Intense – Dark Hearts Read Online C.M. Steele

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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
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I rush up the stairs and nearly collide with Amelia. Gripping her arms, I stop from barreling into her. “I’m sorry.”

God, she looks stunning. Her short red dress is a walking temptation for any hotblooded man, especially me. “What did I tell you about saying sorry to me?” she asks after pulling back and standing straight.

I smile at her softly and confess, “Save them up, but I’m working on not trying to give a reason to need to say it, especially when it comes to you.”

“Really? So you’re going to be a nice big stepbrother?” She quirks her brow upward with an adorable smirk on her lips that I’d love to kiss away.

“Are you going to be a good little stepsister?” I growl out. The animal in me is suddenly ready to pounce.

“I could try.” She blushes, swiping her tongue across her lips. Fuck, I’m dying to feel them under mine.

“You look gorgeous, by the way.”

“Thank you.” We’re inches from each other and I close the distance, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

“Amelia, Jake’s calling.” I let out a growl and drop my hand.

“Don’t be jealous. He’s got nothing on you.”

“If he has you, then he has everything,” I confess before walking past her without another word and straight into my bedroom, closing the door before I make a bigger fool of myself. I just promised to behave, and I nearly did the exact opposite. She’s my everything and I pushed her away like a dick, but there’s not much I can do if she’s still seeing someone else.

I shower quickly, avoiding my ever-hard cock. I step out of the bathroom in just my towel to see Amelia sitting on my bed. “Are you trying to make me apologize again?” I let out. She’s on my bed waiting for me, knowing damn well I’ve been in the shower.

“Maybe I should apologize. I’m not dating Jake. He’s been trying to get my attention since we fought over your little show of dominance.”

“What do you mean?”

“Here.” She hands me her phone. “These are the texts from that day.” I read each one. I go from proud to angry and back at the same time. She gave him the boot that day. I exit her messages and see her home screen. There’s a bare-chested man in a towel with hair leading down to his junk that’s only covered by that piece of white cotton. “Who the hell is this?”

“If you don’t know who it is, then you don’t look in the mirror much.” She tugs on my towel. “I’ve been thinking about this for a week now,” she hums, lips inches from my cock that’s throbbing, craving her touch. I’m seconds from coming.

“Our parents could come in,” I groan, not really wanting to stop.

“I locked the door. I don’t know what I’m doing, but you can tell me how you like it.” Her confession makes the temptation unbearable.

“Princess, if you stick that dick between your lips, it’s yours. There’s no going back.” I stare into her gorgeous eyes until she drops her gaze back to my cock.

She grabs the shaft and swipes her tongue along the tip. “That’s it, seal your fate.” She slides my cock in as far as she can take it. It looks obscene the way it’s stretching out her mouth. “Fuck, Princess. I'm gonna come fast. Are you gonna swallow me up?"

She pulls off and says, "Whatever you want, Roman."

"That’s what I want to hear, but we don’t have time for all that I want to do to you. I want to come deep in your pussy, but your throat will work for now." She slurps my cock back into her tiny mouth, and I lose control. I grip her perfect ponytail, wrapping it in my fist, and start pumping my hips. "I'm gonna come and you're gonna swallow like a good girl so we don't ruin your pretty dress."

"Yes, Roman," She moans around my cock and I flood the back of her throat, shooting my fresh load. She swallows and then pulls off with just a little dribble on her lips.

“Fuck, baby. You did so damn good.” I pick her up, and giving no fucks, I slam my mouth to hers. “Tonight,” I growl, pulling away.

“I’ll be downstairs.”

“Thank you, Amelia. For a second chance.” I pull her back into my arms before she can regret what she did. “What kind of gentleman am I if I leave you hanging?”

“I didn’t know you were a gentleman.”

“I’m not. I’m an animal, but for you I’ll be whatever you want. Tell me…is your pussy wet for me?”

“Amelia, Roman. We’re waiting.”

“Son of a bitch.”

“Later,” she whispers, pushing away.

“Wait,” I call out and cross the distance. Cupping her face with one hand, I taste her lips while my fingers go down to her pussy and give it a good squeeze. When I pull my mouth away, I utter, “Fucking soaked. Can’t wait to have you on my tongue.” I kiss her once more and then let her go. “Go ahead. I’ll finish getting ready.” I pat her ass, and she scurries from the room.



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