Hungry For More Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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“Oh god,” she moans as I slide in a little more, unable to control myself.

I dig my fingers into her hips as I growl and surge forward. I seat her little cunt all the way down on my cock until her pussy juice is on my balls.

She cries out my name and my body goes rigid. But I only leave it inside her tight channel for a second before I pull all the way out and take a step back.

I glance down and see a trace of her virgin blood on my cock and I nearly crumble to the ground. Every part of my body is begging me to go back to her, but I can’t. Not here, not like this.

I’m rough as I shove my cock in my pants and close them. Then I pull her panties to cover her pussy and yank her dress down. When I look into her eyes, I see a trace of confusion along with need as bad as my own.

“You can’t ask me to fuck you in the dirt like an animal. At least not the first time.” I grab her wrist and stomp back towards the house.

“Wait, Jensen. Where are we going?” She’s breathless as her short legs try to keep up with my long strides.

“Home,” I say through clenched teeth.

Chapter Eight

Sage

I have no idea what my family thought when Jensen dragged me into the house and then announced we were leaving. I couldn’t look any of them in the eye as we practically ran out of there and he tossed me in his car, kicking up dust when we sped out of there. I wondered if we were trying to beat Brian home, but I lost my train of thought when Jensen slipped his fingers inside me as he drove down the road.

I should have protested and told him to focus on driving, but then my hormones took over as well as my need for him and I was telling him not to stop. He got me off in the car twice before he pulled his fingers from me and then licked them clean. I practically mauled him in the elevator once we were past the doorman and to our floor. The second the door to the apartment opened he was on me.

“We can’t do it out here,” I say when he picks me up, kicks the door closed, and pushes me up against the wall. “Brian could walk in.”

“His mind is on other things right now,” Jensen says as he walks into the living room and sets me down on the back of the couch.

I hear a rip as cool air hits my pussy and I feel the torn material of my panties around my waist.

“Just stop fucking wearing these.” He bites my neck before he licks the spot and then kisses down to my cleavage. He buries his face there and I feel his tongue between my breasts as he’s yanking down the material.

I couldn’t believe what I’d asked him to do in the woods. I expected him to take me right then and there, but this man has more control than I ever thought possible. My pussy throbs with the ache of having his cock inside me and knowing what it felt like to be so full. It pinched a little when he did it, but just as quickly it felt good and I wanted more. I can feel my heartbeat there now as he grinds against me and my fingers go to his pants.

He talked a lot at dinner and my parents drilled him on so many things I didn’t know. But what I do know about him is that he’s honorable and above all he’s a good man. I was wrong in the past about Jimmy, but this is completely different. Jensen isn’t someone who is easily changed or led by his emotions. That was clear in the woods. He could have had me but instead he held himself back until he could give us this moment. It’s crazy fast, but this feels like it’s meant to be. I believe that he will always keep his word and that’s all that matters.

“You are going to be the reason I fall over dead,” he says as he picks me up again only to take another five steps and stop.

He pins me against the wall in the hallway and attacks my mouth. He kisses me so hard and deep I can hardly breathe. Do I even want to? My body is crying out for me to submit and give my soul over to him. Who am I to stop it?

“I’m not going to make it,” he says as he presses his forehead to mine.

“We’re almost there,” I say, clinging to him and rubbing my lower half against him.

He grips my ass tight and pulls away from the wall as he stomps down the hall. I’m sure the people three floors below us heard it as he marched into my room and kicked that door closed too.


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