Stealing the Dancer Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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“Oh,” she says simply, and I nod.

“It’s like going through the witness protection program. It only works if you leave that old life behind.” Her eyes look sad as she bites her bottom lip, and then I see her shoulders shake. “Hey.” When she looks up at me, I reach for her and pull her body against mine. She’s practically shivering, and I know the warmth of my body will help. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not okay.” She sniffs, and I kiss the top of her head again.

“You’re safe, and you’ve got a little time to figure this out. I swear I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“I hate this. All I wanted to do was be able to live my life away from my father’s gates.”

“You can, but you have to do it the right way.” She looks up at me, and in this position, our faces are so close.

“Is this the right way?” Her breath tickles across my lips, and I reach up to brush her tears away with my thumbs.

“It feels right to me.” Something inside me is calm for the first time in my life. Having Whitley in my arms settles my racing soul, and all I want to do is build a life with her. I’ve never experienced this kind of peace, and I’m quickly becoming addicted to it. Is it her touch, or is it merely being in her orbit?

“How can someone be a stranger and yet be so familiar all at the same time?” she asks, echoing my own thoughts.

“I don’t know, but it feels like—”

“Home,” we say at the same time, and I have no idea which one of us leans in first.

Chapter Nine

WHITLEY

My eyes fall closed when Mack’s mouth meets mine in a feather-like kiss. I lift myself up to answer his unspoken question. Can he kiss me?

Yes.

Maybe he wasn’t asking, but I’ve been staring at his mouth for so long wondering what it would be like to kiss him. The second he moved toward me, I went toward him too. The way I gravitate to him is undeniable. Even when I didn’t want to be attracted to him, I couldn’t deny what my body felt.

I press my mouth harder against his, wanting to spur him on. Mack’s fingers slide into my hair as his tongue licks the seam of my lips. I part them, wanting to taste him, and the second I do, he deepens the kiss.

Strong arms come around me before he pulls me into his lap. The overwhelming sensation of being held close to him makes me moan. Holding him close, I work up the nerve to taste him back, and I’m rewarded with a low, sexy groan that rumbles out of his chest. He’s letting me know I’m doing it right, and the praise is euphoric.

“You know how hard it was for me not to touch you yesterday?” His mouth leaves mine but only to trail kisses down my neck. I saw the strain in his arms when he had to pull them away from me last night.

“Hard?” I rock against his cock that’s wedged right against my sex. Last night, I only felt it on my ass, but this way is so much better.

“Easy.” He lets out another groan like he’s fighting for control.

The hand in my hair tightens as he bends my head back so his mouth can reach the top of my chest. He’s kissing me everywhere, and each place he touches tingles with need. I turn my head to catch his mouth so we can kiss again because I’m unable to stop myself. I rock my body, and the friction on my clit hits just right before Mack reaches into the back of my shorts to grip my bare ass. His giant hands grip all of it at once, and he grinds me against him.

“You’re big,” I whimper between kisses.

If this leads to where I think it might be going, how is it going to work? From what I can feel as I rub against his cock, he’s too big for me.

“But gentle,” he says, and I smile against his mouth. “I just have to stay in control.”

“Like some dom-sub thing?” I say, and his hold on my ass tightens.

“No.” He lifts his head so my eyes can meet his. His pupils are dilated, and all I can see is lust in his eyes. “So I don’t go too fast.” Mack starts to pull his hand out from my shorts, but I grab for him.

“Don’t stop touching me.” I grip his shoulder so he can’t let go. I’m starved for affection, and now that I’ve found someone I want to do it with, I don’t want to stop.

“That’s the problem. I’m scared I won’t be able to, little one.” He says it in a warning.

“You won’t hurt me.” I go back to rocking my hips because my clit is throbbing for more.


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