False Start (The New York Nighthawks #8) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Sports, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The New York Nighthawks Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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“And for being my good luck charm.”

She closed the gap between us and pressed her lips onto mine. Hunger and need swept through me like a wildfire. Every time we’d kissed, we had been in a public place, so I’ve never been able to kiss her the way I truly wanted.

Finally, we were alone, so the dam holding me back burst. I slid one of my hands into her silky hair and cupped the back of her skull. Using the thumb and forefinger of my other hand, I forced her chin down so her lips parted. My tongue swept in, and I groaned at the pain from my dick swelling against the zipper of my jeans. Going commando probably hadn’t been the best decision.

With one swift move, I repositioned Dakota to straddle my lap. Her skirt rode up, and I glided my hands up her thighs, pushing it all the way to her waist. Then I dipped two fingers into her panties, and my cock pulsed when her juices soaked my digits.

Ripping my mouth from hers, I withdrew my hand and sucked her cream from my fingers. “Fuck,” I groaned. “You taste incredible.”

Dakota squirmed in my lap, and I cupped her hips, holding her still as I locked eyes with her. “This is your one chance, Dakota. If you aren’t ready for this, then you need to tell me now. Because once I’ve been inside you, you’re mine. I won’t let you go, and I don’t fucking share. So be really sure this is what you want.”

“I’m sure, Ames.”

“Thank fuck,” I grunted as I surged to my feet and hurried toward the stairs. Holding her close, I took them two at a time, reaching the master suite in seconds. I set her on her feet and walked her backward, stripping her along the way.

When we reached the bed, she only wore a lacy white bra and matching panties. Her tits practically spilled out of the cups, and I licked my lips when I saw the soaked fabric between her thighs. “Damn, you’re gorgeous.”

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she breathed. “At least…I’m assuming since you’re still wearing far too much clothing.”

I chuckled and took a step back, whipping my shirt off and unbuttoning my jeans. When I stopped there, she raised an eyebrow, and I shook my head. “If I don’t have something between us for now, this will be over before we’ve even started.”

Closing the gap between us, I cupped Dakota’s generous tits, lifting them up so I could bend down and feather kisses over her cleavage. Then I slid them around and unhooked her bra. As it fell to the ground, I retreated to look my fill. When my eyes returned to her face, she was staring at my pants and looked nervous. Glancing down, I realized that the zipper had inched down, and the swollen purple tip of my cock poked out at the top.

“Um…that’s…I’m not exactly small, but you’re really big, Ames. I’m not sure if you’ll even fit inside me.”

“Relax, baby,” I crooned as I scooped her into my arms and laid her on the bed. “It might take a little time, but I promise, we’ll fit together perfectly.”

Dakota glanced away, and when her eyes returned to my face, her cheeks were stained pink. “It’s not just that…um…I haven’t had anything…anyone…” She covered her face with her hands and chuckled. “Sorry, I don’t know why I feel so stupid telling you this. It’s just, you’re probably used to women with experience and—”

“Dakota, stop,” I commanded as I climbed onto the bed and hovered over her on my hands and knees. She slowly lowered her hands, and I waited until they rested at her sides, and I had her undivided attention. “First, I haven’t been with anyone in…damn, I can’t even remember.”

Her eyebrows went up to her hairline, but she could see I was telling the truth, and the corners of her mouth lifted.

“Second, are you trying to tell me that you’re a virgin, baby?”

“Yes,” she mumbled.

My cock spasmed and leaked, no doubt making a mess of my jeans. “Fucking hell, Dakota. Do you have any idea how fucking happy it makes me to know that I’m your first? That you belong to me and only me? It also makes me hot as hell, and I’m hanging onto my control by a thread.”

“I can’t decide if I want to test that or not…”

“Not,” I replied firmly. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”

Her cheeks tinged with pink, and she smiled sweetly. “But…you’re okay with…that I’m not…”

I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, then opened them to meet her hot gaze. “I’m more than okay with it, Dakota. I would want you no matter what but knowing you’re mine and only mine…fuck. It’s like every damn Christmas present I’ve ever had all rolled into one.”



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