The Rebel King (All the King’s Men #2) Read Online Kennedy Ryan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: All the King's Men Series by Kennedy Ryan
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Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 108242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
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“I did have something in mind actually.” I stride into the bathroom, as naked as she is, and climb into the shower behind her. I grab the shampoo and massage it into her hair.

“Oh, that feels amazing,” she moans, leaning back so her shoulder blades press into my chest. “What’d you have in mind?”

“I was thinking you won’t go to work at all today.”

“Oh, no.” She turns to face me, the spray from the shower bouncing off her back. “I have to at least be there for the update—make sure we’re all on the same page.”

“You’ve been on the campaign trail every day. Kimba can do the update.” I dip to capture one wet, shiny nipple in my mouth.

“Doc,” she groans. “Don’t you dare—”

“Distract you?” I knead her other breast and trail kisses up her shoulder and neck, sucking at the skin hard enough to leave a mark. “Now you know how it feels.”

“Maxim!” She jerks back, thick strands of wet hair clinging to her arms and throat. “I can’t show up at my office with a hickey like some oversexed teenager.”

“Exactly. No work for you today.” I turn her gently but firmly by the shoulder to face the shower wall, angling her hips and ass for me, bending her until her palms press into the shower bench.

“I can’t just skip out on…”

Whatever she planned to say doesn’t get said once I push in.

“I missed that last part.” I rock into her, reaching to the front and sliding my fingers between her lips to pinch her clit. “What were you saying?”

“Shut up.” She presses back on me. “Is that all you got? That’s how you fuck your woman? I barely feel it.”

My cock swells, pressing even tighter against her slick inner walls at the taunting words.

“Don’t provoke me,” I growl, cupping her neck and pressing my hand into the small of her back.

“I need it hard, Doc,” she pants. “I want the wolf.”

Her words are like the pull of the moon, and that tenuous hold I keep on civilized behavior snaps.

“You want the wolf?” I slap her ass. “Do you have any idea how hard I could fuck you?”

I let myself off the leash, ramming into her on repeat, her cries of pleasure echoing a desperate refrain in the bathroom. I grip handfuls of her wet, sudsy hair and pound into her relentlessly. She uses the bench for balance while I screw into her as deeply as possible. I want to twist so far in I feel her pulse throbbing on my cock—to break past every barrier. I want us so close our bodies whisper secrets and our heartbeats are indistinguishable.

“There’s no one like you, Nix.”

God, it’s true.

“Jesus, Doc. There’s nothing like this.” Her words break on a sob, and the elegant line of her shoulders trembles. “No one like you.”

I palm her breasts, squeezing the tight nipples between my fingers. Her indrawn breath tells me she likes it.

“Anything you want,” she pants, circling her ass on me. “Take it.”

“I want today with you,” I say, changing the angle of my thrust slightly but hitting a new spot that makes her moan.

“I can’t.”

I force myself to stop abruptly and start easing out.

“No!” She reaches back and grabs my ass. “Don’t you dare.”

I stop pulling out but don’t move. She squirms, tries to grind on my cock, but I grip her hips, holding her still.

“Son of a bitch,” she growls. “Finish me, Doc.”

“No.”

“Do you think I don’t feel how hard that cock is? You want this, too.”

“Obviously,” I force my voice to casual, like it doesn’t matter to me one way or the other. “But I want a day with you more. I told you Kimba’s got it. What’s it going to be?”

I push in and give her a quick, shallow thrust.

“Oh, yes.” She starts circling her hips, and I stop again. “Bastard!”

“I’ve told you my terms.”

My cock hates me, silently cursing me in four different languages for not finishing this right now.

“One day,” she concedes breathlessly. “I can give you one day.”

I take off the reins and fuck her until we’re both shaking. We almost fall when our orgasms hit. I ease out, sit on the shower bench, and set her on my lap. Greedy, thirsty, we kiss until my lips are numb, her fingers burrowing into my wet hair, my fingers tunneled into hers. I break the kiss, taking her face between my slick hands and searching her eyes.

“One day,” I remind her, panting.

She nods, sucking my bottom lip and smiling. “One day.”

CHAPTER 20

LENNIX

“California?”

I glance over to Maxim in the driver’s seat, dragging my eyes from the panorama of vivid blue water and mosaic sky, streaks of pink, purple and orange painted through the clouds.

“I wanted to get far from DC,” he says, “but knew we didn’t have time to leave the country.”


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