I Wish You Were Mine (Harbor Village #2) Read Online Jessica Peterson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Harbor Village Series by Jessica Peterson
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Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 104288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
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I press another finger inside her. Her breath catches, but when I start to pull back she grabs my wrist. Shakes her head.

“I like the pressure.”

I lean in to whisper in her ear. “Ready to swoon?”

“Yes. Yeah. Please, please. Please.”

Thrusting my fingers, I get them nice and lubed up. I pull them out and circle them once, twice over her clit. She moves into my touch, whole body undulations that are rhythmic and sexy as hell.

I can’t wait to watch her ride my dick in the mirror. In the meantime, I move my fingers lower. Lower.

Maren goes still when I carefully press my fingertips to her asshole. I coat her there with her own moisture. My fingers move easily over her. I press my middle fingertip against her. The slightest pressure.

“More,” she immediately says. Her eyes are hazy. Locked on the place where I’m touching her.

I know I’m the only one who’s ever touched her here. It’s fucked up how much I like that.

Even more fucked up that I want to be the only one. The idea of another guy opening her mind, opening her here, makes me see red.

I push my finger inside her. Just an inch, maybe less, but it’s enough to make her gasp.

She grabs onto my forearm. Eyes locked on the forbidden place I’m touching her. “My mind is exploding.”

“Stay with me.”

Maren nods. “I trust you.”

Excitement and something else, something softer but bigger, crashes through me. Maren is a smart girl. Might be the smartest person I’ve ever met. She must have good reasons to trust me.

Maybe that means I should trust myself. Trust that I can learn how to let real love in. Trust that I won’t let my daughter—my family—down.

I push my finger farther inside her. I go slowly, steadily. Sinking deeper even as I meet resistance. Her eyes flicker. Her grip on my forearm tightens.

Speaking of tight—she’s tiny here. But she’s clearly enjoying the intrusion. Her teeth snag on her bottom lip.

“Look at you, taking it like a good girl. Such a fucking good girl. I wanna feel you come while I’m here. Touch yourself. Just how you like.” She reaches down to touch her pussy. “That’s it. Look how gorgeous you are when you let go. When you listen.”

Watching Maren play with herself while I finger her asshole, I’m the hardest I’ve ever been in my life. What I asked her to do is obscene—what I’m doing to her is obscene—but she’s clearly down for it.

My balls are in agony. I’m leaking everywhere, precum spreading over the small of Maren’s back. Her skin is sticky with me.

Her muscles contract around my finger. She cries out, her pelvis rolling into my touch. Urging my finger deeper, I start to thrust it. Her fingers move faster over her clit. I play with her breast. Again, gently, as I noticed last night she’s extra sensitive there.

She’s apparently extra sensitive everywhere, because all of the sudden she comes. Hard. I feel the reverberations in her asshole as she arches against me. She shouts my name first, then God’s. Smiling, I cover her mouth and pull her roughly to me so I can whisper in her ear again.

“Don’t you dare wake up Katie before I get to fuck you properly.”

And then, while Maren is still coming, I pull out my finger. Spin her around on the counter so she’s facing me. I hike one leg over my hip and yank her to me.

I take my dick in my hand and glide it down her throbbing slit. Finding her entrance, I push inside. Sink to the hilt in one hard, quick motion. Bare. No need for condoms now—that was decided last night when we both divulged that neither of us had been with anyone since we’d hooked up the first time.

I capture her shout in a kiss. Her pussy pulses around me as I fuck her greedily. She’s soft, swollen, so wet I’m able to move deeply with every stroke. It makes the pressure in my balls and spine crackle.

“Tuck, it feels so good. I’ve never”—she circles my neck with her arms—“it’s never felt this way. Best. Orgasm. Best sex, ever.”

I smile. It’s just the crack in my control my own orgasm needs to sneak through. All of the sudden I’m coming inside her.

Her turn to kiss away my hard-edged howl. Our bodies move together in a rhythm I’m starting to know well as she holds me. I hold her.

Blinding white light fills my head. My thoughts throb in time to my wild heartbeat. I wrap an arm around Maren’s middle and pull her so tightly against me I can’t breathe.

This is so good.

Too good.

She’s it, she’s the one.

I don’t realize I’m trembling until she takes my face in her hand. She licks gently into my mouth, a sweet, soothing motion I feel all the way to my toes.


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