The Runaway Mail-Order Bride Read Online Alexa Riley (Mail-Order Brides #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Mail-Order Brides Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
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“Here, there’s a slit up the leg,” she says, and pushes away the material from the side. Her shaky hands reveal the length of her smooth leg and I immediately run both my hands up it. “What are you doing?”

“I need you,” I say as I push the material over to reveal her other leg. I see the lacy pink panties that block what I’m after and I growl at them. “Take them off.”

Her fingers wiggle down and grab the edges as she pushes them off her hips and down her thighs. Her bare pussy is right in front of my mouth, and I can see her damp lips glistening for me.

“Hold on to the dress while I eat.”

She barely has enough time to grab the material before I’m putting my face between her legs and licking up her nectar. The sweet flavor that was on her tongue is on her pussy, and I want to drown in it.

“Keep it down, sweetheart. Those sounds are only for me.”

I hear her muffled cry as I suck her clit into my mouth. I can’t eat her fast enough as I lick her lips and then move to her center. I’m overwhelmed with power as her thighs shake and she clings to me. She cries out my name as her orgasm approaches and in this moment, she is my savior. I bow down and worship at her altar. I would sacrifice myself for her pleasure.

Her body locks tight and then explodes as her orgasm hits my tongue. I moan at the new taste and how it’s impossibly sweeter than before. How have I gone my whole life and not found her? How have I wasted years that I could have been with her, had I only know this kind of heaven was possible?

When the last of her pleasure is wrung from her body, I stand up. Reaching down, I unzip my slacks and pull out my throbbing cock.

“I can’t wait until our wedding night to fuck you. You’re just going to have to walk down the aisle with my cum in you.”

Chapter 7

Dane

I grab her ass with both hands while I lift her up and slide her down on my dick. My cock is hard as stone and standing straight up. As I lower her onto it, I feel her pussy’s warmth wrap around me.

Her legs tighten around my waist and I kiss her neck as I thrust in hard.

“Fuck.” I grunt against her chest as I pull out and thrust again. “Fuck, fuck fuck,” I say as I look down and see a tiny trace of blood on my cock. “Is this your first time?”

I look into her eyes and she bites her lip and nods. “Don’t stop,” she begs as she grips the collar of my tux.

“I should have known,” I say, thrusting back inside. “Your pussy was so fucking sweet. I wonder what she’ll taste like now.”

Willow moans, and I cover her mouth with mine. She clenches around my shaft when I bring her down all the way so my balls are against her ass. I hold her there and grind against her clit, and she cries out in pleasure.

I grip her hips roughly as I move her up and down, then rub her clit. Over and over I keep her on edge, not yet wanting it to be over.

“Fuck everything, Willow. There’s no contract. No five years. You’re mine starting now.” I slam her down on my dick and rub her clit. She’s tightening up, and this time I’m going to give her what she wants. “You’ve never had a cock before, and look at you taking mine raw.”

Her fingers dig into my suit as she whines for more.

“I bet the ink won’t even be dry on our marriage license before I’ve got you pregnant.”

Her body shakes and she gasps as her orgasm hits her. I finally let myself give in to what I’ve wanted since the second I laid eyes on her. My release is like a wall coming down and I fill her with all that I have. But the pleasure of cumming inside her is nothing compared to feeling every pulse of her orgasm on my bare cock. With nothing between us and no barrier to stop me, my cock is only satisfied for half a second before he’s ready for more.

“I don’t want to pull out,” I say, kissing her forehead. She’s got her head on my shoulder and her body is limp in my arms. “But I want to get you out of here and in my bed.”

She moans as I slide my cock out of her and tuck it back into my tux. I don’t like the feeling of not being inside her, but I can’t walk out of here with her bouncing on my dick, as much as I like the idea.


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