Soaring with Fallon Read online Kristen Proby (Big Sky #4)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Big Sky Series by Kristen Proby
Series: Kristen Proby Crossover Collection
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
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His brown eyes whip up to mine.

“Do you always go commando?”

“Usually,” I say as if it’s no big deal. He swallows hard.

“Jesus, I’ll never be able to keep myself from stripping you naked,” he mutters, his eyes roaming over the bottom half of my body. “No bra, no panties.”

“My breasts aren’t impressive enough to warrant a bra.”

“Your breasts are fucking impressive,” he growls, pulling my tank over my head and tossing it in the same direction of my shorts, then latching on to a nipple and sucking hard.

My hips come up off the bed, but he spreads my legs and drags his fingertips up and down my inner thighs.

My God, the way he touches me sends me into crazytown.

“They’re so damn responsive,” he murmurs, plucking a nipple with his lips and then moving on to the other one. His fingers dance over the lips of my labia, and my hips rotate. “Your body is amazing.”

I smile and bury my fingers in his soft, dark hair. I want him now, but I also want to take our time, enjoying every touch, kiss, and amazing sensation.

Noah kisses his way down my belly and spreads my legs wider, seemingly enjoying the view.

“So pink,” he says with a grin before lapping his tongue through my folds, his eyes boldly on mine. “And delicious.”

My God, he’s going to kill me.

I fist the bedsheets and arch my back, and then he’s suddenly gone, riffling through his bedside drawer and coming back with a sealed box of condoms.

“I was optimistic,” he says with a grin, opening the box and ripping a condom free from the others. He tears it open with his teeth.

“I don’t get to repay the favor?” I ask before he rolls it over his cock. He stops short.

“Sweetheart, if you do that now, I’ll embarrass myself.” His smile is rueful as he finishes rolling on the condom, and then he covers me once more, kissing me deeply. “I want to take this slow.”

“If you go any slower, you’ll kill me.”

He smiles against my lips as his cock rests over my pussy.

“Slow next time?” he asks.

“Deal.”

And with that, he rears back and eases his way inside me slowly, taking care not to hurt me. He’s big, but I’m turned on and ready for him.

“So slick,” he mutters, gritting his teeth. “And damn snug.”

I raise my knees, urging him to go deeper, and he kisses my calves, then rests them on his shoulders and moves into a rhythm, in and out at a steady pace, not too fast but urging us to both chase our orgasms.

I don’t have any choice. The orgasm moves through me, from my spine and up to my neck, almost choking me with sensation and emotion that I don’t think I’ve ever felt in my life.

“Christ, I’m coming,” he mutters and groans with his own release. He pants and watches me closely. “Are you okay?”

“Aside from my body humming from head to toe and the fact that I can’t feel my face, I’m doing great.”

He smiles and kisses my lips, then eases off me and pads into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He returns with a warm, wet towel.

He cleans us up, then joins me under the covers, pulling me to him.

“I didn’t take you for a snuggler,” I admit, enjoying the way his chest feels under my cheek.

“Never have been,” he says and kisses the top of my head. “But I like the way you feel. Sleep here tonight.”

I frown into the darkness but don’t move away.

Am I ready for a sleepover?

I yawn and tangle my leg with his, content to stay here through the night. Noah’s breathing becomes slow and steady with sleep, and he lulls me there right behind him.

* * * *

My phone is ringing.

I frown, open one eye, and survey the area. I’m in Noah’s room, under crisp, white sheets. Sunlight streams through the window, telling me it’s later than usual for me.

I turn to Noah’s side of the bed, but he’s gone.

“Hello?” I say into the phone.

“Good morning,” Claire says cheerfully. “Are you at work?”

“No.” I frown and check the time. Seven-thirty. I really overslept. “I don’t have class until noon today.”

“Cool,” she replies and crunches on something in my ear. “So, how are things?”

“Fine.” I smile at Noah as he walks into the room, wearing navy blue lounge pants and nothing else, carrying a mug of coffee and a cup of tea. He sets them both on the side table, pulls off his pants, and slips under the covers with me.

“You’re not talkative this morning,” Claire says as Noah buries his face against my throat, tickling me.

“I just woke up,” I reply and bite my lip, trying not to giggle.

“Why do you sound weird?”

“I don’t.” I frown at Noah and shake my head, but he just grins and kisses my nipple. “What’s going on with you?”



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