Saving Mel Read Online Rye Hart

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 298(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
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But then, I felt his lips descend on my pussy.

I rose my hips to meet his lips, offering myself to him on a silver platter. I felt him grin against my skin, his tongue prodding my folds while his fingers massaged my thighs. He licked a thick stripe up my slit, gathering my arousal upon his tongue. I looked down at him and saw him staring back at me as the glittering gold of his eyes turned devious.

His gaze only heated me with a white-hot pleasure that I wanted to explore.

I pressed him back into my body and his tongue found my clit. He sucked and flicked as my hips rolled into his face. I could feel my body coating his cheeks with my fluids as they poured out of me and onto the bed. The electricity surging through my veins as his fingertips embedded their prints into my skin was nothing short of fantastical. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my hair was a tangled mess of knots. I writhed underneath him as his tongue explored my depths, then I lifted my eyes to look down once more.

His face was buried between my legs just as his arms wrapped around my thighs, pulling me closer to him as he drank me down.

My heels dug into the sinewy muscles of his back. My toes began to curl and my back began to arch. I bowed like a tightened violin as my fingernails scraped across his scalp, and soon my legs were quaking with delight as I spilled my pleasure onto the tip of his tongue.

“Evan. Yes. Please don’t stop. This feels—so good—yes.”

His name rolled effortlessly off my tongue as he rode my climax out with me. His tongue pressed deep, massaging the whole of my pussy while his beard tickled my thighs. I dropped to the bed and heaved for air as tears of joy prickled the backs of my eyes.

I felt like I was floating on clouds as Evan crawled back up my body.

His lips connected with mine and I could taste myself on his skin. His beard was shining with my fluids and I smiled. My toes ran up the naked backs of his legs as my eyes widened, and a growl escaped from Evan’s lips.

The look of raw lust in his eyes almost had me pushing him away. Instead, I tried to quiet my mind. I placed my hands on his chest and motioned for him to roll onto his back. If I was going to get through this, I needed to be in control.

Evan held me to him as he effortlessly rolled us both over. I straddled his hips and hovered over his massive cock as his eyes darkened further. Letting out a breath, I lowered myself down, taking him deep inside my body.

“Shit, Melanie,” he said.

His cock filled every part of my pussy, pressing against my walls and stretching them to their limits. My hands came down on his chest, my nails curling into his skin as I adjusted to his length.

This time, it was wanted.

His hands steadied my hips as my entire body shook above him. I could see him biting down on his lip, trying to keep his carnal urges at bay. I smiled down at him before I leaned in and gave him another kiss, planting a small one on the tip of his nose before I rolled my hips.

It didn’t take long for us to pick up the pace.

We rolled and we bucked. I was grinding down into his lap as he met me, thrust for thrust. His hands gripped my waist as my hands came up to my tits, massaging their throbbing ache as his cock filled me to the brim. I could feel sweat dripping down my forehead as a sheen covered Evan’s body, and soon I lost myself in the feel of him as I slammed my hands back down onto his chest.

“That’s it. Ride my cock. Take what you want from me.”

His words swirled around in my head as whimpers began to pour from my throat.

“You feel—so good—” I said breathlessly.

I slammed down onto his lap while Evan pounded into my hips. My tits bounced with every movement he made and I could see the smile gracing his cheeks at the view. His legs were strong and his muscles were throbbing—contracting underneath his taut skin.

“Shit. Oh. Evan. Just—so close.”

“I’ve got you. I’ve got it. Just sit there,” he said.

My body went limp against his chest as he pounded up into my body. My clit was rubbing against his prickly skin as his beard tickled my neck. His hands grabbed onto my ass and pulled me closer to him, giving him leverage to sink even deeper into me just before my body burst.

I dug my teeth into the meat of his broad chest just as my pussy flooded his skin with its juices.


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