Princess of Hawthorne Prep Read Online Jennifer Sucevic

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
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Fear spikes through me at the thought of that happening. It would only add more fuel to the gossip mill that’s already churning. There’s no way I could show my face around here again.

My fingers tremble as I reach out and flick open the button of his pressed khakis before lowering the fly. The slow grind of metal teeth fills the silence of the room. I release a steady breath and grip the elastic band of his boxer briefs before pulling the material down until his erection can spring free.

My gaze fastens on it with reluctant curiosity.

Already, he’s thick and swollen. The vein that runs from the root to the bulbous head swells with blood flow.

When a deep chuckle rumbles up from his chest, my attention jerks to his face, only to find a smirk tipping the corners of his lips.

“I’ve caught sight of Jasper in the locker room. He’s nowhere near this size. I bet you couldn’t even feel him at the back of your throat. Don’t worry, sweet girl. That’s not going to be a problem for me. You’ll feel every thrust when I fuck your face.”

My mouth dries at the thought.

His words should disgust me.

What does it mean that they don’t?

I’m much too afraid to dig deeper for an answer.

He wraps one hand around his boner before bringing the tip to the seam of my lips.

When I open without further prodding, another laugh slides from him and fills the space between us. It’s a deep and low sound that claws at the bottom of my belly and ignites arousal in my core.

His forcefulness shouldn’t turn me on.

But there’s no denying the truth.

Maybe I can hide it from him but not myself.

“Eager for my dick, are we?”

His other hand drifts across my cheek before the fingers tunnel through my hair, wrapping around the side of my skull before tightening so that I’m held firmly in place. There’s no way for me to move a muscle unless he grants permission.

Instead of pressing the thick length between my lips, he lazily circles the tip around them. A trail of moisture is left behind in his wake. His eyelids lower to half-mast as his stare intensifies. I couldn’t rip my attention away from the hunger in his eyes even if I tried. There’s something so compelling about the expression on his face.

It’s a potent concoction of need and anger. It’s difficult to tell where one emotion ends and the other begins. They’re thickly entwined. No matter how much Austin hates me, he still wants me.

His touch is surprisingly gentle as he glides the head over my parted lips before trailing it over one cheek and then the other. When he drags the soft tip along my temple, I squeeze my eyes tightly closed as it drifts across my lids.

First one.

And then the other.

He strokes my cheek again before arriving at my mouth.

“Open your eyes. I want them locked on me the entire time. Do you understand?”

His command has them flying open and colliding with his.

“Good girl.”

As much as I try to stymie the reluctant pleasure that floods through me, it’s an impossible task. My thoughts are a tangled, thorny mess. I don’t understand how I can want this when what he’s forcing me to do should be humiliating.

I’m not on my knees because I want to be.

I’m here because Austin shoved me to them.

There’s a difference.

And yet, it doesn’t matter.

“Kiss the tip, sweet girl. Show me who owns you.”

There’s not the slightest hesitation on my part as my lips pucker before making contact with the velvety skin of his crown. Without thinking, my tongue darts out to lick the drop of moisture that beads the slit. A slight saltiness hits my taste buds as my tongue slips out for a second time.

Before I can make contact, his fingers tighten in my hair, dragging me back and tilting my head upward to meet his hard stare.

“Did I give you permission to lick me?” he growls.

The question vibrates throughout my body before settling deep in my core.

“No,” I whisper, gaze obediently locked on his.

In that moment, as I tilt my head and gaze up at him from my knees, the world shrinks down until it only encompasses the two of us.

There is just him.

And me.

He’s all I’m cognizant of.

The words that fall from his lips.

The way his gaze singes mine.

The feel of his firm grip stinging my scalp and holding me firmly in place.

“That’s right,” he agrees smoothly. “I didn’t.” Pleasure ignites in his eyes as he smirks. “So fucking greedy even when I’m forcing you to suck my dick. You can’t help yourself.”

There’s little point denying the accusation.

He won’t believe me.

I won’t believe me.

When I remain quiet, thunderclouds erupt across his expression as he jerks me forward, feeding me the thick length until it does exactly as he promised and nudges the back of my throat. My eyes widen as I adjust to his girthy size. Only half his cock fills my mouth. I can’t imagine what it’ll feel like to take the entire thing.



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