Meant for Gabriel (Meant For #4) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Meant For Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
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“You taste sweeter than you did that night,” I tell her as she looks down at me, “and that night was the night I thought I had never tasted anything sweeter.” My finger moves faster. “I was wrong.” I suck her into my mouth. “Fuck, was I ever wrong. You taste like the sweetest peach on the hottest day.” I move faster, her pussy getting tighter, her G-spot getting more sensitive, her hips moving every single time I touch it. “Biting into it, the juices running down my face.” Her hips move with my fingers, and she closes her eyes. “Watch me,” I snap and pound into her with my fingers. Her eyes open to look at me, and I rub her G-spot. “Come on my face so that I can fuck you next.”

“Yes,” she mewls, and I can feel her coming apart. My finger gets wetter, her pussy gets tighter, and her hip thrusts get more frantic. “I’m going to⁠—”

“Come for me, Sweetheart,” I urge her. She explodes over my finger, and when she does, I suck her clit to help drag it out. “That’s my girl.” I praise her when her hips stop moving and her hand goes slack in my hair. Only then do I stand and take her mouth. She doesn’t even flinch when she tastes herself on my tongue. Her kiss is hungry, and I get my pants just past my hips, her hand gripping me to jerk it. Her touch lights me up, and all I can do is think of getting into her. I bend my knees enough to aim as she hooks her leg around my hip, and I lift, filling her in one thrust. Her pussy is tight, wet, and perfectly made for me. “This is going to be quick.” I don’t lie to her. “All fucking week, I’ve thought of sinking back into you.” I thrust up, pounding into her. “All fucking week, I watched the door, wondering if you would come back, and I would have to drag you back to the office to fuck you again.” The sound of our heavy breathing fills the little entranceway. “All fucking week, the thought of this pussy made me come harder and harder each time.”

She holds on to my shoulders as I pound up into her. My hand wraps around her waist to push her down onto me when I pull out. “Yes,” she says, looking at me, my mouth finding hers as I fuck her harder and harder with each thrust. “More.” She lets go of my lips to ask me.

“If I fuck you any harder, I’m going to split you in half,” I tell her, feeling her tightness all over me.

“What’s the matter, Cowboy, can’t do it?” She smirks, but the smirk turns into a moan when I turn and walk over to the kitchen table. Putting her ass on it, she puts her hands to the side of her, my hands going beside her hips, her legs hanging over my forearms and I pull out only to pound into her so hard the table moves. “Yes!”

She hisses, and I pound into her until the table literally hits the fucking wall with every thrust I give her. I fuck her ruthlessly. “I’m going to,” she groans out. “Right now.”

“Me too,” I growl between clenched teeth. “I’m going to cover your pussy with my cum,” I say, planting myself to the root into her and looking down at her pussy taking all of me. My forehead falls to her shoulder, neither of us moving. “Jesus,” I say, and she laughs silently, but her pussy contracts, and I look at her.

“Well, you’re still in me, and I like how you feel, so I wanted to feel you even more.” Her eyes glitter in the dimly lit room, the table at a forty-five-degree angle. “Although I don’t think I can ever eat at this table again and not see my ass prints.”

Now I’m laughing. My dick is still in her but going down. I stand, slipping out of her, and I look down. “Fuck, I didn’t use anything.”

“What?” She looks down at my cock glistening from her pussy juices and my cum. “How?”

“I was caught up in the moment.” I put my hands on my hips, looking at my dick. “I don’t know. This has never happened to me before.”

“Yeah, right, you have a son, so this has happened before.” She pushes me away from her, but I don’t budge. Instead, I move down and kiss her lips softly. “I’m on the pill.” She sits up straight now. “Don’t you have any more condoms?” she asks me.

“No,” I answer her honestly, and she puts her head back and groans.

“What do you mean no?” she whines. I swear she’s not only gorgeous, but she’s cute, which I never thought could happen. You were either cute and then that’s it, or gorgeous and it ended there, but with Zara, it’s the best of both worlds.


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