Mine to Keep (Southern Wedding #8) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“Your mouth will get you into trouble one day,” I tell her as I slip back down and slide two fingers into her. Her pussy strangles the fuck out of them. “One day when I’ve got you spread-eagle in my bed.” I move my fingers slowly at first to get her used to it. “And you’ve taken my cock a couple of times.” I suck her nipple as I pump into her, going a bit faster. “I’m going to tie you to my bed.” She moans and closes her eyes. “And fuck all that sass out of you.”

She opens her eyes. “Promise?” She moves her hips without even knowing she’s doing it. “Don’t make me those types of promises if you aren’t going to do them.”

“I’m a lot of things,” I hiss, “but a liar isn’t one of them.”

“How long?” she asks, and then moans when my other hand plays with her clit. “How long until you can tie me to your bed and fuck all the sass out of me?”

“You want that?” I ask as her pussy gets even tighter and so wet that my fingers drip. “You want yourself spread for me?” She doesn’t answer; she just nods. “Fuck you with my fingers until you beg me to fuck you. Lick your sweet pussy until you are delirious and then fuck you until you cry.” My hands move as fast as her hips. “Is that what you want?”

“I want you,” she declares, her legs shaking, “and everything you can give me. I’m going to—” I know, I can feel it. “I’ve never—” she starts again as I move as fast as I can without hurting her. “It’s too much.”

“Come for me,” I urge her, staring into her eyes as her mouth opens to say something and nothing comes out. “I want all your firsts,” I tell her, and her head drops back. “I’m taking all your firsts. This pussy is mine.”

“Yes.” She tries to close her legs, but it’s too much for her, so she opens them back up again.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I tell her as she clamps down on my fingers.

“Oh my God,” she blurts once I curl my fingers into her G-spot. “I’m—”

I swallow her moans, as she comes over my fingers, clamping them over and over again as she rides the wave. Her pussy drips from my fingers onto my legs. “That’s a good girl,” I praise her when she lets go of my mouth, her feet falling from the couch. “I want to make you come again,” I tell her and see her eyes go big. “But first—” My fingers slip out of her, and I bring them to my mouth. As she looks me in the eyes, I clean my fingers. “You are going to wrap those lips around my cock.” She hustles to get off me, her hands frenzied to get to my cock, the both of us helping work to get my jeans off. She doesn’t waste any time when they are at my hips, she pulls my boxers down, and my cock springs out.

Her eyes go big. “That’s bigger than I thought.” I can’t help but laugh at her, but the laughter stops when she wraps her hand around the base of my cock. “I can’t even close my fingers around it.” She gets on her knees and then leans over, licking the pre-cum. “Hmm,” she hums, “I’ve never done this before.” She looks at me. “But I’ve watched how.”

“Is that so?” I ask her as she nods her head and leans her head down, her hair falling around her face, hiding everything. I don’t even see my cock enter her mouth; I only feel it. “Fuck,” I hiss, closing my eyes. “Grace.” I move her hair so I can see her swallow my cock until she gags on it. “Easy, baby,” I caution, and she looks up at me in all her innocence, and I don’t think I’m going to last with her hot mouth.

She licks up the shaft like she would a lollipop. “Is this okay?” she asks before she twirls her tongue around the head of my cock. “I need you to tell me if”—she sucks the head in—“I’m doing this wrong.”

“Trust me,” I assure her through gritted teeth, “nothing you are doing is wrong.” She smiles before she takes my cock into her mouth, each time her gag reflex getting better and better. I watch her work my cock, mesmerized. The way she tries to get me all into her mouth, the way she moves her hand up and down. “I don’t know how long I can last,” I tell her, knowing I’m going to blow any second. “I’m about to come.”

“Good,” she states before she swallows me back into her mouth. “This time, you come in my mouth,” she says, her fist getting tighter. “Next time, my tits.” Just the thought makes me get closer. “Then, eventually, inside me.” I can’t help but throw my head back and blow into her mouth.


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