Never Kiss the Bad Boy (Never Say Never #4) Read Online Lauren Landish

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Contemporary, Funny Tags Authors: Series: Never Say Never Series by Lauren Landish
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Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 134830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
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His eyes scan mine, looking for something he must find because his hand lifts to cup my jaw. I tilt into his touch, my eyes trying to flutter closed, but he jerks my head back to center and forces my forehead to his as his gaze locks onto mine. “Are you sure?”

He’s giving me a moment to panic, to retreat, to resist this thing growing between us, and I appreciate that more than he knows because I want to fight it. I always fight everything—my parents, my brother, my customers, my life, myself. I fight myself more than anything, but I’m so tired of it all.

I need him—a man who sees something in me beyond what I can do for him, a man I trust to not push for more than I have to give, a man who’s promised me, in word and in deed, that he can make my body feel more than the all-too-familiar empty exhaustion, a man who can make all the noise of my life just shut up for one moment.

That’s what I need.

That’s what Kyle offers.

Peace. It’s not the quiet calmness you usually imagine. It’s the fiery release after desperately holding a tight restraint on myself for too long. That’s the peace I want.

And I think I can do that for him too. I think he needs that as much as I do.

“I’m sure,” I say firmly before I angle my head to kiss him.

There’s a moment when our lips are barely an inch apart and our breaths mingle where I feel like I’m giving in to something inevitable, something that’s been destined to happen since that first day when I cussed Kyle out in my front yard. Something I simply put off when I kicked him out of my house while fate laughed and said, ‘It’s gonna happen no matter what you do.’ This kiss will be different from that one because I’m going into this with my eyes wide open about what’s happening. And I’m ready this time.

He lets me be the aggressor for one short, sacred second where I press my lips to his, feeling him surrender to me, and then his hands move to cup my face as he demands entry to my mouth.

His kiss is as powerful as he is, and I can feel his need for more matching my own as our tongues fight for control. His mouth moves against mine, and one of his hands finds its way to my hair. I can’t help but let my head fall back into his hand, enjoying the way he’s running his fingers through my locks, and he uses my position to place searing kisses along the column of my neck. I moan, holding his head to me for more.

He's everywhere, his mouth and tongue placing kisses across my jaw and neck while his hands roam from my hair, down my back, to my hips, which he squeezes in his strong grip.

God, it’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this.

Kyle slips a hand under my shirt, and the feel of his palms on my sides raises delicious goosebumps all over my skin that only make me more sensitive. I reach down, pulling my shirt over my head.

“Jesus,” he whispers reverently when he sees my breasts lifted in my prettiest bra. I chose it intentionally, knowing that I was playing with fire tonight and wanting to be ready if I decided to dance with Kyle in the flames, and I’m glad I planned ahead because when he traces the blunt tip of his finger along the lace cup, I feel beautiful and feminine and… worshiped, all things I’ve never experienced.

Kyle presses a soft kiss to the mound of my right breast and then my left, his hands cupping me while his thumbs swipe over my hard nipples through the lacy fabric. I arch into his touch. “More.”

His skilled hands make quick work of the clasp at my back, and then he pulls my bra down my arms, leaving me to deal with it as he returns his attention to my now-free breasts. His tongue wetly rasps over the nub of my right nipple while his thumb and finger pinch and roll my left, and then he switches, driving me higher and higher.

I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into my cleavage at the same time I lean into him, pushing him harder against the couch. He scoots his butt down, reclining further so that I’m sitting on his hips, not just his lap, and I buck against the thick hardness I feel in his jeans. Kyle groans and pulls me against him harder, his cock throbbing against my pussy. I feel powerful, like I’m turning him on as much as he’s turning me on, and I lean down with a small smile to kiss him again.


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