Tie Me Down (Bellamy Creek #4) Read Online Melanie Harlow

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bellamy Creek Series by Melanie Harlow
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
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I kissed the top of her head. “I noticed how clear the sky was all day and figured it would be a nice night to look at the stars.”

She shifted slightly so she could look up and murmured in appreciation. “Oh, it is a clear night. I forgot how much better you can see stars in the country. I’ve been in the city too long.”

My eyes scanned the inky blank canvas studded with brilliant points of light. “I agree.”

We lay there for a few minutes, looking up at the night sky, listening to the crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl. A soft breeze whistled through the trees, although the air was warm.

After a couple minutes, she cuddled up to my side again, placing one hand on my chest. “So is this the kind of date you’d have taken me on in high school?”

“Hmm. Good question.” I thought for a moment. “I probably would have taken you for a drive in a truck—maybe even this one, since it’s older than dirt—but I’m not sure about looking at the stars. I probably would have been more interested in looking at you without your clothes on.”

“How about now?” Her hand drifted lower, sliding over my stomach and onto my crotch. Beneath my jeans, my cock began to swell.

“Some things never change.”

Laughing gently, she started kissing my neck and continued to move her hand over the growing bulge in my pants until I groaned.

“Should we take this inside?” I asked.

She unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. “Think anyone can see us out here?”

“Nope. Not that I’d care.”

She sat up and grabbed another blanket, covering the lower halves of our bodies. Then she wriggled out of her shorts and swung a leg over me, straddling my hips. “I don’t care either.”

I slipped a hand between her legs, finding her warm and wet. Desire surged through me. “This might not even last long enough for anyone to see.”

Smiling in the dark, she tugged down my jeans just enough to free my aching cock. I positioned myself between her thighs and stifled a loud moan as she slowly lowered herself onto me, inch by inch. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes on mine. She braced her hands on my chest and began to move, rocking her hips in a slow, sinuous motion.

My hands stole beneath her shirt, gripping her waist. Already the tension in my body was mounting, heat gathering like a storm. She didn’t rush, and I loved the way her eyes closed and her mouth fell open as she took what she wanted, using my thick, hard length for her own pleasure. I willed my body to be patient, pushing back against the urge to grab her by the hips and jerk her up and down on my cock, hard and fast.

But watching her ride me slowly and seductively was no less arousing, and within minutes I was dangerously close to climax. Cursing, I grasped her thighs and held her down. “Don’t move.”

She laughed lazily. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re too fucking hot. I’m about to lose control.” My cock pulsed once inside her, making her gasp.

“I felt that,” she whispered, starting to move again.

“You’re going to feel a lot more if you don’t slow down,” I warned.

Falling forward, she braced her hands on my chest and rocked her hips faster and rougher, her breath coming in quick, hot bursts. “Do it. I want more. Let me have it.”

I gave up trying to fight it and let her fuck me until I came, my hands on her ass, a low ragged growl escaping my throat. She cried out once as her body convulsed over mine, and I felt the spasms rippling through her.

She collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. “Oh God,” she panted. “I can’t believe I did that.”

“Did what?” I struggled to catch my breath too.

“Had sex in a truck. And a hayloft.”

“Don’t forget the dock.”

“Oh my God, the dock. What is even happening to me? I’m someone’s mom.”

“You’re not my mom.”

“I know, but . . .” She lifted her chest off me and looked down. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“I haven’t either.”

“And I can’t even imagine it with anyone else. You bring it out in me.”

“Good.” I couldn’t help feeling possessive as I squeezed her ass. “I like that you’re only this way with me. Let’s keep it that way.”

She lowered her lips to mine, and I felt her smile.

Upstairs, I coaxed her into my bedroom. “Come lie with me for a while.”

“Let me get ready for bed, then I’ll come back.”

A few minutes later, she silently tiptoed into my room, peeled off her pajamas, and curled up alongside me in bed. I was nearly asleep when she picked up her head from my chest and looked at me. “Beckett.”


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