Play Along Read Online T.L. Swan

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 125140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
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“I’m going to blow so hard,” he whispers. He pushes three fingers into me and I lose control and lie back across him.

I need him to fuck me. I need him to fuck me now. A rush of arousal floods me and he hisses in appreciation.

His thick fingers slide in and then slowly out again.

“Here we are,” the driver says flatly.

Oh shit. I jump off Stace’s lap and shake my head. What the bloody hell are we doing? I widen my eyes at Stace and he smirks as he puts his three fingers in his mouth and sucks them. I freeze as I watch him and my insides begin to liquefy.

This man is so fucking hot, he fries my brain.

As if reading my mind, Stace smiles sexily and takes my purse to pay the driver. I don’t have one coherent thought in my head right now. He drags our puppy and me from the cab and it drives off. He looks up at the house in front of us. It’s a two-story terrace kind of house, white with blue doors and trim. The windows have the same blue shutters around them. The ivy is overgrown and all over the wall, and we have a fountain is in the front garden

“This is it.” I smile nervously.

He smiles as his eyes roam over the house. “Looks nice.”

I shrug, smile, and struggle to pull our little friend on his leash. “He hates this leash.”

Stace follows me as he continues to stare at our surroundings.

What must it be like to be locked away for two years? I can’t imagine what is going through his head right now.

I open the blue, arch-shaped door and we walk inside. The flooring is tiled in all different shades of green in big diamond shapes, and the walls are a warm terracotta colour. It is the epitome of South America and exactly why I wanted this house when I first looked at it.

It’s warm, earthy, and inviting.

“This is the lounge room.” I gesture to the lounge room and we walk through the hallway. “This is the kitchen.”

He looks around the timber kitchen and smiles. “Where is the laundry?” he asks.

“Oh, through here.” I walk through the hallway and show him the laundry and he looks around. His dark eyes come back to my face.

“Where is our bedroom?”

Nerves flutter through me. It’s been a long time. “Upstairs,” I whisper.

He takes me by my hand, leads me back to the staircase, and we continue upstairs.

“Last door on the right,” I murmur.

He puts the puppy down and walks me up the hall to our bedroom. His eyes scan the space.

There’s a large bed with white linen and timber furnishings. It’s simple.

I stand nervously and he turns to face me. “It’s nice.” His lips meet mine and he kisses me softly.

I smile. I can’t believe he is actually here with me… in our home. I’ve waited so long for him to come home.

“I have something for you.” He wrestles around in his pocket and pulls out something wrapped in tissue paper.

I frown as he unwraps it and then he drops to his knee and holds up a ring.

I stare at him, overwhelmed with emotion.

“Marry me.”

I’m speechless. I have no words.

“I want you to marry me.”

“I know.” I smile as I bend and kiss him. “I want you to marry me back,” I whisper through my tears, onto his lips.

“Is that a yes?”

I nod. “That’s a hell fucking yeah.” I laugh. He stands and lifts me, and then throws me onto the bed. I bounce hard.

He stands, and as his dark eyes hold mine, he takes his shirt off and then slowly slides his jeans down.

My breath catches. He was muscular before, but now… there are no words to describe his physique. Tall and broad with a chiselled, cut stomach, and a distinct V of muscles that go down to his groin.

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

His huge cock hangs heavily between his legs and my sex clenches in appreciation.

Good God. Bad Boy Heaven in all its glory… and he loves me.

He sits me up, takes my dress over my head, and then lies me back and slides my panties down my legs.

I can hardly breathe as I lie naked before him. His eyes roam all over my flesh as if memorising every inch of my skin. “Open your legs,” he whispers.

I open my legs slightly and he pushes them back to the mattress and stares at me for a moment as I see a myriad of emotions cross his face.

“What’s wrong?” I whisper.

“Nothing.”

I frown.

“You don’t know how long I have thought of this moment.”

“What have you thought about?” I ask as I bring my hand up to cup his face.

“To have you wearing my ring. To have you naked in my bed. To have you love me.”



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