Midnight Confessions – Midnight Falls Texas Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
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FOUR

AMOS

Christ, if Genevieve knew the asshole I am, she’d run away, find the nearest rental car place, and drive all the way back to Arrowleaf. Still, I took my shot, lying through my teeth that the hotel only had one room left available and the suite only had a king bed. Imagine my luck when the luxury-style hotel didn’t so much as have a pull-out couch either. Believe me, I asked the receptionist. When I told Genny, she shrugged her shoulders, I hopped back in the truck and parked us out in the back nine, where there was ample space to take up however many parking spots would be needed for my truck and trailer.

Once that was done, I grabbed our bags, opened the passenger door for her, and my hand never left her lower back. Not when we walked through the dark parking lot, through the hotel, or on our elevator ride to our room. I felt how she drifted closer to me when another couple rode up to our floor with us. Adding dickhead to the asshole I’ve already claimed to be, because while Genny was uncomfortable, I relished having her close to me. Even though my dick has been none too fucking pleased with me; it’s tired of my own hand jacking my junk to thoughts of Genevieve in the shower with me, on her knees, water cascading down her curvy-as-sin body, pebbled nipples, and a hand between her thighs working her clit as she sucks my cock.

Speak of the devil, my dick perks up when the woman sleeping next to me backs her ass right into my groin. The past twelve hours have been hell. Not that I’m miserable, only that I’m having to keep my hands, mouth, and cock to myself.

Last night, we settled into our room, then she hopped in the shower while I ordered dinner. Genny wanted a chicken quesadilla, extra guacamole and sour cream, along with chips and salsa. As for myself, I ordered a steak, baked potato, and house salad. Genevieve didn’t specify on drinks, so I ordered her a margarita and a water, same for myself minus the margarita and plus a bourbon. Usually, I’d lay off the hard stuff, but I knew from listening to her in the shower that a beer wouldn’t cut it.

“Mmm,” the woman moans in her sleep, much like she did when I heard her last night. Yep, I no sooner got on the phone than the water was running, and I could hear every single whimper and whisper that passed her lips. I called room service back and asked for them to double my bourbon order, and if they could make it happen faster, I’d throw in an extra tip. By the time her shower ended, room service delivered on their promise, and I had already tossed back one drink. The second went down just as smooth, only this time, Genny watched me, wrapped in nothing but a towel and a pretty little blush grazing her cheeks. One thing is for certain: I didn’t mind a bit that she left her clothes in the bathroom. My cock might have, but it gave me more material to fuck my fist to when I took my own shower.

After she got dressed in a barely-there tank top and sleep shorts, she pulled on a cardigan, and we chowed down. We made small talk in between bites of food. She needed extra napkins, then licked her lips when I cut into my steak. Kind of hard not to offer her a bite. I could barely taste my meal; the only thing I could think about is having on my lips were hers.

“So cold,” Genevieve murmurs in her sleep. A shiver runs through her, causing me to feel every damn inch of her body again. My cock wedges itself between the cheeks of her ass, and I’m trying my hardest not to rock my hips. Her shorts and my flannel pajama bottoms are the only things separating me from sliding down another few inches, notching my cock at her entrance, and slam inside of her. That’s not the only thing holding me back. She’s asleep, dead to the world, and the first time I take Genevieve, she’s going to be wide awake. I’m not saying I wouldn’t wake her up with my head buried between her thighs or with my cock gliding in and out her wet heat.

“Shhh,” I cajole her, wrapping my arm that’s slung over her waist tighter. This is not the position we started out in last night. After we ate, cleaned up, and put the dishes and cutlery back on the tray, I wheeled the cart into the hallway, not wanting anyone to disturb our sleep once we climbed into bed. Genevieve took her place on the side closest to the door, which I didn’t care too much for. I’d have much rather chosen that spot, but when I finished with my shower, she was fast asleep.


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