Hold Me Until Morning (Time River #4) Read Online A.L. Jackson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Time River Series by A.L. Jackson
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Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
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No barriers left.

Her walls throbbed as I filled her to the brink of breaking.

Her thighs shook as she fully seated herself.

So hot and tight that I nearly blacked out at the feel of her.

“Perfect fuckin’ fit, you and me. The way this pussy hugs my cock. You were made for me, darlin’. Carved for me. It for me. And I was created for you.”

A shaky breath left her as she adjusted to me again, both hands coming to my shoulders, eyes brimming with the love that could no longer be contained. “There was a part of me that always knew it. I felt you like a piece that had gone missing.”

I brushed back a lock of soft, silky hair. “No more missing, Hailey. It’s just you and me. Now ride me, darlin’. And don’t you worry about being gentle.”

Hailey lifted up and sank back down.

Friction blazed.

Spreading like wildfire through my veins.

She did it again, a little harder that time.

A little faster as she began to ride me.

“You feel so good,” she whimpered, her nose brushing mine, her breaths shallow as she rocked.

“You are paradise.”

My heaven.

My escape from the chains.

She started taking me harder, whispers and moans slipping from her mouth as she spun her perfect pleasure.

Knitting me in ecstasy.

She leaned in closer, the words barely a breath. “And you are my home.”

“That’s what I want to be, darlin’. Your home. Your safe place. Your everything.”

“You are, Cody. You are.”

Devotion pummeled me like a fist to the head.

The truth that this was it.

“Need it harder, baby. Don’t be shy. Wreck me.”

I already was.

Done for.

Destroyed.

Greed filled her gaze, and I nearly died at the loss of friction when she slowed then stopped, but then I was dying all over again when she languidly shifted around.

This time in the best way possible.

The woman giving me a view of that round, sumptuous ass as she straddled me facing away.

A greedy groan tumbled around like rocks in my chest. “You really are trying to wreck me.”

“You asked for it.” She sent me a saucy grin, though it was affection in those eyes, and I knew I was the luckiest bastard alive when she sank back down.

Her cunt fisted me in its tight, wet grip, and she gasped out at the change in position.

I had to grit my teeth not to burst apart at the blinding bliss that streaked through my body.

Intensity shivered around us, tiny lightning bolts in the room, that energy whipping and whirring, this connection unlike anything I’d ever shared with another.

I wrapped an arm around her front and fisted the other up in the fall of her hair, and I pressed my lips to the back of her neck. “I love you, Hailey. You got me. All my days. All my tomorrows. Every night and every morning.”

“Every second,” she murmured.

I could feel the charge in the air. The sense that everything was going to combust.

Crackles lit on our flesh. Pinpricks that sparked and flamed and whipped.

I ran my fingertips across her back, following the chills that blazed a path across her skin.

Puffs of need left her on wisps, and she started moving again, taking me in slow, measured strokes, my hand bound in her hair and her back brushing my chest as she rocked.

And it felt like we’d become one entity.

One body.

One mind.

One existence.

Our souls meshing.

Our worlds colliding and crashing.

In the aftermath, we’d become something brand new.

I let my hand wander down her belly so I could get to her engorged, needy clit.

The woman wound in desire, need escaping her lips with every roll of her hips.

Heat flared the second I touched her, and I swirled my fingers around that sweet nub.

Hailey began to gasp and writhe, the two of us rising, our spirits lifting, this pleasure gathering the strength of a thousand suns.

I pushed my mouth up to her ear. “Let go,” I grunted.

Hailey sank back into my hold and she whispered, “I already did. I’m yours. My heart is in your hands.”

I felt her orgasm hit. Spasms lit her up. A full-body glow as she whimpered and writhed.

Her cunt throbbed around my dick as she sucked me even deeper, and that ball of bliss that had wound inside me snapped.

She squeezed me as I came, and I poured and poured into her, this rapture going on and on.

Forever.

Because that’s what this was.

Forever.

We both were panting as we hovered high.

Lifted above this reality to a place that was all our own.

I pulled her closer, and I wrapped both arms around her as I pressed my lips to the cap of her shoulder. “I can’t wait to spend my life loving you.”

She barely shifted to look back at me, that gaze spearing me through. “Good. Because I give every single one of my days to you.”

FORTY-SIX

HAILEY

EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD

Hailey was out in the stables, methodically brushing the mare’s coat. The day was fading away, the light in the massive stables going dim and tossing a stilled peace through the space.


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