Claimed by the Hollywood Heartthrob Read Online Flora Ferrari

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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
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I try to tell him to stop, but the feeling is so freaking sweet, tingly, and fuzzy all over.

“Please,” I whisper.

“Please what?” he snarls.

“I’m sorry about the costumes.”

“This has nothing to do with the costumes. You did a great job. Stop being a little brat.”

He brings his other hand to my breasts, as he makes a growling noise.

His eyes widen as he pushes them together, as though he’s never been more fascinated by anything in his life.

“You shouldn’t be doing this,” I whimper.

He pauses, lips twitching. “Are you saying you want me to stop?”

I try and scream yes, of course, but the words just won’t come out. It’s like my body is telling me to succumb to this moment, even if it’s dangerous… even if somebody could wander into this building any second and catch the star of the movie feeling up one of the costume interns.

What the heck would they say?

Would I get fired?

They’re definitely not going to let him go.

“Somebody might catch us,” I murmur.

“Not in here they won’t,” he growls, and suddenly his hands are on my hips.

He drags me toward the door to the ladies’ room and shoves it open with his shoulder. He pulls me inside and then spins me around, pushing me up against the door.

“Nobody can get in without us knowing about it,” he snarls, pinning me against the door with his powerful hands.

“But—”

“Enough,” he snaps. “No more buts. No more hesitation. I need to taste you.”

My clit tingles as he leans forward, his breath whispering over my cheeks. With a growl he pushes his lips against mine, crushing against them firmly, bringing my dream colliding into reality like a meteor smashing into the earth.

I croak, my mouth paralyzed, as he kisses me harder.

His tongue dances across mine, prompting a torrent of tingles to hammer through me.

I try to will myself to kiss him back, to clutch onto him, to respond in any way.

But I feel beyond star-struck, pinned in place, as he slides his hands down my hips and squeezes firmly.

Chapter Six

Braden

Fuck.

This wasn’t part of the plan.

But when I saw her come in here – and when I saw she was alone – I couldn’t hold back the fire blazing inside of me anymore. I couldn’t fight the intense need to feel her, to kiss her, to claim her.

But fuck, fuck, fuck.

My manhood is rock solid, the helm pressing almost painfully against the inside of my pants. My balls are massive solid rocks, heavier than I can believe, so full of my seed I’m leaking at the tip just thinking about being able to let it squirt inside my woman.

Or over those round bouncy tits, painting them in my spend.

Her lips are soft against mine, her mouth shy as she whimpers through the kiss. It’s like she’s fighting some sort of inner battle, trying to prompt herself to express her pleasure.

I swirl my tongue around hers, letting her feel how badly I need her.

She makes a croaking noise, her tongue finally moving in response, her lips working in time with mine. My cock grows even harder when she reaches up and claws onto my jacket as she takes in a gorgeous quick puff of air and squeezes herself closer against me.

It’s like her impulses are taking over, like her body’s screaming need is overpowering her anxious mind.

But I can’t think about that for long, not as I grind my cock against her, leaning down so I can push it against her groin.

“You feel that?” I snarl, breaking off the kiss and bringing my mouth to her ear. “You feel how fucking hard you’re making me? I can’t fake that. So don’t ever think this is a trick again. Feel it, Bria.”

I lean back to find her staring up at me with real deer-in-the-headlights eyes, like she doesn’t know what to do.

She’s only eighteen. I have to remember that, an inexperienced innocent thing who needs her beast to show her what to do.

So I grab her wrist and press her hand against my groin, letting her feel my massive hard dick through my trousers. She gasps as I press harder and harder, savoring the feeling of her palm against my shaft, groaning as my seed writhes up and down my length.

“What about you?” I snarl. “You might pretend to be shy, but I sense how much your body wants a release. What do you think, Bria? Can you come for me?”

“Here?” she whimpers.

No, no, no, a voice roars inside of me.

But I’m too far beyond reason now, far beyond civility. All I can think about is the feel of her hand against my cock, my mind so filled with her no other thoughts can even attempt to enter. But there’s still a part of me that knows this is wrong… she deserves better than a restroom.



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