His Mrs. Right Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
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He reached across the table, taking her hand. “I want this with you.”

She didn’t want to get into it now. This was the meal she wanted to give to him. The truth was, Brice was making her feel so many different things right now, feelings she wasn’t used to and didn’t know what to do with.

“Eat up.”

She wasn’t ready to talk about the future. Not even close.

Once they finished their dinner, she grabbed the mousse out of the fridge. When she went to sit in her own chair, Brice caught her wrist, giving her no choice but to sit in his lap as he fed her chocolate mousse.

“So delicious,” he said.

Some of the chocolate got on her lip, and instead of allowing her to lick it off, he kissed her. Gripping his shoulder, she moaned against his mouth, wanting more.

Biting on his lip, she pulled back, staring into his eyes.

Slowly sinking down to the floor, she released his belt.

“I can see that wicked glint in your eye, baby. You want my cock?”

“You know I do.”

He helped her get his erect dick out of his pants. Running her hand up and down the length, she stared at the wet slit, her mouth watering for a taste of him.

Taking the spoon with some of the mousse on, she rubbed a small amount of chocolate across his dick and took it into her mouth, tasting him and the sweet treat as well.

“Oh, fuck, that is hot.”

He took the spoon from her, lifting her head back so that he could add more chocolate for her to suck off. With each suck, he got harder, filling her mouth. His pre-cum leaked onto her tongue.

She wanted to drive him wild, to have him come apart in her mouth.

Over and over she sucked him until there was no more chocolate. He tried to lift her up, to get her to stop, but she wasn’t going to.

She wanted him to explode inside her mouth, to come screaming her name.

His fingers sank into her hair, and he started to thrust up. She felt him get thicker as he drove deeper into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat. The moment he did, she felt the pulse followed by the wave of cum that filled her mouth.

She didn’t hold back, swallowing every single drop as he came. Only when he couldn’t take anymore did she sit back, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock.

“Damn, woman, I would marry you just because of your cock sucking alone.”

She got to her feet, about to sit in her own chair when he caught her wrist once again.

“My turn.”

She didn’t have time to protest as he spread her out on the table and took his time, making her scream for him.

Chapter Ten

News just in, wedding dress anyone? Danielle Knox is preparing for the wedding of the year, or is it? Reports say they may be going for a more private affair. Here’s hoping we get to see at least the dress.

Time passed, and he got to see Danielle in several different wedding dresses. Her mother pitched a fit, but they wouldn’t be parted. Brice refused to leave Danielle at the shop. Also, he was afraid if he did, she’d find some way of running from him.

Not only did she have to try on wedding dresses, her mother organized a cake testing event, and then of course they were sent to different venues to check them out.

Each time, Danielle seemed to get more stressed.

After a long Saturday of following her parents around, and his, they sat in her home, snuggled up on the sofa. A movie was playing in the background. Staring at her head, he realized they’d been together now nearly two months.

Her cookbook was nearly complete, at least the first part.

It wasn’t the time that surprised him, but a certain other little factor that did. She hadn’t had a period in that time. He knew because every chance he got, he was deep inside her.

Running his fingers up and down her arm, he couldn’t help the smile or happiness that filled him.

She’d not mentioned about not getting her cycle. Did she even know?

She sighed, pressing her body against him. “I’ve got a couple of guest appearances next week,” she said.

He knew. He made sure her agent and manager constantly kept him up-to-date on her work schedule.

“I’ve been so tired lately,” she said.

Holding her tightly against him, he tried to think of the best way to break the news to her. They didn’t know for certain, but two months, that was a pretty good indicator.

“Baby, I think we need to go and see a doctor,” he said.

“I’m not sick. I just work a lot.” She stroked his thigh.

“I don’t mean about you being sick. At least, not a lot of women see it as an illness.”


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