Lost In Seoul – My Summer In Seoul Read Online Rachel Van Dyken

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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Again, this is happening.

His hands move to my breasts as an old movie plays on the screen; it’s black and white, I don’t know what he was watching but the pictures flicker in the background while his thumb grazes my nipple.

I make the choice.

My choice to do this again.

I grip his hoody and pull it from his head.

He growls against my mouth next, and I’m so lost I don’t even know what I’m doing as he jerks down my pants past my ankles and tosses them followed by my blouse, he rips his mouth away from me and tugs open my shirt wide. “Mmmm.”

“We’re doing this.” I don’t ask, I just make a blanket statement.

He reaches for my head; his hands feel massive as he cups me. “We should have done this years ago, over and over again.”

I can’t disagree. “We can’t come back from this, Sookie.”

“I don’t want to.” He confesses. “I need to kiss you, I need to be inside you, I need you, don’t you get it? You break me over and over again and I still find reasons to pick up the pieces and glue them all back together, because you’re mine and you’ve been mine from the minute we met. Life is hollow, Ari. Don’t you get it? Life is hollow when you don’t have this.”

Tears stream down my cheeks. “And what about the band? What about Rae?”

“There’s a reason secrets exist. Let’s just get past this point first.”

Of us sleeping together.

Hiding.

Continuing in secret.

“What point is that?” I ask. Almost naked beneath him.

His smirk isn’t flirty; it’s dangerous and lethal to my health, he leans down his lips grazing my ear as I hear the sound of him shrugging out of his pants. I might be the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard in my life. The tip of his erection slides against me and I’m gone. He claps a hand over my mouth while I squirm beneath him, he guides himself into my entrance and I know this is our ending, eventually people will find out because you can’t keep greatness a secret.

No matter how much you try.

And this, this isn’t just greatness, it’s perfection.

Our eyes lock briefly, his hair touches his forehead in such a perfect way, his brown eyes don’t look away from me, instead he makes sure to stare as he slides into me.

He captures my gasp with a kiss while I cling to his body like a lifeline, while my hips move with his in something so much better than music.

I’m so full of him I can’t speak.

It almost feels like choreography, how smooth his body is as he goes deeper and deeper.

I highly doubt they teach trainees how to do this, but you’d have to question considering how good his body moves with mine, over and over again.

“Sookie.,” I can’t think straight. “This is—”

“—How it’s supposed to be,“ he answers. “How it should have been years ago.” He kisses me again and swipes away the tear running down my right cheek.

“You”—I rasp—“are everything to me. Even when I said you weren’t.”

“Just don’t keep breaking me. It takes a really long time to find the pieces.”

“I never wanted to break you, I just wanted to have you.” I cling to him harder as he pumps his hips.

“The things you want the most, you end up breaking.” He clenches his teeth. “But I love you. I love you. I love you.”  He grips me by the hair and twists it in his fist, pulling my mouth against his again. “Don’t walk away, not again.” His panting against my mouth as he thrusts into me is probably the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. “If you do, I’m gone, I’m broken, I’ll risk it, you have to let me.”

“But…,” I can’t think straight. “But—”

“No.” He digs his hand behind my head and holds it there. “Just be with me, right here, right now. Please.” He clenches his teeth, “Please.”

Hot tears burn down my cheeks. “I love you. I always have. I—I…” More tears fall. “I’m scared.”

“Be afraid with me.”

“Okay.” I whisper as he pushes me down on the carpet, mouth fused, bodies slick with sweat. “Okay.”

Every single nerve ending pulses as he moves faster, my hands can’t grip enough of his body as I pull him close and find my release.

He shudders above me.

We can’t go back.

I know it.

He knows it.

He presses his forehead to mine, and we stay there for maybe ten seconds before the door to the room opens.

Lucas doesn’t look at us, but I know he knows. He simply clears his throat. “Rae’s asking where Sookie is at, he wants to go over some lyrics he wrote with Eric.”

“Okay.” He says clearly. “Give me a few minutes, I’ll send her out first.”

“Yeah.” Lucas pinches the bridge of his nose. “Guys, just, if this is happening which clearly it already happened multiple times, be careful, all right?”


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