You Might Be Bad For Me Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 213
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
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“So, how do I want you?” she asks, her wide doe eyes shining with a desire that must reflect my own.

With my body coursing with adrenaline at the thought of fucking her tonight, I nod my head and say, “Tell me what you want.”

She turns away from me, and for a split second I think she’s going to say she doesn’t want to do anything, but then she brings her ass closer to mine and all that desire rises inside of me again.

She peeks over her shoulder and grabs my hand, kissing the tip of my fingers one by one as my heart beats faster and faster. “I want your hand here,” she whispers and pulls down her panties while telling me, “I’ve never been fingered; I want you to get me off with your hand.”

I don’t believe her for one second, but I don’t argue. I don’t even consider arguing.

All I can focus on is that she’s in my bed, taking off her panties and telling me she wants me to finger fuck her. I’m content getting to third base from Chloe tonight because tomorrow night I’m getting everything I want.

Planting a small kiss on her jawline, I let her move my fingers between her legs. She’s hot and already slick with arousal. Fuck, I don’t know how I don’t immediately cum just from grazing my fingers across her clit.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I tell her the second my fingertips touch her hot entrance. I force back a groan as I push my fingers inside of her. “And so tight,” I comment out loud, but the next thought is whether or not I can even fit my cock inside of her. I have to work my fingers in slowly, pressing against her front wall and holding her body down as she bucks out of instinct.

Her hips tilt up and I press my thumb against her clit. Slowly she adjusts, letting me push my fingers in deeper and deeper and stroking her front wall to get those sweet sounds to spill from her lips in a strangled moan.

Her cry of pleasure is accompanied with her pushing her head back into my shoulder as her neck arches and her body begs to do the same.

I’m barely inside of her and she’s already so responsive. So easy to pleasure. As her hand moves to the back of my head, her fingernails scratching as they go down my scalp, I lean forward to kiss her neck. I’m teasing and slow with each calculated kiss, nipping and biting from the sensitive part just below her ear down to the crook of her neck.

My eyes stay open the entire time as I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside of her, working her and desperate to warm her up so she can take me.

“Fuck,” she moans a muted sigh of the word. My fingers press against her front wall, rubbing hard and forcing her pleasure from her, all while keeping my thumb pressed to her clit.

Her body writhes against me as she tries to turn over, to move away, but I wrap one leg around hers and move my arm around her chest, pinning her body to mine and holding her in place. Strangled moans are all she gives me as I pump my fingers in and out of her cunt.

My touch turns ruthless as her heels slam into the bed and she frantically grabs at the sheets. She’s so fucking close. “Give it to me,” I command her through clenched teeth. I can’t even breathe, knowing how close she is.

“Bastian,” she’s moaning my name as her body trembles with my relentless touch.

I’ve never heard anything sound so fucking perfect as Chloe Rose moaning my name.

“Say it again,” I command her, and she gasps while yelling it at the same time, “Bastian, Bastian!”

I can’t help rocking my hips against her, loving how she does the same, grinding her ass against me.

“I want you,” I beg her, pressing my cock against her, the only shield being the thin fabric of my boxers.

I’ve never wanted a girl this much. I’ve never felt the need to be inside of a woman like this before. I need her. I need to feel her pussy wrapped this tight around my dick. My heart races with hers as she gets closer.

“I want you,” I moan again against the shell of her ear as I press my dick against her ass, searching for relief. Instantly her pussy clamps down on my fingers, tightening and spasming as she cums.

I cum violently with her. If she wasn’t so preoccupied with her own climax, I’d be embarrassed that I just came in my boxers, dry humping her.

I take my hand away from her slowly, letting her sag on her side as she tries to catch her breath. I have to hide that I’m doing the same as I flip my fingers in my mouth and make sure she’s watching as I suck.


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