Surrender (Coastal Elite #4) Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Insta-Love, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Coastal Elite Series by Sam Mariano
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Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
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I know it’s a deception, though—just my instincts going haywire.

I can feel the bulge in his pants, and I know he doesn’t want this to end with a kiss.

His thigh rubs harder against my pussy. The friction has me gasping and clutching his shoulders for support.

Silvan groans into my mouth, his grip on the back of my head tightening as he pulls me closer, forcing me to take more of him than I’m ready for.

I try to pull away, but I can’t. There’s nowhere to go.

He reaches between our bodies and unfastens the button on my denim cutoffs.

Alarm rings out through my entire body, dousing the flames and sending a chill straight down my spine.

I rip my lips from his just as he tugs down my zipper.

“No. Wait, please.” I grab at his hand, but he’s too strong, too hungry and with an appetite he seems intent that I sate.

The denim waistband goes slack, and panic grips me. I expect him to shove down my shorts and force his hand into my panties. I expect him to take his dick out and ignore my struggles as he forces it between my thighs.

I can’t breathe.

My vision goes spotty from lack of oxygen, and I have the passing thought that at least if I pass out, I won’t be present for it. He can use me like a doll, ravishing my helpless body until his needs have been met, and when I come around, I won’t remember any of it.

Might be a blessing, really.

Instead of raping me, Silvan notices my rising panic. He frowns thoughtfully, then pulls me into the shelter of his strong chest.

I don’t even really know him, but that doesn’t stop me from accepting the comfort he offers.

I lock my arms around him and close my eyes, begging my pounding heart to calm down.

He’s not going to hurt me.

If he wanted to hurt me, he wouldn’t have stopped.

Slowly, my breathing steadies, and the panic begins to fade. Silvan doesn’t say anything. He just holds me and lets me feel safe, even if I might not be.

It’s what I needed to calm down. At least he seemed to care about that.

Eventually, I’m able to pull back slightly and look up at him.

I feel a bit sheepish at first, but he stares down at me with such intensity that my stomach flutters, and I forget all about the icky sensation.

I’m tempted to, but I hold his gaze and don’t look away.

I expect him to ask what that was all about, but he doesn’t.

Maybe he realizes I’m a wreck and not the most stable target for the attention he wants to give me.

It’s not too late to take me back downstairs and pick someone else. Someone who isn’t such a mess, who would know how to respond to his advances—who would enjoy being cornered by him in a dark hallway.

“We should probably go check out the escape room now,” he finally says, breaking the silence between us.

Relief trickles through me that I don’t have to explain myself. That I don’t have to unleash the big, scary ghosts in my past, and instead, we can just move on.

I nod, still feeling a little shaky but much better overall.

I guess my surge of panic didn’t scare him off, but he doesn’t stop me when I reach down to button my shorts.

Once they’re fastened and I have at least an illusion of safety, Silvan takes my hand and entwines our fingers.

It’s a startling, almost tender gesture for a pushy stranger to make.

I look up at him, and he gives me a look that feels reassuring.

Then he leads me deeper into the darkened hallway, and like a fool, I follow.

Chapter Four

Silvan

I drag Sophie into the escape room, my heart thundering in my chest.

I’m still reeling from our impromptu kiss in the hallway, and now I’m even more determined to claim her as mine.

I’ve never been so shaken up by a kiss before.

She was clearly shaken up, too, though I suspect for different reasons.

Not that she didn’t enjoy the kiss. She might want to pretend she didn’t, but those moans that slipped from her pretty lips as I rubbed my thigh against her pussy told the truth. The way her fingers dug into my shoulders and her eyes drifted closed.

She wanted to be fucked; she just didn’t want to want it.

My pretty little farm girl is severely repressed. Don’t know why. Don’t even care. I just know I’m going to have to fix it.

“What are we even looking for?” Sophie asks, her voice soft and a little shy as we make our way through the main entry doors into a small outer chamber.

We spent a good chunk of change building this escape room in the ballroom, but I don’t care if it’s just for a party; I don’t do anything half-assed.


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