My Best Friend’s Silver Fox Daddy Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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Mr. Hooper leaves a trail of kisses down my neck, his hands cupping and kneading my breasts. I feel myself growing impossibly wet. He kisses me again as he slides his hand down my belly and slips it between my thighs. I moan softly, my entire body growing taut as he deftly strums my clit with his fingertip. A moment later, he plunges two fingers deep into me, and I cry out his name. He kisses my mouth as he fingers me with a slow and deliberate rhythm.

He pulls his fingers out of me and slips them into his mouth. Watching him taste my juices off his fingers makes my legs weak. My heart jumps into my throat, and I’m more turned on than I think I’ve ever been in my life. He smiles as he reaches forward and turns the shower off. Before I can say anything, he scoops me up and carries me into the bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed, and I spread my legs as he climbs on top of me. Mr. Hooper kisses me as he slides his cock into me, drawing a low, breathy gasp from my mouth. We kiss again as he starts to move within me, his long, thick shaft sliding against my slippery inner walls. My body is alight with sensation, and I’m covered in goosebumps. A maelstrom churns in my belly, and I stare into his hazel eyes, seeing the powerful emotions coursing through me reflected in his eyes.

Our eyes lock, and our bodies move in a slow, sensual rhythm that has me shaking from head to toe. This isn’t like before. We’re not just fucking. We’re not even just having sex. There’s an intensity burning between us that feels different. It feels more emotional. Like the bond and connection we’ve formed these past weeks are deepening. Growing stronger. And as I stare into his eyes, I can see Mr. Hooper feels the same thing.

He kisses me again, his strokes slow and strong inside of me. With each thrust of his cock into me, my body tingles. My skin feels warm to the touch, and my head spins. Gripping his arms, I hold onto him as he drives himself into me. I lock my ankles behind his back, pulling him closer to me, taking him deeper into me, desperate to consume this man—and be consumed by him. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a man and so much more.

“You feel so good inside of me,” I gasp.

“You feel amazing,” he responds softly.

I yelp and giggle when he flips me over without warning, so I’m seated on top of him. I lean forward, planting my hands on his chest to brace myself and begin rolling my hips, sliding up and down on his thick, hard cock. My eyes are still locked onto his, the intensity of his gaze never wavering as I ride him. Mr. Hooper’s hands slide up and down my body. He squeezes my breasts and my ass, and grabs my hips as he thrusts himself upward to match my downward thrusts. We move together, our bodies in perfect rhythm, and electricity crackles across my skin.

“You feel like you were made for me,” he says.

“We were made for each other.”

I sink down onto him, sliding his cock as deep within me as I can take him. My body explodes in sensation, and I quiver, a long, loud cry bursting from my mouth. I tighten around him and feel weightless as my orgasm crashes down over me. He grabs my hips and pulls me down harder, thrusting himself even deeper. His cock swells, and his body tenses. A moment later, his moans of pleasure mingle with mine as we come together.

I fall forward, my hair cascading down over him as I writhe on top of him, savoring every moment of our shared orgasm. His cock pulses inside of me, filling me with his warm cream. As my pussy quivers around his shaft, squeezing every last drop of his spunk out of him, I stare into his hazel eyes. Our breath is ragged, and my heart is thundering in my chest, beating so loud in my ears, I’m sure he can hear it.

As he softens inside of me, a smile crosses his lips. I lie down on top of him, nuzzling my face into his neck, and he strokes my back. He places a gentle kiss on top of my head and wraps me in his arms, pulling me hard against him. Raising my head, I look into his eyes again and see the torrent of emotions coursing through me reflected back at me.

“I love you, Marcus,” I say.

His laugh is a deep rumble in his chest. “There it is,” he says, obviously pleased with the sound of his name falling from my lips. “And I love you, too, Morgan. With everything in me.”



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