Step-Savage (Wanting What’s Wrong #6) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Sports, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Wanting What's Wrong Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
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“Okay, I know I keep sling-shotting around with it, but you gotta admit, it’s a lot. Like you said. And I’m…just hormonal, maybe.”

“It’s okay. I like your hormones. You have your period?”

She slings her head back and forth like that’s a silly question, her cheeks flaming red. “No.”

“Okay, well, it’s okay if you do. I want my cock inside you, a little blood doesn’t scare the savage away. In fact, I’ll look forward to the day I can give you a little kiss and come up with the only red lipstick I’ll ever wear. You need to know, I want all of you. All.” I growl, nipping my bottom lip as I think of all the things I want to do with her. “It’s the only blood coming from you that won’t have me looking to kill someone.”

“Oh, my God. You are out of control.”

“Because of you, baby.”

I slip my hand into the hot water. Her skin is slick and heated as I lock onto her eyes. “Be still and quiet. Don’t move.”

My cock is so hard I can barely think, but the way she’s looking at me, excited but stunned, I can’t hold back. I take her jaw in my other hand, leaning her head back so her waterfall blue eyes are on mine. “I don’t need to ask you if you’re wet, do I?”

Her lips fall open and spin into a grin, her face a glowing cotton candy pink with her blonde ringlets pulled up in two ponytails on the sides of her head. “I think we can agree on that.”

“Good.”

Her eyes flutter as the tips of my fingers meet the edges of her bare lower lips, the little curls at the apex soft in the hot water.

“I want us to agree on lots of things. Like, you and me. This, it’s not like anything I’ve felt before. I’m aggressive when I go after what I want. But…” There’s a stuttering breath that catches on a gasp as I find that hard little button and work it with two fingers. “But you feel what I feel, don’t you, baby? This is a freight train. Us. You are what I want and I don’t take no for an answer.”

Her hands emerge from under the bubbles, latching on to the sides of the tub as I give her clit a soft pinch then double my efforts, rubbing it against her pubic bone with my fingers.

Hard, harder. Fast, faster, as I release her chin and reach down to cup her breast, rolling the hard, warm nipple between my fingers as she gasps and the water sloshes around, the bubbles splashing out onto my bare feet.

“Oh God—” The tension in her face melts away as a ball lodges in my chest when her eyes pin onto mine. “If you won’t take no for an answer, why do you want to know how I feel?”

Brat.

“How you feel and my inability to take no for an answer are not mutually exclusive. Just answer the question. You feel what I feel, don’t you? And just to be clear, I fucking feel like I’m in love with you already. And not just a brother sister love; although, that’s in the mix. I gotta say I feel this overwhelming protectiveness when I’m with you. I’d remove heads and burn body parts if anyone ever hurt you.” I slip my fingers lower, sliding one into her tight opening, then playing with the puckered back entrance with my pinky, watching her eyes roll back again.

“It’s hard to say no to anything when you are playing me like a fiddle with those magic fingers of yours.”

“Then don’t. Just say yes, yes to all of it. Yes to feeling good, yes to me taking care of you, yes to dripping with my cum day and night and giving me every inch of you. Yes to all the things I want to do to you. With you.”

My fingers work in her softness under the water as my other hand toys with her nipple, and I lean down from the chair, my lips hovering over hers.

“I feel better than I have in a long, long time. With you. Different, alive, like there are parts of me I left undiscovered, and you are my Christopher Columbus.”

I snort on a little chuckle. “You have a way with words, and we’ll talk about how Christopher Columbus didn’t discover anything, but right now, I’ll be whatever you want, baby.”

I take her lips hard, my tongue eagerly pushing through her lips, claiming her mouth while my fingers claim her from below the water. I slide two into her opening, another into her ass while my thumb keeps time on her clit.

She moans into the kiss, the water sloshing out of the tub as she twists and reaches up and grabs my shirt, pulling me into her as she gasps into the kiss, her mouth tasting like peaches and innocence.


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