush.

“Not on your life,” he says, his voice dropping down. I arch my neck giving him more room as his lips touch me. He sucks and nibbles on the skin there. My body thrusts up against his. I bite my lip to keep from moaning when I feel his hard cock slide against my thigh. “Tell me, Casey. Did I give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had?” he asks biting into my shoulder, before kissing down my chest. He captures my nipple in his mouth and teases it with his tongue, before sucking it into his mouth.

“Oh God, Gavin,” I whisper, as his fingers slide inside of me. My pussy clutches his digits, trying to keep them inside.

“Answer me, Casey. Did I give you the best orgasm you’ve ever had?”

He has. He absolutely has, but I stubbornly don’t give him the answer he wants.

“You’re about to,” I tell him instead.

He growls, pulling his fingers out of my pussy, before thrusting them back in and pushing his thumb down on my swollen clit.

“Damn straight I am,” he says, as I feel his fingers separating, stretching me, readying me for what comes next. I bring my legs up opening myself to him, because I need it.

I need everything Gavin O’Leary will give me. All of it…and more.

God help me, I need much more.

fourteen

casey

“Uh no. You cannot wear that to dinner,” Gavin all but growls. I turn away from the mirror to stare at him. He’s standing at the door to his bedroom looking better than any man has the right to. He’s wearing dark jeans and a buttoned-up white, dress shirt that has a couple of the top buttons undone.

We’ve been “dating” for a full week now. It seems longer. It feels longer. The time I’m with Gavin is special. I’ve never had this connection with anyone else in my life. He makes me laugh, he makes me feel stronger, he makes me feel safe and he makes me happy. Really happy. He feels like what I imagined being home should have always felt like, but never did. A safe place that you come to every night to regroup, breathe and enrich your soul.

That’s crazy talk, I know. Especially considering I essentially slept with him on our second date. Even crazier if you add in the fact that in the week since we’ve slept together I haven’t left his house. He hasn’t let me and admittedly, I haven’t tried very hard. I had every intention of leaving the next morning. Gavin followed me home, came inside for lunch and instead of leaving helped me pack an overnight bag—a very large overnight bag. An overnight bag that we went and refilled tonight. I say refilled because he wouldn’t let me pack any of my things to take back home. Again, I realize I didn’t try very hard to fight him.

What woman would?

I’m happy and whereas before I ignored Gavin’s over the top flirting, now I’m starting to think he’s serious. He likes me…he more than likes me. Tonight he’s taking me to dinner with his best friends to show me off and he told me that with…pride.

“What are you talking about?”

“You are not going to dinner looking like that Casey,” he says, his face completely serious.

“What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed? Are you afraid I’m going to embarrass you?”

“Quit being stupid Moth-girl.”

“Then quit being a moron, dude.”

His face breaks into a slight smile as he walks to me. My heart starts beating faster.

“Do you know how fantastic this week has been, Casey Langley?” he asks, bending his head down to rest it against mine.


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