Seduced by the Spy (Forbidden Confessions #6) Read Online Shayla Black

Categories Genre: Erotic, Insta-Love, Novella, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Confessions Series by Shayla Black
Advertisement1

Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
<<<<91718192021>25
Advertisement2


“Vanessa,” I grit out her name as desire undoes me. “Give it to me. Now.”

Because need has clawed past my restraint, and I can’t hold back anymore.

As she tosses her head back, arms tugging at my belt, she screams out in pleasure. I shuttle her up and down my cock as the lid blows off my restraint and I let go inside her, shoving myself as deep as I can.

And holy shit, this orgasm takes my breath, makes me dizzy. I fucking see stars. I feel my own heart pounding relentlessly for her—all to the soundtrack of her screaming my name.

Oh, damn. Never mind moving in together. I mean, we will. Like today. But I’m putting a ring on her finger the minute I find the right one. If she loves me and I’m both marrying her and giving her babies, her old man can’t off me.

Right?

“Oh, my gosh. Rush…” Vanessa wilts, but the belt securing her wrists doesn’t have enough give to allow her body to rest on mine.

With desperate fingers, I unbuckle it. She comes tumbling down onto me, eyes wide and thankful, kissing me as she presses her bare breasts to my damp chest and closes her eyes with a sigh.

We both want the comfort of closeness, so I roll her to her back and follow her over, pushing myself as far into her as I can while I nuzzle her neck.

My life will never again be complete without her.

“I love you, Vanessa.” And those are some scary as fuck words. I’ve never said them to any woman except my mother.

When I lift my head, she blinks at me. Tears well in her eyes. “I love you, too.”

Oh, thank fuck. I’m not the only one whose heart is totally snared. “Good. We’re going to do something about that.”

She frowns. “Isn’t that what we just did?”

“Besides sex. I’ll move in here if you want, but after what happened yesterday, I’m thinking it’s safer if you move in with me.”

Vanessa looks stunned. “Move in? Really?”

Why is that such a surprise? “Really. Do you want to keep living apart when we could be together all the time?”

It only takes her a few seconds to decide. “No. But Kitty Pie—”

“She makes you happy. Bring her.”

She smiles brightly. “All right. I will. I just hope you don’t have leather furniture.”

I do, but I’m not attached to it the way I am to Vanessa. “We’ll figure it out. Let’s get cleaned up, grab some breakfast, then get you packed.”

“T-today? You want me to move in, like, in the next few hours?”

“Why wait?”

Vanessa pauses, then nods. “You’re right.”

“I’ll start the shower.”

“I need to make a phone call, then I’ll be right there.”

Reluctantly, I pull away from her body, leaving the sanctuary of her sweet, cozy pussy. Then I drop a kiss on her lips and pad off to her ancient shower. That’s another reason to move into my place. The bathroom is way bigger.

A minute later, I step under the warm spray and start lathering my hair. And my brain starts working again. Who the hell would she need to call this early on a Saturday morning? Sure, she has friends at the hotel, but not close ones. She also doesn’t have any siblings, cousins, or BFFs that I’ve heard about. Her mom passed years ago, and since my mother always wanted daughters, she’ll love spoiling Vanessa.

So I can only think of one person she’d want to talk to after making the momentous decision to move in with a man.

Her father.

“Oh, fuck!” I rinse the shampoo from my hair as quickly as I can, then grab the towel I found in the cabinet just before climbing into this claustrophobia-inducing box and wrap it around my body. “Vanessa!”

Vanessa

As soon as Rush steps in the shower, I force myself to roll out of bed. The temptation to lie here on the sheets that smell like us and coax Rush into pleasuring me again is high, but we’ll have time for that—lots of it—starting tonight. My rent is paid up through the end of the month, so I have the luxury of moving out slowly. I only need to pack the essentials now. And my lease is up in a few months. But that’s not my hesitation.

It’s Daddy. How will he feel when he finds out I have a boyfriend and it’s serious?

I have no illusions. He’s got someone watching over me. He always does. It makes him feel better, and I’ve never minded because I know he only wants me to be safe. I’ve suspected for a while that he placed Mrs. Crafton across the street to keep tabs on me…just in case. The spy business is dangerous, and he’s worried his life-or-death missions will spill over and put me at risk.

Has Mrs. Crafton already told Daddy that Rush spent the night?


Advertisement3

<<<<91718192021>25

Advertisement4