SNAPPED Read Online Harper James (Slate Brothers #1)

Categories Genre: College, Erotic, New Adult, Romance, Sports, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: The Slate Brothers Series by Harper James
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52713 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
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But I’m still terrified of it, especially when he turns slowly to me and walks forward in the dim light. He looks sly, and sure, and towers over me as he grows closer and closer. He stops a few feet from me, and lets his eyes run up and down my body without trying to hide what he’s doing.

“So petite,” he says, shaking his head. “I’ve never had someone so small, Ashlynn.”

I lick my lips, because there’s no way to deny it now— he’s going to have me. He’s going to take me. My panties are wet, and I bite at my lip again, still shaky and unsure.

“You always freeze up around me,” he says, voice low. “Every time, you’ve gone all still like this. Until I started rubbing your pussy, at least.” He takes another step forward, only a foot away from me now, and runs his fingers along my jaw line, down my shoulder, down my side and around my back, where he cups my ass cheek lightly, then squeezes gently, like he knows to be careful with me. He makes a satisfied noise in his throat, then takes my purse from my hands and tosses it to a nearby chair. Unsure what to do with my hands, I wring them together. He smiles at this.

“You’re going to take my clothes off,” Sebastian says, meeting my eyes so he can be certain I understand.

I nod.

“Good. Start with my shirt, Ashlynn.”

He’s wearing a button down, and I have to reach up high to get to the top buttons. My fingertips are clumsy as I unhook it, then the next, moving down his chest. He doesn’t help in the slightest, but rather watches me, like the way I do this is mesmerizing. I have to move around him to tug the sleeves down his arms, then drop it onto the floor. When I’m back at his front again, I inhale at how good he looks, his ripped chest showing through the pale white undershirt he’s wearing.

“Now this,” he says, motioning to the undershirt.

My eyes widen— how the hell am I supposed to get this up and over his head. He smirks— clearly, this is part of the game for him. His cockiness sparks my own delight, and I take a shaky breath, then grab hold of his desk chair. I slide it over to him, then reach down and grab the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head. It comes off with a sweep of his scent, and it’s all I can do not to bury my face on the newly exposed, warm skin of his torso. I lick my lips as I look down at his chest— we’re more or less face to face, now— and the perfectly defined muscles there. My eyes then fall on another sight, one that makes me moan before I can stop myself— his cock. It’s still hidden from me, of course, but I can see it pressing at the front of his pants, eager to escape. I can also see how enormous it has to be, and it reignites my worry.

“Shhh,” Sebastian hums soothingly. “I told you I’d be careful with you. Now, pants, Ashlynn.”

I nod, swallow, and get down from the chair; Sebastian kicks his shoes off as I do this. I grasp the top of his pants and unbutton them, then meet his eyes before sliding them down his legs. His cock presses farther forward now, less restrained by his boxers. Sebastian growls in a throaty, hungry way, and when I rise he takes my hands in his. He guides them toward his groin, then forces my fingers onto his cock through the material of his boxers.

I cry out in surprise at his size, at his girth— and Sebastian groans at my touch. I hold him as best I can, though both hands fisted don’t even cover his entire length. I can feel his cock pulsing beneath my fingers when Sebastian grits his teeth, like he’s having to fight more primal urges. He reaches down and brushes the fabric of his boxers aside, revealing the glistening head of his enormous cock. I struggle to breathe.

“You’re alright,” he murmurs to me. “Go on, Ashlynn. Put me in your mouth.”

I swallow nervously, then lower myself to my knees. He’s so tall that I can’t reach him, but Sebastian is already thinking of this; he backs up a bit and sits down on the edge of his bed, which puts his cock right at my level. I push away his boxers to reveal more of him, then grasp his cock in my hands again, this time skin-to-skin. I press my lips together, then part them and slip his cock past them, onto my tongue.

Sebastian groans again, and grabs the back of my head— though he doesn’t push me down or force more of himself into my throat. No, he simply grasps my hair, strong and sure, as I taste him. I run my tongue across the head of his cock, salty and masculine and wonderful, the heat from his body warming me as I begin to carefully draw my head up and down. It feels like I’m doing so little— I can hardly fit a third of him into my mouth— but I feel him harden even more, and soon, Sebastian leans back a little, watching as I bob up and down on him, as I let his cock rub against the top of my mouth, pausing now and again to swirl my tongue over him.



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