Someone to Love (The Seaside Chronicles #4) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Seaside Chronicles Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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Her eyes widened as she swallowed hard.

“I’d discover the things you like and the things you don’t like. And then I’d pleasure you until you begged me to stop.”

My cock was rock hard in my pants, and I knew I needed to stop talking before we both went too far and did something we’d regret later.

Apparently, Harlee wasn’t ready to stop. “And then what would you do, after you made me come?”

I closed my eyes and whispered, “Harlee.”

“What would you do, Brax?” Her voice sounded low and sexy. She wasn’t daring me anymore; she truly wanted to know.

My eyes snapped open, and the way she was looking at me made me speak the truth. “After I made you come with my mouth, I’d turn you over and fuck you from behind, just so I could grab onto that pretty ponytail of yours and stare at your ass while I took you hard and fast.”

Her lips parted and a slight moan slipped free.

That moan changed everything—and I flicked the angel off my right shoulder and listened to the devil on my left. “Do you like coming that way, Harlee? On a man’s face?”

She blinked a few times. “I’ve never…um…no one has ever done that to me.”

Jesus, who in the hell were the guys she was dating? “You’ve never had a guy go down on you before?”

She shook her head.

“That’s a damn shame.”

Her cheeks turned pink, but I watched as she stood a bit straighter. “I’ve never done it to a guy, either.”

I was immediately assaulted by an image of Harlee giving me head. It felt like a fucking train hit me at a hundred miles per hour. I could be her first.

She moved closer to me and sat down on the sofa. “I’m not very experienced when it comes to sex. I’ve only had a few partners, and it’s all been pretty vanilla.”

I chuckled. “Thank God Doug didn’t get his hands on you then.”

An embarrassed smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

She looked down at her clasped hands, then back up at me. “I wanted to…I wanted to meet up with Doug to have a mindless…”

“Fuck?” I asked.

Harlee flinched, and I felt like a complete asshole. The idea of her with Doug still made my blood boil, and to know she was simply looking for a night of sex made something in my chest ache.

She closed her eyes, drew in a deep breath, then blurted out, “I want you, Brax. I want you to do all those things you said to me. I want you to fuck me from behind, on top, to show me how to sit on your face and make myself come. I want it all.”

I nearly dropped the shot glass in my hand. “Jesus Christ, Harlee.”

“And it’s not like I’m randomly asking you to do all that to me. If I’d thought you were even halfway interested in having sex with me, I’d have asked you a long time ago.”

I scrubbed a hand down my face, stood, and started to pace. “Harlee, what you’re asking… I mean, we’d be stepping over a line that I’m not sure we should step over.”

She dropped her head before she looked up at me. “Did you not mean any of what you said then?”

My heart nearly fell to the floor. “Yes. I meant every word. You have no idea how much I want you. Hell, I’ve had dirty dreams about you before.”

Her eyes lit up. “You have?”

“Don’t look at me like that, Harlee. You should be doing this with someone who means something to you. Someone special.”

“You do mean something to me, Brax.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but the sweet way she’d said that—and the way she was currently looking at me—made me want to haul her into my arms and kiss her senseless.

“Have you been with a lot of women?”

Her question threw me off guard. “Um, I don’t think so. I mean, I’ve had one-night stands once or twice, but I’m not a manwhore.”

She smiled. “When was your first time?”

I blinked at her in confusion. Why in the hell was she asking me that? “Seventeen.”

“With someone you cared about?”

I let out a huff. “No. She was older. It was at a college party, and when she found out I was a virgin, she wanted to be my first. To teach me how to please a woman.”

“Wow. She must have been beautiful.”

I shook my head to clear the fog that was building. “No. I mean, yes, she was pretty, but I wasn’t about to tell her no when she asked. I was honest with her. I think it turned her on to know I was a virgin. I was scared to death. She was nice, though, and taught me a lot.”

“Would you teach me like she taught you?”

I froze. It felt like all the air in the entire house was pulled out, and I struggled to breathe.



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