The Player I Hate to Love (Elite Players #2) Read Online Jillian Quinn

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Elite Players Series by Jillian Quinn
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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
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“Damn girl,” he whispered against my mouth. “So impatient.”

“I want to come. It’s been too long…”

When our eyes met, I closed mine. I didn’t want him to see the desperation on my face. I also didn’t want to answer questions about my sexless marriage, or the fact my sixty-five year old neighbor got more action than me.

Will inched my skirt down my thighs, staring up at me as I panted like a dog in heat. He took his sweet ass time ridding me of my panties. With his mouth inches from my pussy, he thrust two fingers inside me.

“That feels so good,” I groaned.

“What until you feel my cock,” he said with a smirk.

He threw my leg over his shoulder and my eyes slammed shut when he sucked my clit into his mouth. His tongue worked its magic between my folds. In and out, he forced his tongue to go deeper and deeper, tasting every inch of me. It was as if he didn’t want to leave any part of me uncharted.

I writhed beneath him, panting and cursing as he slung my other leg over his shoulder. He gripped my ass cheeks and devoured me like a savage beast. Will licked me like he needed every bit of my cum to survive. Like he needed to please me in every way before he fucked me.

My body trembled as I hit the peak of my climax. But Will had other plans. Somehow he flipped onto his back, never losing steam as he pulled me on top of him. I gripped the top of the couch and rocked my hips, riding his face like a champ.

He was so good with his tongue that I didn’t last more than a minute before my legs shook, and my orgasm spilled out of me in waves. I stared down at Will and ran my fingers through his hair before I slid off him.

“Holy shit,” I whispered, out of breath. “Where the hell did you learn that?”

Will laughed as he pulled his shirt over his head.

His stomach was so defined it looked like he had more than a six-pack. There was muscle freaking everywhere, his body so toned he looked like a statue of perfection. I leaned forward to kiss his skin and licked every inch of him. He growled when my tongue flicked his nipple.

I couldn’t get enough of him. So I kissed my way down his chest and licked right below the waistband of his black boxer briefs. Flipping open the button on his jeans, I rolled down the zipper, and he shoved his pants over his hips with his boxers. His cock sprung loose, his shaft long and hard.

My mouth fell open in shock as I stared at his intimidating size, wondering if he would even fit inside me. He had to be at least nine inches and so damn thick I was both excited and terrified.

I licked the pre-cum from the head of his cock.

Will growled as he fisted my hair. “Damn, woman. Fuck. Me.”

He hissed, gripping my hair tighter as I rolled my tongue across his soft skin. Will palmed the back of my head, forcing me to take more. I jerked his shaft, my mouth and hand in sync with each of his thrusts.

“Fucking hell, woman” he groaned as he hit the back of my throat.

I felt him pulse in my mouth, and then he pulled back, staring down at me with an intensity in his eyes. He pushed me onto the couch and slid the pad of his thumb across my lip.

He reached into his pants for a condom, rolled it on, and without the slightest warning, he was inside me. I cried out with the first few thrusts, overwhelmed as he filled me up. Will kissed me hard and fast as he wrapped my legs around his back.

His fingers trailed up and down my thigh, massaging my skin as he fucked me into the couch like a wild animal. He had a feral look in his eyes, like he’d gone to another place as he stretched me out.

His long fingers grazed my cheek. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

And then he kissed me, invading my mouth with his tongue. Kissing me like we’d done it thousands of times.

After a while, he groaned my name, moving at a quicker pace as he massaged my breast. He rolled his thumb over my nipple, and with each of my moans, he covered my mouth with his.

And when we both came, it was pure perfection. Sweaty but not out of breath like me, Will kissed my forehead before he rolled off me. I was a boneless heap about to melt into the couch, while Will looked as if he could fuck all night. That athletic stamina of his. I definitely was not complaining.

Will propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at me. “This isn’t the last time you’ll see me,” he promised before he kissed me.


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