Suck and Blow Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors: Jenika Snow Advertisement1

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I should’ve felt shame and a little bit of judgment toward myself that I slept with someone who worked where I did. What was that saying?

You don’t shit where you eat?

That was just asking for trouble.

But we only exchanged first names, so it wasn’t as if Anthony would ever really find me. Well, maybe… since Pyper wasn’t the most common name in the world. But for all I knew, he was from a different branch in the company in a different town. Maybe even states away.

Besides, did I really think he’d come searching for me? No. I wasn’t under any delusion that we both didn’t know what last night was. And that was an incredible evening of rough, mindless, public fucking.

I placed my hand between my thighs and gently pressed in, the sensitivity and soreness enough to take my breath away.

I also felt the dried remnants of our combined fluids still coating my inner thighs.

Another wave of heat filled me.

When I’d gotten home last night, it had been late. I’d been exhausted, and I hadn’t thought about anything but sleeping, so I went straight to bed.

Now, all that felt like a fever dream as I made my way to the bathroom and took the hottest shower imaginable. I smelled of lavender and vanilla, my skin a deep shade of pink when I got out.

It was after I toweled myself off and looked down at my body that I noticed the fingerprint bruises that marred my hips. Black-and-blue marks that reminded me of Anthony.

From when he held me tightly and fucked me.

I braced my hands on the edge of the sink after wrapping the towel around my body, water dripping off the strands of my hair and sliding down my arms and chest. Another harsh groan was ripped from me as the blood rushed to my forehead, making my headache that was already pounding throb even more.

The sound of my phone ringing was like nails on a chalkboard, but I knew it was my mother. I had dinner with my parents every Sunday. She always called in the morning to verify things and ask what I wanted.

But I wasn’t in the mood to talk, and it was in that moment, when the phone stopped ringing, that I remembered one piece of the night more vividly than any other.

Anthony had taken my phone out and took pictures. And I hadn’t remembered it until right now.

My tongue was thick, my mouth dry, and my throat felt so tight I couldn’t swallow. I was in my bedroom and taking my phone off the charger a second later. My heart was racing as I opened up the Photos app and froze, every muscle in my body tensing when I saw picture after picture.

Ones of my bare ass.

Shots of my waxed pussy.

And then there was the really explicit ones—which seemed wild, given the ones I’d just looked at.

They were images that showed Anthony’s thick, masculine hand wrapped around the base of his dick. Another one where he lined his cockhead up with my pussy hole.

Another one was of him halfway inside me, my arousal glistening along his length.

My ass displayed his handprints, red imprints of how vicious his passion had been. It had those memories resurfacing and caused me to crave him all over again.

And then there was a video, and my knees felt shaky as I let myself sink to the edge of the bed to watch it.

I could hear my harsh breathing through the speaker, followed by his deep grunts. There was the distant sound of chatter just around the corner from the alcove we were in.

At first, all of it was like watching my very own porno. But then he rotated the camera, so it was facing him. His mask was still pushed above his lips. He stared right at the screen, a cocky smirk gracing his lips.

Then he lifted the leather, fully showing me his face, and winked.

God, he was even more gorgeous than I could’ve imagined.

The video ended at that moment, his mask up, his face on full display and frozen in time. But I knew he must’ve pulled it back into place quickly and dropped my phone onto my purse, since our fucking went on long after that point, and that’s where I found my cell when I collected myself when we were finished. Although his identity was no longer hidden, I didn’t know who he was, but he… looked familiar.

I didn’t know what possessed me to bring up the company website or click on the staff directory, but it was when I got to the webpage that listed the names, titles, positions, and photos of all who worked at the company that I sucked in a breath.

My heart jumped into my throat, and I had to bite my tongue to stifle the sound that was about to leave me.


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