The Risk of Falling (Falling in Love #1) Read Online Nikki Ash

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Falling in Love Series by Nikki Ash
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
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Sienna falls first, squeezing the fuck out of my cock and taking me straight over the edge with her.

When we’ve both caught our breath, she shocks the hell out of me when she says, “I’m going to quit working at Wanderlust.”

I pop my head up to look at her. “Really? Was the sex that mind blowing?”

She laughs. “No...I mean, yes. It’s always amazing. I just...it’s time. Ellie will be returning home soon, and if I work nights, she’ll either have to come with me or stay home all alone. Besides, if all goes well, I’ll have enough credits to graduate in December.”

“With a degree you don’t love,” I add. We’ve had a lot of conversations about this, and I’ve told her she should do what she loves: Dance. But she insists on wanting a job that looks good on paper since she’s planning to apply for guardianship of Ellie now that it’s been over two months and Lenora is still missing. With her gone, Sienna should have no problem becoming Ellie’s guardian. But to be on the safe side, I’ve insisted she let me hire the best attorney.

“Actually, I was thinking about that too,” she says, shocking me for the second time tonight. “I’m going to ask Grace if I can pick up some more classes at Lola’s.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she says with a smile. “Being a dance teacher pays well, and the judge will see I can provide a stable home, especially since we’re married.”

“Whatever you want to do is fine with me,” I tell her, pulling out. She stays right where she is, knowing the drill. I grab a wet washcloth from the bathroom and come back so I can clean her up. Once she’s halfway decent, she pads to the bathroom to finish cleaning up.

“I told Lincoln tonight. I offered to give him two weeks, but he said it’s all good, so tonight was my last night.”

Bastard. He didn’t say a damn word to me. “You have no idea how happy this makes me,” I tell her, lifting her into my arms.

“Because you hate me dancing?”

“No.” I shake my head. “Because now I get you every damn night, including the weekends. Let’s get the fuck out of here,” I say, kissing the curve of her neck. “I’m ready to start our vacation early.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

MICAH

“What the hell do you mean they’ve raised their asking price? I thought the contract was locked in?” I’m standing outside on the terrace of The W, staring down at the bustling city. Unlike in Tesoro, Manhattan is overcrowded and never sleeps. I enjoy coming to the city, but I don’t think I could live anywhere but Tesoro. The cars honk and people yell, and at least three people on bikes almost get hit.

“There was some miscommunication and…”

A feminine throat clears from behind me, and I turn around, coming face to face with my gorgeous wife. She’s dressed in what appears to be bridal lingerie—an arousing blend of white lace, innocence, and seduction—and tall, very sexy heels. Her hair is down in waves and her lips are glossy. When she said she was going to go to the bathroom to freshen up after we arrived, I thought she meant brush her teeth.

George, my legal department manager, continues to speak, but I couldn’t tell you what the hell he’s saying because I’m too entranced by the woman in front of me.

“George, I’m going to have to call you back,” I say, and then hang up without waiting for him to respond. Pocketing my phone, I stalk back inside.

“Where did you get that?” I ask. When we packed for our trip, I didn’t see it, and she rarely goes anywhere other than to work and home. Not that she can’t go wherever the hell she pleases, but I’m just wondering how she got it, and where I need to shop to buy her more.

“I ordered it,” she says, running her hands down her body. “I was thinking about our wedding night and how it should’ve went down, and since we’re in a hotel room, just the two of us, I thought we could have a do-over.” With a seductive sway to her hips, she closes the distance between us, and flashes me a coy smile while her fingers work to unbutton my shirt.

Fuck, this woman.

She slides her hands under the material of my shirt and removes it from my body then presses a soft kiss to my pec before swirling her tongue around my nipple. I stand in place, watching as she kisses her way down my chest and torso, stopping just above my navel.

While glancing up at me through her lashes, she presses an open-mouthed kiss to the bulge in my pants, then backs up slightly. “But first,” she says, “I have something to give you.”

She reaches into the cup of her bra and pulls out a… “Is that a ring?” I ask in confusion.


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