Pump Fake (The New York Nighthawks #9) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27290 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
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“You truly don’t mind?” Her lips curved into a small, hopeful smile.

“Didn’t you hear me, baby? I’m fucking ecstatic that you’ve never wanted another man before me. And just so you know, this isn’t my first time, but it’s been so long since I even went on a date with a woman that I don’t remember anyone but you.”

Talia’s smile grew, and her passionate glow returned as I released her hands. She put them on my chest and explored all the rigid, sculpted muscles. I groaned and dropped my head into the crook of her neck. “I shouldn’t have let you touch me. I’m gonna fucking blow before I ever get my dick in your virgin pussy.”

I gave her another minute, then I shoved back and hopped to my feet before scooping her into my arms and practically running to the stairs and up to the primary suite.

Somewhere in my mind, a voice reminded me to be gentle, but I struggled to listen. However, I hated the idea of hurting my girl, so I grasped onto that, and it helped me to be gentle as I placed her on the bed. She needed to come a couple of times before I shoved my big cock into her tight heat.

I removed her shoes and unsnapped her jeans, then hooked my fingers inside so I could pull down her underwear and pants at the same time. Once that was done, I stood back and studied the beauty in front of me. Talia had the perfect body, not so small that I worried I’d break her, but our size difference still made me feel like I could protect her.

“Fucking beautiful,” I murmured as my eyes landed on her bare pussy. “Oh shit,” I grunted, my gaze glued to the wetness coating her naked pussy lips. My cock jumped and come oozed from the tip. I swallowed hard and shoved my pants and briefs down before kicking them off. “You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen.”

Talia’s face flushed, and the pink color spread down to the tips of her breasts. I’d been wondering how far that pretty blush went. And I intended to find out if it went even further when she was writhing in ecstasy. Very soon.

As I climbed onto the bed, her bright-blue eyes dropped to the long, thick rod between my legs, and she sucked in a quick burst of air. She pursed her lips and looked up at me, her face betraying her fear.

“Relax, baby,” I crooned as I knelt between her legs. “We’ll go slow.”

“I-I don’t think…are you sure it will fit? You're huge!”

I squeezed my eyes shut to fight the wave of lust that hit me but smiled to put her at ease. “Baby, you really can’t say shit like that to me right now. I need to work your tight pussy before I fill you with my dick and pop your innocent little cherry. When you say sexy shit, my grip on control slips.”

“Really?” She sounded way too intrigued, and I laughed hoarsely.

“You can test that theory another time, baby. I need to keep myself on a leash tonight so I don’t hurt you. So be a good girl, or I’m going to stop. Is that clear?”

Talia nodded, and I raised an eyebrow. “Yes,” she whispered.

I replied with a wicked grin as I scooted down onto my belly and wedged my shoulders between her legs.

“Brady?” Her voice sounded unsure, and I realized she probably didn’t have any experience with oral pleasure either.

“Relax, Talia,” I soothed as I softly petted her pussy. “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue and fingers first.”

Her mouth parted as she stared at me with wide eyes.

Rather than wait for her to say anything, I opened her folds with my thumbs and pressed my nose into her center, inhaling deeply. “If you taste as good as you smell...” I grunted.

Slowly, I licked her from bottom to top, groaning when her flavor filled my mouth and lungs, making me ravenously hungry. I licked her again, but I circled her clit before going back down this time.

Talia’s breathing had picked up, and I raised my gaze to see her watching me with hooded eyes. “Feel good?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Don’t stop.”

Never.

After circling her little bundle of nerves this time, I shoved my stiffened tongue into her channel.

“Ah!” she cried out as her inner muscles spasmed around my tongue.

I kept at it until she writhed with desperate need, hanging on the precipice of her climax. I was drawing it out so she would come hard, loosening her up for my fingers.

“Brady,” she begged. “Please, oh yes! Yes!”

Finally, I pinched her clit as I repeatedly stabbed her with my tongue, and she shouted as she splintered apart. I clenched my body against the onslaught of desire, trying not to make a mess all over the bed.


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