Red & Blue Read Online Alexis Angel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
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"With you facing a possible impeachment, I think I can do better than fraternize with the likes of someone such as yourself," she says. There's a sarcastic and teasing spark in her eyes, and a smile tugging at the corner of her red and glossy lips. Her lips are ripe for the taking, but I decide to play along.

"Is that so?" I ask, looking her up and down, her body posture nearly leaning into mine. My cock is coming to life and struggling against my suit pants.

"You know something?" I ask. " I've got to hand it to you—you sure know how to raise a man's cock. I'm not one to always make accurate weather predictions, but I'd definitely say that you can expect more than just a few inches tonight."

"Well, look who's found himself and his corny lines again," she purrs. "You've always been a cocky one."

"Is it such a bad thing that I want to bend you over this sofa right now?"

"You tell me," she purrs. I watch as her body language tells me a thousand words.

I extend my arm and stroke her blonde hair with my fingertips, and then grasping behind her head, I knot strands of her hair in my hand. With a tug, I pull her head back. Her mouth opens and I lean in, first kissing the corner of her lips, while her hot breath mixes with mine. Our tongues meet, sinking into each other. My lips curl into a smile. This is exactly what I fucking wanted. And now that we're here—like this—nothing else matters. "We shouldn't do this," she whispers, pulling away a few inches from my mouth.

"Who fucking says?" I ask, leaning in closer—so close that my lips are grazing hers again. "If it feels right, that's all that matters." I kiss her again, this time taking her bottom lip in between my teeth, and running fingers down her neck. She places her hands on my cheeks and throws her head back. I smile, kissing the length of her neck until I reach her collarbone. I hear her moan and I can feel her shiver under my touch. I bring my hands down past her shoulders. The heat of her body, and the soft touch of her skin only adds fuel to my desire. I move my hand to her warm thighs. Her legs open under my touch, and I push my fingers against her skin and under the fold of her dress.

"Take me," she purrs, as both of our bodies melt into one of desire.

24

VIVIAN

I

stand in front of him, my mind grinding to a halt. Whenever desire starts to flow through my veins, it’s hard to think straight. Domination, submission—two opposite concepts that turn into something almost impossible to grasp whenever my eyes find Liam’s.

Since I was a little kid I had this rebel streak inside of me. Everyone told me to behave like a little girl, to be nice and polite to everyone. To submit. Of course, what I always did was pretty much the opposite of that. To punching young kids in the nose and refusing to go into a more feminine career (whatever that means), I always chose the road less travelled by. I never submitted to anyone, and I always refused to be treated like a young little girl. It just wasn’t me.

But as Liam closes the distance between us, his fingers tangling themselves in my hair… Right now I can’t help but feel like a little girl, more than willing to submit to the strong man in front of me. And, with Liam, it feels right.

“I don’t know what the hell you did to me,” he whispers, grabbing locks of my hair and pulling on them, forcing me to bare my neck. “But I can’t stop thinking about you…” He lays his lips on my neck, kissing me all the way to my chin. “I can’t stop thinking about your naked body… About the way you moan when I’m inside of you.”

“These sound like good things to think about,” I say, running my tongue over my lower lip.

“They are, aren’t they?” And, with that, he presses his mouth against mine. We brush lips slowly, our kiss growing wilder and wilder with each passing second. When our tongues meet, I feel a stab of ravenous desire in my heart, an almost violent need to submit and obey the man in front of me. To let him lead me into PleasureLand.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper against his ear, my lips brushing against his skin, “as hard as you can. I want you to use me, Liam. I’m yours.” As the words leave my lips, my heart starts to race at a hundred miles per hour, my insides clenching as my brain tries to comprehend what I’m really volunteering for.


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