Perfect Enemy (Beckham Dynasty #2) Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Beckham Dynasty Series by M. Robinson
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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A girl.

A woman.

Now there she was, proving to me she would get what she demanded. I had no idea how things escalated so quickly. Her demeanor took on a whole different persona, showing a side of her I didn’t know existed.

Her eyes glazed over with a heady allure. Appearing alive and vibrant, thriving in my direction. My head spun with where she was going with this, but as much as it caught me off guard, it turned me the fuck on.

With a heated glare, I watched her hands glide down her waist in slow motion to untie her bikini bottoms. Not once did her gaze leave mine, loving the reaction she purposely stirred inside me.

From my mind down to my fucking cock.

Twenty-Six

Cove

I grabbed the string of my bottoms, loosening one before the other. His eyes widened, realizing what I was about to do.

“Bunny,” he rasped in a tone that drove me wild, fueling my desire to show him there was more to me than met the eye or the pedestal he was adamant to keep me on.

This was the perfect opportunity to show him what I was made of. Not thinking twice about it, I teasingly tossed them in his direction. We were alone, not a person in sight, as if this moment was meant to be here.

I was never the girl who wanted her first time to be nice and gentle on a bed. Maybe that was another reason it never felt right with Deacon or whatever the hell his name was.

I always knew I wanted my first time to be wild.

Adventurous.

Completely spontaneous.

And Jace was the man who could give me all three.

I cocked my head to the side, flashing him a provocative look. His breathing caught, giving me what I longed for.

His desire.

Need.

And cock.

Was only for me.

With a hungry and greedy regard, he engulfed me with a single stare. One look drove me to the brink of insanity as I anticipated his hands on me.

“Bunny…” he warned in a shaky tone. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“I know exactly what I’m doing. I told you what I wanted for my birthday. It’s you, Jace. It’s always been you.”

In three strides, he was in my face and grabbing my legs to wrap around his waist. In a flash, my back was up against one of the poles of the bridge.

I was panting.

He was panting.

We were lost in each other.

We locked eyes, suddenly realizing the compromising position we’d rapidly found ourselves in.

My nipples were flat against his chest.

My arms were around his neck.

My wet pussy was against his hard dick, causing me to suck in another breath.

“This what you want, Cove?”

“Yes…”

He slammed his lips onto mine. Our mouths moved against one another, taking what the other craved in a frenzy of passion and longing.

“Fuck…” he exclaimed against my mouth. “This isn’t right. I shouldn’t be doing this. You don’t belong to me.”

“Just be with me, Jace. I’ll beg if I have to. I know how much you love having me at your mercy.”

He chuckled, sliding his tongue past my lips.

The strength.

The pull.

It was inevitable.

There was no reason to deny it anymore.

The water splashed at our feet, making this much more intense between us. I savored his taste and the feel of him between my legs.

Our chests heaved profusely.

Our emotions ran wild and out of control, but somehow, they were still in sync.

His dark and daunting eyes aimed a passionate, crazed stare. The man in front of me wasn’t the Jace I knew. This man had lost all control to me, and I couldn’t have been more thrilled to have won this battle.

He surrendered.

His white flag was up.

And I knew how hard that must have been for him.

“You’re the sweetest thing.” He laid his forehead against mine. “I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you.”

“Maybe that’s the point of us.” I kissed him. “We’re here to heal the broken people inside us.”

His eyes widened, taking in what I was wholeheartedly expressing.

I had nowhere to go.

I could barely move.

My body was on fire.

There wasn’t an inch of me that didn’t throb for him, that didn’t ache for him, that didn’t want or need him.

I craved his touch.

His words.

His love more now than ever before.

Kissing me deeply, he groaned, “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in this world.”

I beamed as he once again claimed my mouth. At that moment, in that second, time just stood still for us. There was no two days left of this week. No enemies. No family. No past.

It was just us.

“You want me, bunny?”

I eagerly nodded, my core seizing up. Nervous and excited all at once.

“Here? Like this?”

“Yes.”

He made a noise from the back of his throat, adding fuel to the flames burning inside me.

Within seconds, my body reacted. I started to rock my hips on his cock, which earned me yet another growl and only heightened my desire for him. Higher and higher, I rose until finally—he lost all control.


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