Protecting Destiny Read Online Jenna Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
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“You’re a virgin?” It’s less of a question than it is a statement. I nod, my face flushed with embarrassment. His smile broadens. “Ah, that explains it.”

I look back at him, confused. “Explains what?”

“Why you’re so combative,” he replies.

That confusion within me instantly couples with indignation, and I’m all ready to tear his head off when I see a smirk come over his lips. He’s toying with me.

“Oh, I se.” I nod. “So all I need to settle me down is some good dick? Is that what you’re saying?”

Before I can even react, I’m in his arms, lying beneath him on the couch. And just like in my dream, his lips are a hair’s breadth away from mine. He smells incredible. His male musk has my hormones in a state of madness as he presses his body against mine. And I can feel it too—the bulge between my thighs, rock hard like a source of power for his entire being.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying, gorgeous.” He smiles, slipping a hand up my shirt and cupping my breast. His thumb and forefinger close around my nipple, pinching it just slightly, causing me to gasp with surprise and arousal as a spike of pleasure shoots through my body and my back arches off the couch. “And I’m just the man to give it to you.”

5

Ethan

I can’t believe how overcome by this girl I am. Never in my life has an attraction swept over me so quickly. Love at first sight was never something I believed in—not after I had my heart broken when Kristen McKenzie cheated on me back when I was seventeen—but damn if everything that’s been going on tonight with Whitney hasn’t completely flipped my beliefs on their head.

I am entranced by this girl. Not only was I smitten by her looks the moment I saw her, but I also cannot stand the idea that she could go through the rest of her life thinking I’m the terrible man she thought I was when she showed up to my event this evening.

And that’s why I’ve made it my mission to make sure she knows the real me. To make her mine and to never let her go. Because no other man deserves this girl. She is too remarkable for anyone else to have.

Her breast feels like it was sculpted by God as I cup it in my hand. I’ve never felt such perfection before in my life. And that’s not just her youth either; she’s been absolutely blessed.

“Let me see those tits,” I whisper.”

I lift the T-shirt I loaned her to sleep in to reveal the most perfect set of tits on Earth. My cock pulses as it fills with blood. I’m so goddamn hard for her.

She’s trembling slightly from the anticipation. She’s never done this before, and that just turns me on even more. I’ll be the first and last man to ever touch her, and there isn’t a single place on her body that I don’t want to touch. That I wouldn’t run my tongue over.

“Don’t be nervous,” I whisper as I lean in close. “There’s nothing to worry about.”

Before she can respond, I kiss her. Her lips are soft and sweet, and her mouth is hot and luscious, filling my mind with thoughts of what her pussy must be like. Is she as wet as I am hard?

We touch tongues, and I can feel the hesitance in her as she lets me take control. But I’m okay with that. In fact, I like it.

I slide a hand up the inside of her thighs and apply pressure with two fingers. Whitney gasps, and her hips push back and swivel in a circle as her eyes fix on mine.

“Oh my…”

“You like that, don’t you?” I ask. But with her jaw hanging open, all she can do is nod.

Her nipples are hard and a perfect, soft pink, just begging for my mouth. She gives me fuck-me eyes, and I go into overdrive.

I rip off my shirt and toss it aside, then grab the hem of her shorts and tug. Whitney lets out a gasp and realizes that she can help me by lifting her butt off the couch, which she does, and with one final pull, the shorts and her panties come off, leaving her completely naked beneath me, giving me a perfect view of her bare teenage pussy as I grab her by the thighs and spread her legs apart.

“Fuck, baby,” I growl. “So a virgin who shaves her pussy?”

“Waxes,” she corrects me with a devilish grin.

“Oh, excuse me,” I reply, leaning in for a closer view. And she’s right; there’s not an ounce of hair or stubble anywhere. Just smooth, soft skin and the sexiest little slit I’ve ever seen in my life. “And why would a virgin wax her little virgin pussy?”



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