The Best Mistake (Not Just Friends #1) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Not Just Friends Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
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The sounds that came from her were loud, clipped, and would have humiliated her if she wasn’t so aroused and drunk.

“You feel so good.” He ground the words out and closed his eyes for a second before he opened them again. Toby made this low growly sound when he slammed into her especially hard, and her head slammed back against the wall.

When he pulled almost all the way out, and then slowly pushed back into her, he was a little gentler. He did this repeatedly.

Toby went back to kissing her, kissed her until she felt like her lips would bleed from the passion that came from him. With each passing second he didn’t give her slow and intimate again, but fast and hard.

The burn of her back rubbing against the wall heightened her pleasure, and she felt her climax mounting.

“I want to see you come, want to feel you milking my dick until we both go over the edge, Shoshanna.” He reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing it back and forth.

With his cock deep in her pussy, and his thumb on her clit, his breathing came in short pants.

“Yeah, baby. I knew it would be this way.”

She didn’t think too hard on what he had just said. He slammed into her twice, applied more pressure to her clit until she was about to come once more, but right when she was there he slowed his motions. Shoshanna wanted to scream out in frustration, but before she could do or say anything he grunted against her neck, barely holding on as well.

“I knew you’d feel this good in my arms, clenching around my cock, baby.”

She didn’t know how to respond to that. But he didn’t give her a chance to say anything because he started thrusting like a madman now. In and out, faster and harder, and she got lost in the sensation, and the scent and power that came from him.

Shoshanna felt herself falling over the edge once more, and came long and hard. She thought he’d come, too, but instead of groaning out his release he pulled out of her right when her climax ended.

A gasp left her, and she stared at him wide-eyed as the empty feeling slammed into her.

“W-what are you doing, Toby?”

He didn’t respond, just held onto her waist with both of his hands, turned away from the wall, and started striding to what she assumed was his bedroom.

Her heart beat so hard and fast, and even though she had already come more than once, she wanted more.

God, did she want more.

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He had her on the bed a second later, his sheets smelling like him and intoxicating her further. He covered her with his body and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

He inhaled deeply and said in a low voice, “You smell so good, baby. Taste so good.” He took possession of her mouth again, dragging his tongue along hers, and causing so many sensations to pass through her body.

“God,” she breathed out, feeling lightheaded from the way he made her feel. He continued to kiss her, and then moved his mouth down her neck to lick at her pulse that beat frantically right below her ear. “That feels so good.”

He groaned, and the vibrations on her throat went right to her clit. “Say that again.” He cupped her breast, and she let her head fall back against the pillow. He continued to thrust gently against her pussy, dry humping her and his cock slipping in her body again.

“You’re making me feel so good.” The room spun from her arousal and the alcohol moving quickly through her veins. He did wicked things to her nipple with his forefinger and thumb. Toby tweaked the tip, rubbed it between his fingers, and had the blood rushing to the surface. It felt so good, he felt so good, and he knew just the right place to touch her that lit her up faster than pouring gasoline on an open fire.

There wasn’t a part of him that wasn’t toned, ripped, and defined. He was wholly male, and she had never felt more out of control with her emotions than she did right now. A low rumble left him, and he flattened his tongue at the base of her throat and dragged it up slowly.

When he leaned back, she opened her eyes and stared at where he watched his cock move through her folds. “You see what you do to me?” His dick glistened with her arousal, and this nagging in the back of her mind spoke of something, but she was too far gone to pay it any attention.

He started thrusting a little faster against her, her pussy lips hugging his length, and the tip of his dick sliding along her clit every time he thrust up. He cupped one bared breast, rolled the nipple between his thumb and index finger, and moved to the next.


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