Rise (Rock God #1) Read Online Cassandra Robbins

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Rock God Series by Cassandra Robbins
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110116 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
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“Jesus, tight.” His eyes look into mine, and for a split second I think he might realize who I am. Instead, he captures my lips and slides his fingers in and out, finger fucking me hard and fast.

“Oh my God,” I gasp as he roughly rubs my clit. Nothing about him is gentle. He’s powerful and primal. I groan into his mouth as my tongue twists with his.

“Fuck, this is the tightest cunt,” he says huskily, and my head falls back against the cool mirror.

I cling to his shoulders. Climbing as if I’m possessed, I rub my pussy on his hand.

“That’s it, beautiful, fuck my hand. Fuck it hard.” His nasty voice makes my core pulse.

“I’m going to come,” I say hoarsely, not even recognizing myself when I lift my head and dig my nails into the back of his neck.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Squeeze my fingers.”

“Rhys…” Vaguely I’m aware that I’m chanting his name as I orgasm. Wave after wave of life-altering pleasure spirals through my body.

“Fuck. I want this tight cunt,” he murmurs in my ear and I shiver. I’m gone, beyond caring about anything but him. His fingers slowly slide out of me, and I move to drop my leg.

“Tell me, beautiful, you think this tight pussy can handle my cock?” His fingers rub my swollen clit, hard and fast.

Jesus, he’s full-on nasty, dirty, and fucking amazing. I can’t answer, or maybe I do. I’m not making sense because I’m getting ready to come again.

“That’s it, just like that. Give it to me, beautiful.” His eyes penetrate me, and it takes my breath away.

I’m spinning, seeing stars as I cling to him and convulse, pulsing on those magical fingers. I’d almost be embarrassed that he’s seeing me come apart, but I’m floating, holding on to him while the world comes back into focus.

“Mr. Granger, is everything all right?” a male voice comes from outside the elevator door.

“Oh God, Rhys,” I whisper into his mouth. My eyes dart to his. Slowly, he smiles and again, I’m struck by how beautiful he is. He makes my heart hurt; he’s been my everything for as long as I can remember. But the real man who stands here with me… this is a feeling I’ve never had. It’s raw, brutal. Suddenly, I feel a bit desperate. I might not be okay if this doesn’t work with him. He’s that addicting. I might be ruined.

He cocks his head, his eyes caressing my face, then turns and presses on the intercom. “Yes, fine,” he assures whoever and returns his attention to me. “Let’s go.”

Thankfully, he holds my hand tight, since my legs feel shaky as we walk to the end of the elegant gold and silver carpet. Of course, he has the penthouse. The key card lights up the entry slot, and he pulls me into a room that is four times the size of my Venice bungalow. The blinking lights of Puget Sound tease through the airy glass windows.

“This is gorgeous,” I murmur, taking in the suite. The darkness and slightly wet windows make it almost romantic. I rub my hands up and down my dress, all of a sudden nervous.

“It’s a room. Most of the time, I can’t keep track of where I am.” His breath tickles my ear, but his tone is different.

I turn to look at his face. Half is shadowed, but he’s different. Everything about him seems to have changed. I’m at a slight disadvantage since the man standing behind me is dangerous in a detached, almost bored way.

The Rhys Granger I knew would have been thrilled to be in this type of hotel. Beyond grateful for anyone to even listen to the mad ramblings he had in his head and put into song.

“What are you looking for, beautiful? I can assure you I’m not half as interesting as you seem to think I am.”

“Wow.” I clear my throat, while trying to make my legs move. But the orgasms and champagne were making me almost sluggish.

He easily snakes a tattooed arm around my stomach and jerks me back into his chest. “Speak, and don’t worry—nothing you can say will make me not want to fuck you.” His breath tickles my ear and I gasp as he bites the tip and sucks on it.

I need to be outraged. I need to speak and tell him the truth. But all I can do is groan and think that I’m glad I forgot to wear earrings tonight while his tongue fucks my ear.

What the hell is wrong with me?

“Oh God,” I hiss as his rough skin slides up my body to my breasts. He’s so forceful, so confident… it makes me feel secure.

“This needs to come off,” he grunts as he rubs his hard erection on my ass, and all thoughts of telling him anything are gone. It’s only me, his magical hands unsnapping the clasp at my neck, and his hard dick.



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