Vengeance Read Online Sloane Kennedy (The Protectors #5)

Categories Genre: Crime, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Protectors Series by Sloane Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 118592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 474(@250wpm)___ 395(@300wpm)
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I dropped my eyes, but Memphis immediately grabbed my chin and forced my gaze back up. “Who is he?” he asked, his voice cool.

“A friend,” I finally said. It was as close to the truth that I was willing to get.

“He sounded like more than a friend.”

“No-” I started to say, but Memphis silenced me with a hard kiss.

“First rule is I don’t fuck guys who are with someone else,” he bit out as soon as he tore his lips from mine. I was still reeling from the sizzling kiss so I nodded my head, though I was too frazzled to understand what I was agreeing to.

“I don’t do ex-boyfriend drama shit; I don’t do guys who are pretending I’m someone else-”

This time I was the one to kiss him. I was pleased when he kissed me back and while it ended too soon, I’d finally gotten a response from him that was anything but disinterested. “There’s no one,” I said firmly. “Tristan’s a friend. A straight friend,” I added for good measure. “I haven’t been with anyone in over a year and there is no way in hell I could ever pretend you were someone else, even if I wanted to,” I said in a rush.

Memphis didn’t respond and my belly tightened with fear that my words hadn’t been enough to convince him. “I don’t do this,” I said as I motioned to the room with my hand. “I don’t do what we did in the bathroom.” I shook my head. “But with you…”

I felt like a fool because the man holding me prisoner with both his body and mind didn’t respond and the humiliation made me feel hot all over. I needed to get out of there – I needed to save what little dignity I had left. But instead of moving, I brought my hands up to clutch at Memphis’s waist and he didn’t resist when I pulled him closer to me so that our bodies were finally touching.

“Whatever you want,” I finally whispered, ignoring how needy my voice sounded. I nipped at Memphis’s lips as my desire took over and any rational thought I had left fled. “Whatever you want,” I repeated.

I didn’t breathe again until Memphis finally leaned in and claimed my mouth the way I’d wanted – no, needed – him to from the moment I’d walked into the room. He pressed me back against the door as he consumed my mouth and I couldn’t stifle my moan of excitement when his hands roamed over my ass and then gripped me hard, dragging my hips forward until our cocks came into contact. I shamelessly rubbed my dick against his, but the moment was fleeting because Memphis released me and stepped back.

“There’s a condom and lube in my wallet. Get both out and go sit on the bed.”

The rough order should have been a reminder of what this encounter was really about, but I was too turned-on to care. I pushed past Memphis and reached for his wallet. My eyes fell on his driver’s license as I flipped open his wallet and I was surprised to see how young and relaxed he looked in his picture compared to the cool, unforgiving man at my back. My fingers felt thick and useless as I fumbled to find the condom and packet of lube. When I did, I felt a moment of trepidation go through me, because there was no doubt in my mind that I wouldn’t be the one wearing the condom. It was something I should have told him from the get go, but I was terrified that maybe not fucking a guy who’d never bottomed was another one of his rules so I kept my mouth shut.

I did my best to hide my nervousness as I went to the bed and sat down, the condom and lube clutched in my fist. I lifted my eyes to watch Memphis and felt my stomach flip flop when I saw the way he was watching me. His words might have been cold and distant, but his eyes were anything but. They burned with hunger as they roamed over me and I swore I could feel him touching me even though he was still standing by the door. When he finally moved towards me, I felt a rush of heat flash through me. As he walked, he began unbuttoning his shirt and by the time he reached me, I had a view of half of his impressive chest. But it wasn’t enough and since he’d stopped undoing the buttons, I took over, dropping the lube and condom on the bed. He hadn’t given me permission to touch him, but I didn’t care and I looked up to see if my boldness had angered him.

It hadn’t.

It definitely hadn’t.

Because even before I reached the last button on the shirt, his hand came up to rest on my head. He began petting me gently and when I finally separated and pushed his shirt off so I could see all of him, his fingers threaded in my hair.


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