Saving His Sunshine – Spoon Heroes Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors: Nichole Rose Advertisement1

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They’re polar opposites in every way. She’s a fiery Latina goddess. He’s laidback, more likely to go with the flow…unless it comes to her. No one messes with my mom unless they want to answer to my dad. But they’re unstoppable together.

I spent my entire childhood watching the two of them fall deeper every damn day. He’s obsessed with her, and she feels precisely the same way about him.

I want the same thing, and I want it with Heidi. But it looks like I’m going to have to wait until tomorrow to get my hands on my little baker again.

Sighing heavily, I jog up to my front porch, planning on a hot shower and a few hours of sleep.

A note tacked to my door stops me dead in my tracks. I pluck it off and read: "Your dog absconded. I have him. -H".

A chuckle rumbles through me. Is my goddamn dog playing matchmaker? Fuck, I hope so. He’s a fucking genius, clearly on Team Alessandro.

I practically launch myself off the porch before racing over to Heidi's place, my heart rate kicking up in anticipation of seeing her sweet face again. I bound up onto her porch, only to pause when I spot a package sitting by her front door. There’s no address label on it.

Curious, I scoop it up before rapping my knuckles against her front door.

A few agonizing seconds tick by before I hear her on the other side, shouting at me to hold my freaking horses. I chuckle, leaning against the frame.

The lock clicks, and then the door swings open.

“Jesus,” I growl, my cock turning to stone as my gaze rakes over her. Her hair is all wild and tousled, her nipples visible against the thin fabric of her tank top. Just when I thought she couldn’t get any more beautiful, she proves me wrong. It should be illegal to look so fucking sexy in a tiny tank top and a pair of sleep shorts covered in cats. And yet, she’s doing it anyway.

"Hi," she says breathlessly, her emerald eyes eating me alive.

I groan low in my throat, my body throbbing with need.

“Rivin climbed the fence again.” She holds the door open wider.

I step inside and spot him sprawled out on her couch on his back, snoring softly. "Rivin," I sigh, shaking my head. The genius dog is a menace.

He doesn't even twitch. Typical.

"You could've called me, angel," I murmur, turning back to Heidi. "Your cat is probably pissed, huh?"

She beams up at me, her dimples flashing. "He's okay. Rivin has been on his best behavior. And Skeet is hiding out in my office."

I set the package on the credenza and crook a finger at her. She’s too fucking far away, and I can’t stand it anymore.

"What?" she asks, tilting her head.

"Come here."

She arches a brow. "I'm right in front of you, Alessandro."

"I know, but you aren't in my fucking arms, and that's a problem, Sunshine."

"Oh." A sweet blush stains her cheeks as she whispers the word. She hesitates for a heartbeat, and I think she might deny me, but then she surprises me by practically launching herself into my arms.

I catch her against my chest, a growl rumbling through me as her soft curves mold to my hard body. Fuck. This is exactly where I've wanted her all damn night—in my arms, her scent washing over me, her warmth seeping into my skin. Mine.

I boost her higher, wrapping her legs around my waist as I drink in the sight of her. "You look too fucking cute in those pajamas, Sunshine." I dip my head to nuzzle the side of her throat, letting my lips graze her soft skin. "You've got me thinking about things I shouldn't be thinking about."

Her breath hitches. "Yeah? Like what?"

My lips find the shell of her ear. "Spreading you out and seeing if you taste as good as my dreams say you do." I nip at her throat, bucking my hips into her, letting her feel exactly what she does to me.

A whimper escapes her, the sweet sound shredding my restraint. "Yes. Do that," she moans, tugging at my hair as she rocks her hot little pussy against my cock.

"Fuck." The word is a rasp, her breathy plea shoving my control to the brink. I back her up against the door, grinding against her.

My mouth slants down over hers in a deep kiss. I fucking devour her, licking into her mouth to lay claim to her soul as she squirms against me, whimpering.

"Stay still," I command. It's a tall order for the feisty woman writhing beneath me, but to my surprise, she does.

Using one hand to keep her steady against the door, I slide the other down to cup her breast through her flimsy tank top.

A soft gasp catches in her throat at the contact.


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