Only Love Read online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
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I squatted down to help her gather her things, and I happened to be the one who grabbed the small, plastic-covered tampons. Her cheeks turned bright red as she snatched them from my hand, making me bite back a smile at how cute she was. I reached for a notebook while my mind wandered, wondering if she was currently on her period or if she was just prepared. It would help if I could find out so that I knew when she was the most fertile. If I had my way, London would be sporting a swollen belly as soon as possible. I couldn’t fucking wait to fill her teenage pussy with my come until it took root in her womb and was dripping down her thighs.

When we’d returned everything to her bag, I held out my hand to help her up. The moment her palm touched mine, the small thread of control I’d been clinging to snapped. I spun her around and pushed her back against the wall. As I crashed my mouth down onto hers, her bag dropped to the floor with a thunk before her hands flew up to grasp my biceps. The first taste of her sweet lips carried me away on a raging river of hunger and need. My tongue stroked the seam of her lips, and she opened for me. I’d grasped her face when our lips met, and I angled it so I could deepen the kiss. Then I moved them to her hips, and my dick pulsed with the desire to pound inside her while I held those lush hips still in my hands.

She ran her fingers down my cheek and played with my beard. It created a zing of pleasure that shot straight to my dick. Who knew? Apparently, that was an erogenous zone for me. When her tentative tongue met mine, my hands shot down to grab her ass and lift her. I pressed her harder against the wall so I could glide my hands to her thighs and wrap her legs around my waist. A groan ripped from my throat when my steel cock was nestled in the juncture of her thighs, enveloped in the heat radiating through the thin cotton covering her pussy. I rocked against her, and she moaned into my mouth. It was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever heard, and I barely managed to keep from coming. She felt amazing in my arms, and I knew it would only get better once I was buried balls deep in her tight pussy.

With one hand back on her ass to help support her, I slid the other up to cup one of her tits. The hard nipple scraped against my palm, and we moaned in unison when I gave the globe a gentle squeeze. “Fuck. Your tits are perfect,” I grunted against her mouth. “I’m dying to get my mouth on these nipples.” I licked her lips and dived back in to devour her while my hand moved under her T-shirt and pulled down the cup of her bra. My fingers twisted and plucked at her nipple, causing her to moan and buck her hips forward. Shit. If we didn’t take this somewhere private, I was going to fuck her right up against this wall in the classroom, where anyone could walk in at any time. As much as I liked the idea that it would definitely stamp my claim on her, the bigger part of me knew that I would kill anyone who saw her like this.

“We’ve got to stop, baby girl,” I groaned. “Or I’m going to pop your sweet cherry right here.”

London pulled back, and her green eyes were wide. “How do you know I’m a—um...” she broke off and swallowed hard, her cheeks again blooming with the sweetest shade of pink.

“The way you react to me,” I told her as I dragged my nose along her jaw. I inhaled deeply, and the scent of cherries invaded my senses. I retraced the path of my nose with my tongue. “I can practically smell it.” Her breath caught in her throat. “And I can’t fucking wait to taste it.” A shiver ran down her body, and I smiled as I kissed my way back to her mouth.

I was quickly losing myself in her again when we were startled by the sound of loud laughter outside the door. I tore my lips away and had just taken a few steps back from her when the door opened, and students began pouring into the classroom. I kept my back to the crowd so they wouldn’t see the huge bulge straining against the fly of my pants. Carefully, I bent down to pick up her bag, the movement causing me to hiss with pain. I had a feeling I’d be walking funny until I was finally inside my girl.


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