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Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
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She snorts. “No. The standards at MIT aren’t what they used to be, so I didn’t even bother applying. What would I learn there? Basic coding that any idiot could follow? No, thank you.”

“So you work in tech, too, I take it?”

She purses her lips. “I dabble.”

“And your parents?”

“I still live with my dad. We’re decent roommates.”

“Alfie’s a pretty good roommate, too. Until he gets a wild hair at about 3 a.m., tries to bite my toes through the blanket, then meows until I give him treats.”

“Hmm, my dad doesn’t do any of that.”

I laugh. “Do you have any idea how cute you are, Ace?”

“You think I’m cute?” she asks. “Not …” She tangles her fingers in her lap. “Not sexy?”

God, the vulnerable way she asks it makes my heart melt. But the fact we’re talking about how sexy she is makes other parts of me decidedly hard.

With a pull, I drag her into my lap, her legs draped to one side. “I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Sexy doesn’t even begin to describe you, Maggie.”

Her cheeks color a lovely pink, and she looks right into my eyes. “That’s … that’s good to know.”

She’s hedging, keeping her feelings guarded. I get it. This is all so new, but the connection between us isn’t something that’s up for debate. It’s also not something that can wait. I want to show her just how special I think she is, and more than that, I want her to know that I mean every word. She’s remarkable, and I’m so fucking lucky that I found her when I did.

I slide my hand to the nape of her neck and pull her to me. I kiss her gently at first, my mouth seeking permission as my tongue glances across her lips.

She leans into me, our kiss intensifying as she wraps her arms around my neck. I delve my tongue inside her mouth, tasting her. It only stokes my need. She’s like a fucking sex bomb. The demure way she styles her hair, the glasses, the baggy clothes–she’s a vixen hiding in plain sight. I’m only glad no one’s seen through her disguise. Only me. It was meant to be this way.

Lifting her, I turn her so she’s straddling me.

She settles on my lap, her legs spread and the heat between her thighs pressing against my cock through our clothes. When her tongue tangles with mine, my cock surges against my zipper, demanding more of her heat.

I move a hand under her shirt and cup her breast. She moans, her hips beginning to move against me. When I pinch her budded nipple, she jolts. I don’t let go of her mouth, though. I chase her, continuing our kiss as I grip her ass with my other hand.

She keeps moving on top of me, chasing the friction between us as I fight the urge to throw her down on the couch and give her every inch of me. She’s so fucking irresistible.

“Take what you need,” I groan against her mouth, then kiss down her throat, sucking her tender skin between my teeth.

She rides me, no longer demure, no longer anything except what she is–a goddess. Each stroke of her against my cock sends pleasure tingling up my spine, and I swear if she keeps this up, I might come in my jeans.

Her movements become more erratic, and I squeeze both her breasts, then twist her nipples. That sends her over.

She moans, her nails digging into my shoulders as she rocks against my hips, her body unwinding as I watch her. Her hips still move against me, and she gasps when the orgasm finally subsides.

I pull her to my mouth again, needing her so badly that I think I might come apart. I’m obsessed, can’t stop kissing her. The way I feel for her–fuck–I’m beginning to realize obsession isn’t a strong enough word.

15

MAGGIE

“Change of plans,” I tell Ocean when I finally get her on the line. I tried to connect to her a few times, and she wasn’t answering.

I didn’t want to leave Owen’s, but I have a few things to take care of. Plus, I need to be out of sight long enough for him to show me how and what he’s hiding behind the west wall in his kitchen.

“What do you mean?” Ocean sounds out of breath.

“What are you doing? Why didn’t you answer the first few times I called?”

“I was just playing with some toys,” she says innocently.

Ocean is far from innocent. In fact, I’m normally the innocent one out of the two of us, but I don’t feel that way at the moment. Actually, I’m not sure what I’m feeling. I’m all jumbled up. It’s confusing, and I don’t care much for it. Things need to be in their place, and for some reason, I’m not in mine.


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