My Little Farm Girl Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
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“You just came in a roomful of people and no one’s the wiser.” She looked up at me with a look of hunger that had me groaning, and my cock pushing against the zipper of my slacks.

“I want…” Her voice broke and her eyes drifted closed.

“What do you want my Kitten? Whisper it to me.” I turned us so that I was hugging her. Hiding the fact that I was grinding my hard as fuck cock into her pussy through her clothes.

“You please Callan, master I can’t bear it please.”

“Shh, shh, it’s okay.” I looked around for the nearest exit and pulled her along behind me but I had no intentions on leaving.

If I remembered correctly, there was a part of this old museum not open to the public. I’d been there once or twice before, thanks to the grandparents and their philanthropy for some soiree or another when I was younger.

It took some time but I soon found it. The place was so closed off there was hardly any foot traffic on this side of the building. I found an unlocked door and pulled her in behind me. It was some kind of storage closet, I guess. Dark and musky, but it will do for now.

I pushed her back against the door as soon as it closed behind us and lifted her skirt. She spread her legs open to accept my mouth and tongue.

I didn’t play around this time, just sunk my tongue into her pussy going after the balls that were swimming around in her juices. She damn near scalped me as she pulled me into her cunt.

I tongue fucked her as I fucked her ass with the plug, and my shy little farm girl fucked my face and moaned in heat. My cock revolted but I refused to pull it out and stroke, choosing instead to save it for what was coming soon.

“Cum in my mouth.” I tweaked her clit and she flooded my mouth with her juices. I cleaned her up with a handkerchief before getting to my feet and kissing her. “Taste your pussy.”

She licked my face, sucking her own juices off my face. When we exited the room and headed back towards the exhibit, I heard someone call out to me. Turning, I saw someone that looked vaguely but couldn’t place her.

She was a young, twenty-something blonde, who was walking towards us with a predatory smile on her face. She stopped in front of us and in the manner of cold bitches everywhere, as though my woman wasn’t standing right there, ran her finger down my chest.

I looked down at the offensive digit before grabbing it and pushing it away. “I’m sorry do I know you?” She barely spared a glance for Gabriella, who I could feel tensing up beside me. I squeezed her hand to let her know that she was safe. That she had nothing to fear from this female or any other for that matter.

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten already.” She gave Kitten one of those cat that ate the canary looks, before she leaned in close to whisper in my ear. Kitten tried to pull out of my hand I could swear I heard her sob. That pissed me the fuck off.

I pulled back, putting space between us and losing my cool real fucking quick. I might spend my days in the boardroom these days but I’ve spent most of my adult life in the Pit and there was no way that I was soft enough not to know what she was up to. No fucking way this was happening.

“First of all, I don’t remember you, so that says a lot about the impression you made first time around. Second, you’re being real fucking disrespectful to my woman right now and that’s a no-no. Back the fuck off.”

I guess she wasn’t quite expecting that because her eyes widened and she clutched her throat like I was choking her.

“Now, what is it that you want? Did I fuck you somewhere sometime in my past? Sorry if I’m coming off as a dick, but you brought it on yourself. Now back to the question. If I fucked you in a past life, then obviously you weren’t what I was looking for.”

I lifted Kitten and my joined hands and swung them in front of her. “Found it, good day.” I walked away without a backward glance. Any woman who did that shit to another female didn’t deserve my respect.

Kitten was quiet and reserved as we walked along. “I want to go home please.” Her voice was sad with a touch of defiance. I sighed long and hard. Out first disagreement. “No.”

She tugged at her hand and I had to find a wall to back her into. Caging her in, I lowered my face to hers. “You do not want to do this, do you hear me Kitten? I handled it, end of story. Don’t you ever fucking pull away from me again.”


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