My Sadistic Billionaire Wicked First Love Read Online Marian Tee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, College, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 79061 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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His eyes bored through hers, but his voice was mockingly polite as he said, “I’ll leave the choice to you. My bed or yours?”

Ooooooh. His bed or hers. Because he was going to fuck her. She couldn’t stop pressing her thighs together as wetness once again started to gush out of her, and when his eyes narrowed, she couldn’t help whimpering, knowing that Angelo was aware of what was happening to her.

“Have you made a choice?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered. “And it’s neither.”

He stilled. “Why? Because you’ve changed your mind?” Angelo had to force the words out.

She shook her head.

Then why the hell wouldn’t she come?

Lane continued gazing at him.

It took him another moment to realize what was happening.

Payback.

His lips curved, and she bit her lip hard as if she was trying not to smile back at him. “My little masochist has claws, it seems.” This time, her smile won out, and he knew he was right. The knowledge should have angered him, but it only made him want her more.

Again, he offered her his hand. “Come to me now.”

But she only shook her head again, saying haltingly, “I told you. I don’t want either.”

He raised a brow.

Lane said tremulously, “Because I don’t think I’ll last that long. I want you to take me here—-”

She didn’t finish speaking.

She couldn’t

It had only taken him a second to close the distance between them, another second to lift her up in his arms, and another second for his mouth to conquer hers.

Aaaaaaah.

“You keep surprising me,” he muttered hoarsely against her lips just before his tongue pushed hard and deep inside her mouth, and all she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and hold on to him for dear life. She kissed him back, her hunger matching his even as she felt dizzy and overwhelmed by the strength of his passion.

“So damn unpredictable, I can’t read you at all.”

She felt him move, but his kiss kept her occupied and only when she felt her back hit the wall did she realize what his intentions were. Her legs locked around him just as his mouth ran down her neck, sucking at the soft skin.

She moaned and arched against him, and his arms tightened around her as he said roughly, “I wanted your first time to be sweet for you.” But in savage contrast to his words, he tore her dress away from her body the next moment.

And she could only moan, realizing that this was exactly how she wanted it.

It might hurt terribly, but she didn’t give a damn.

This.

Hot. Rough. Wild. Uncontrollable. Mindless.

Angelo like no one else would ever see—-

Angelo undone by his need to fuck her—-

This was how it was meant to be between them, now and always.

“I prepared a bed of roses for you, strawberries and champagne, but no.”

His mouth moved down her chest, and his teeth closed over one lace-covered nipple.

“You chose this over all of it.”

He bit hard.

She screamed.

His teeth didn’t let go, biting so hard she could feel his mark all the way to her soul.

Angelo’s head lifted. “And you know what, tesoro?”

Eyes clouded with desire stared back at him.

“I realize it’s how I like it, too.”

His head moved back down, and his teeth clamped over her other nipple. He bit her so hard she couldn’t stop herself from digging her nails into his shoulders. “Angelo!”

But he didn’t let go, and oh, the how the pain lashed at her, excruciating and arousing, that she couldn’t help crying even as wetness flooded her already soaking panties.

He tore her bra away, and she screamed. He squeezed her breasts hard, and he grated out, “No fucking sweet first time for you.”

Aaaaaah.

Her body jerked against him at his promise, pushing her nipple towards his lips, and he didn’t hesitate to take it in, sucking her nipple deep into her mouth.

“Angelo,” she moaned.

He sucked on her other nipple, a punishingly rough kiss that made her legs tighten around his waist. More, more, more.

She wanted more of this sweet, lovely mind-numbing pain—-

And as if he could hear her, he released her breasts and let her slide to her feet while he knelt down in front of her.

He tore her wet panties away and she moaned.

He pushed her thighs apart, and he tongued her without warning.

She screamed, the feel of his tongue delving into her moist depths making her entire body shudder. Her knees gave out, and she could only clutch his head as he fucked her with his tongue. “Angelo, p-please.” Her fingers tightened desperately on his hair, but he didn’t let up, didn’t let her catch her breath, didn’t let her do anything but scream at the relentless pleasure of his tongue.

“Angelo!” She could feel something build inside her, like waves rising and threatening to overflow and sweep everything away.

But instead of slowing down, her cry of agony seemed to spur him, and she felt Angelo take hold of her folds.



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