Needing His Touch (Men in Charge #6) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Men in Charge Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
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“Gabe, Gabe, Gabe,” she chants my name. Her whole body locks up. My lips, chin, and cheeks are soaked with her wetness. I keep up with the dual ministrations on my woman. Ready and waiting for her body to catch fire, and when she does, I’m going to have a hard time not ripping my boxer briefs down my legs. The need to fist my cock, slowly jacking myself, is already there, as is imagining my cum coating her bare flesh. Fuck, she needs to come, and fast.

“Gabe.” This time when she says my name, it’s higher pitched, her body is attempting to twist away, and I know she’s close to coming. My pointer finger joins my thumb, pinching her clit. My eyes stay locked on her pretty face. Even with her eyes closed, Carsynn is a thing of beauty, and her exploding on my mouth is even prettier.

15

CARSYNN

“More. Please,” I beg Gabe. The orgasm he stole from my body is unlike anything I’ve ever done to myself. Literally earth-shattering, body-shaking, and there’s an ache between my legs of emptiness.

“You sure, fairy? I’m good with what we just did.” He helps me into a sitting position. I made an absolute mess. My thighs, beneath my ass, and his face are soaked with my juices. Gabe, for one, is not embarrassed. Oh no, he looks proud, very proud. I try to stay calm, cool, and collected, but the blush that blooms across my cheeks does absolutely nothing to hide what I’m feeling.

“Yes, I’ve never been surer.” He takes that as his cue and lifts me into his arms yet again, carrying me to God knows where. I’m pretty sure it could be anywhere, and I’d be happy. My mouth attaches to his neck, wanting to make him feel as good as he did me. The strong pulls of his mouth on my nipples, the way he didn’t stop when my body was trying to get away from the onslaught of never before felt sensations.

“Carsynn.” I lick at his skin before sucking it into my mouth. Never in my life have I felt this confident with someone, let alone a man. Gabe McCoy makes me come alive in more than just a sexual way.

“Yes?” I answer, there’s a grown to his voice, kind of like earlier when he lifted me up and I rubbed my bare center along him. It was hot, and now it’s that much hotter knowing I’m about to feel his cock inside me. My hands are looped behind his neck, my fingers playing with the soft curls as I move my mouth from one area to the next.

“You’re going to make me lose any sense of control I have, fairy.” With each step he takes, his cock hits my center. I’d be a liar to say I’m not enjoying the sensation or the fact his boxers are slowly slipping down and I’m feeling the head of his length.

“That wouldn’t be so bad, would it?” I’m tempted to take control and lift my hips up only to slide all the way down Gabe’s hard cock.

“Carsynn, the last thing I want is you so sore tomorrow you won’t be able to take me again. Or walk.” That puts a damper on my idea completely.

“Ugh, I should have taken care of this stupid thing a long time ago,” I mutter as we make it through the doorway to Gabe’s bedroom. He goes silent, minus the grunt that is. His fingers deepen their hold, and I may have awoken a beast I didn’t know was lurking below the surface.

“Don’t bring that up again. Not kissing another man or talking about giving something so special to a man who doesn’t deserve you. Fuck, Carsynn, even I’m not worthy of the gift you’re giving me.” He sits down on the bed. My thighs are on the outside of his, straddling them. Maybe he doesn’t realize what’s happening between us.

“Gabe,” I let out a mewl, ignoring his worthiness speech. I’m going to choose who I give my virginity to, and I’m choosing Gabe McCoy. I look down between us, our bare bodies. When did he lose his boxer briefs, and how didn’t I notice this before?

“Here’s how this is going to go. I’m going to let you do the work, guide you as much as I can. I can’t be trusted to go slow, not with the way you look, how you feel, and the clutch your cunt had on my tongue. No fucking way.”

“Well, I’m not sure giving me the ropes is a good idea.” I pull my body up, hands going to his shoulders, lining my body up with his cock. “Help me?” I beg, looking at his eyes. I see his clenched jaw.

“Carsynn.” His eyes close, his nostrils flare. “I’ve got no fucking condoms, and I’m guessing you’re not on birth control.” My mood flattens. The one time I’m ready to have sex with a man who sets my body on fire and who has no problem talking about his feelings, and then there’s this.


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