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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Before she came down from her high, I took advantage of her inner muscles as they contracted and released over and over, pushing one digit in and grunting. “So damn tight. Fuck, I don’t want to hurt you, but baby…damn.”

Talia whimpered, and her hips bucked, taking more of my finger into her tight heat. I licked up her center, then sucked on her clit as I pushed in another one. Eventually, I barely managed to fill her with three fingers, but I was able to massage her, stretch her, and hoped it was enough.

She was on the edge again, so I curled my digits up and rubbed her most sensitive inner spot, pushing her off the cliff again.

“Brady!” she cried as she pumped her hips and fisted her hands in the sheets.

I couldn’t wait for another second to be inside her. My patience had fled, and my control was about to snap.

Crawling up her body, I kept my gaze glued to her face, addicted to the rapturous expression while she climaxed. I settled my weight over her, pressing my pelvis into hers and grinding, prolonging her orgasm. As we moved against each other, her juices coated my dick while the precome dripping from the tip made her slick, and I moved with ease. When I pushed the head of my cock into her opening, it was tight as fuck, but I glided in, then stopped to give her time to adjust to my thickness.

Talia gasped, but her eyes burned, and her hands clamped onto my biceps.

“Okay?” I rasped.

She nodded, and I exhaled a relieved breath before continuing to penetrate her until I bumped into the barrier of her virginity. Again, I paused and gave her time to adjust while my hand slipped between us and played with her clit. It took only a few seconds for her to be writhing with need and her pussy to ripple around me.

“Mine,” I growled as I punched my hips forward and popped her cherry, sheathing my cock from root to tip. “Fuck!”

Talia yelped and went still, drawing my worried gaze to her face.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Talia blinked a few times, then exhaled slowly. “It’s getting better.”

I dropped my head down to touch my forehead to hers. “If you need me to stop…” I had no fucking clue how I would keep that promise, but I’d do just about anything for Talia.

“No,” she whispered shyly. “It’s, um, starting to feel, um, good.”

My lips curved up as I raised my head and observed her gorgeous face. “I can do a fuck of a lot better than good, baby.”

Talia closed her legs around my waist and squeezed her pussy around my dick. “Show me,” she said softly as desire built in her blue orbs.

I didn’t retreat, just rocked against her, testing her reaction.

“Mmm,” she hummed.

Encouraged, I withdrew nearly all the way and thrust back in, grunting at the tight grip her pussy had on my cock. “Fuck,” I grunted. “This pussy was made to take me. My own personal heaven.”

“Brady,” Talia moaned as she closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes, baby,” I growled. “I want to see you come apart in my arms.”

She dragged her lids up, and when I saw the fiery passion in them, I felt like pounding on my chest in triumph. It also burned up the last of my control, and I slammed into her over and over, pushing us both to the edge.

“Oh fuck, Talia,” I groaned. “Fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby. Fuck!”

Talia’s nails bit into my arms, and she bucked her hips up, meeting my every drive into her snug channel. “Yes! Yes! Oh, Brady! Yes!”

A tingling started at the base of my spine, and my body tightened, so I slipped a hand between us and rubbed her clit. In the next second, she screamed my name as she shattered.

Her pussy clamped down on my shaft, and I suddenly realized I was bare inside Talia. Rather than making me hesitate, knowing I would be filling her unprotected womb with my seed sent me catapulting over the edge.

Talia longed for a baby. She wanted a big family. I was sure as fuck going to be the one to give it to her. And I might as well get started right now.

7

TALIA

Waking up in Brady’s arms, I was more than happy with my decision at dinner to just go with whatever happened between us. Little had I known that giving in to my attraction would lead to many mind-blowing orgasms barely an hour later. But holy cow, he’d definitely given me plenty of reasons to put my heart at risk.

Just thinking about the pleasure I felt last night made my core ache, and I pressed my thighs together. The movement must’ve alerted Brady that I was awake because he tightened his hold on me and brushed a kiss against the top of my head. “Morning, baby. How’d you sleep?”


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