Pregnant and Desperate (Forbidden Fantasies #73) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 31838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
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A noise startles me awake and I jerk on the sofa bed. Where am I? What time is it? The rays of the afternoon sun are long gone, and instead, the cottage is dark and quiet. Oh shit. I must have overslept and it’s probably midnight now. Crap!

I reach for my phone to check the time, wondering whether Ryder is home yet, when the air catches in my throat and I freeze. There’s a shadow standing in the living room, over by the bookshelves. Then I exhale in relief because that massive form can only be one person: Ryder. Sure enough, I can smell the tangy scent of his cologne, not to mention the musky male aroma that’s all him.

“Where have you been all day?” I whisper, trying not to make it obvious how aroused I am already. “Sorry I overslept.” He doesn’t answer, but instead continues to approach until he’s looming over me by the foot of the pull-out bed. I sit upright and try to see his face, but he’s shrouded by shadows and all I can make out are those powerful shoulders, not to mention the ink black of his hair.

“Ellen,” he rasps. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

I freeze because suddenly, the air has gone from innocent to scorching hot.

“You have?” I breathe, wondering if I’m dreaming. But indeed, this is real life, and Ryder lowers himself onto his knees beside the sofa bed. Suddenly I feel his giant hands gently running up my calves, and my breath quickens as my skin tingles with anticipation.

“I need to see you, sweetheart,” he rasps again, his voice now thick with desire. “I’ve tried to imagine it, but it’s not enough.” His hands are groping my thighs now with passionate caresses, turning my insides to jelly. “Show me,” he growls through clenched teeth.

Instinctively, I know what he wants, and immediately, I obey. With trembling hands, I pull off my shorts and then squirm out of my panties. A low growl of desire sounds from deep inside Ryder’s throat as I spread my legs in the moonlight from the window, serving my pussy up for him to take in. I’m so turned on that I can feel hot juice trickling down from my pussy into my ass crack already. I suppose this is only fair because I saw Ryder in all his glory this morning, so now he gets to see me.

But Ryder wants to more than just look. I hear a zipper, and in the dim light I see him pull the corners of his pants down, revealing his cock where it sticks up out of his boxers, reaching all the way up over his washboard abs. My pussy clenches with lust for his impossibly huge staff, hoping I’ll finally get to feel it deep inside me. I want to ride it so bad. I want to feel that hardness in my sweetest spot, but will it happen?

But Ryder doesn’t touch me. Instead, he reaches into his boxers and unleashes his full length before stroking himself with one hand. The heat of his blue gaze is intense on my pussy and I feel my folds swell even more, moistening further.

I gasp, hoping fervently that he’ll take this moment to push his huge cock deep inside, fucking me like I’ve been fantasizing about. But instead, Ryder strokes himself faster and faster, the tip of his cock only inches from my clenching pussy, driving me crazy with desire. The purple cap literally begins to drip and a hot bead of cum hits the inside of my thigh, trickling down wetly.

I let out a small, desperate moan of need and want. Why is he teasing me like this? Should I beg him to fuck me? I part my lips to ask, but suddenly, Ryder moves. He turns his body slightly to the left and grunts as warm liquid squirts all over my thigh, the ejaculation surprising me with its speed and pressure. The handsome man grunts again and ejaculates hard once more, several warm streams covering my skin even as my pussy pulses, my hole open and throbbing.

For a moment, we’re both utterly still as his dick drips. I pant, my legs wide open as Ryder breathes heavily with release. Is he going to do it now? I’m ready, and wait on tenterhooks, hoping to be fed that huge cock.

But again, I’m disappointed because instead of pushing that shaft into my waiting folds, he reaches into his shirt pocket and pulls something out. When he presses it gently to where he came on my thigh, I realize it’s a tissue. The man literally wipes the semen off my thigh with a firm but oddly loving gesture, and then stands up.

“I’m sorry,” he growls. I’m just about to reply, but before I can say get any words out, he turns and leaves, his dark shadow stalking out of the living room and down into the hallway. The bedroom door opens and then closes with a soft click.


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