Only One Night (Only One #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Only One Series by Natasha Madison
Advertisement1

Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
<<<<513141516172535>90
Advertisement2


“Okay.” She leans in now and licks my bottom lip with the tip of her tongue and then slides it into my mouth, and we both groan. My cock is fighting me to get out and sink into her.

“We should get out of here,” I say when I let go of her lips, but then go to suck on her neck. “I have to say good-bye to the guys,” I say, and when I look at her, her eyes are closed with her head against the door. Her chest is rising and falling, and the things I want to do to her are now adding up in my head. “Evelyn,” I say, and her eyes open slowly. “Do you need to say good-bye?”

“Yes,” she says softly. “I need my purse, and I need to tell the girls.”

I let her go but not all the way. My hand grips her hip. “How about I say good-bye to the guys, and then you meet me?” I want to walk with her, but I can’t take the risk. Not for myself, but for her. She doesn’t need to be plastered across some fucking newspaper.

“What is your room number?” she asks, and I shrug, making her laugh.

“I have no idea,” I say, reaching into my pocket and getting out the key.

“Seven twenty-six,” I say, looking at the writing on the key card. I take out one key card and hand it to her. She raises her hand and takes it. “Evelyn,” I say, loving the way her name feels on my lips.

“Yes, Manning.” When she says my name, I want to kiss her again, but I also want to get the fuck out of this supply closet before someone catches us.

“I’m really glad you came tonight,” I say, and she smirks.

“If you play your cards right . . .” She puts her head back and bites the side of my jaw. “You’ll make me come in more ways than one.”

This fucking woman has me ready to snap, literally. If I didn’t give a shit, I would throw her over my shoulder and drag her to the room. “Now let me go out first, and then you come out,” she says, making sure she looks okay, and then she stops and looks up at me. “Um,” she says, unsure, and my stomach sinks, thinking she’s going to change her mind. “I wasn’t planning on doing this tonight.” She uses her hands in a circle. “So my bra and panties are different colors.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “Noted.” I lean in and kiss her lips softly. “Now get out of here so I can see for myself how they don’t match.” Her hand goes to the handle of the door, and I grab her hips before she opens it. I press my cock to her back. “And just so everything is clear. I plan on spending the night making you come.” Her head falls back to my chest, and I swear she wiggles her ass.

“Noted,” she says, opening the door and slipping out. “I’ll see you soon, Manning,” she says right before closing the door. I wait a couple of seconds before opening the door again. Thankfully, I walk out to no one, and when I get to the bar, my eyes find her right away, and I see she’s saying good-bye to her friends. I see Andrew, and I thank him for everything he’s done.

I walk out of the restaurant and toward the hotel entrance with my head down the whole time. I’m not going to make eye contact with anyone. The valet guy looks like he is on his phone while he waits for people to arrive. “Welcome,” the doorman tells me when the glass doors slide open.

“Thank you,” I tell him, making my way into the lobby. I look around, trying to find the elevator without having to ask anyone. The front desk attendant raises his head and nods at me when I make my way past him and toward the elevators.

Standing to the side of the two elevators, I am almost hidden from any eyes. I can see the door where she is supposed to enter, and my heart speeds up as I think about her.

What the fuck are you doing? my head asks me, and for the first time in my whole life, I answer. “Doing something I want to, for me.” I look down at my phone and see that it’s almost midnight. Putting my hands in my pockets, I look around, and I can still hear the music from next door. Raising my hand, I look at the clock and see two minutes have passed. I start to pace in the little space. Maybe she changed her mind, I think as my heart sinks. Maybe she didn’t feel what I felt. So many things are running through my head, so many doubts, and all doubts are pushed aside when I hear her laughter. My eyes snap to the door as the doorman makes a joke with her.


Advertisement3

<<<<513141516172535>90

Advertisement4