Sunset Savage – Ice King Read Online B.B. Hamel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 72945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
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“We shouldn’t do this,” I moan as he shoves my panties aside.

“Yet here we are. And you’re dripping wet.”

“Baptist, fuck. You just asked me to go into business with you—”

“That’s for tomorrow, Webb.”

“I want to discuss salary.”

“Another time.”

“I’m not working for free, you—” He bites my lower lip and I gasp. “I want a good title too.”

“You’re a master negotiator.” His fingers stroke my clit and I shiver with delight.

“We shouldn’t, Baptist, not if we’re—”

He kisses me gently and stares into my eyes.

“All that is for tomorrow. This is for right now.”

“Oh, god,” I moan as he teases my clit and crushes my mouth with his. Baptist is a master at this, clearly a man of supreme talent, and he touches me in a way I’ve never experienced before. Maybe it’s the spark between us or maybe it’s his skill, but I don’t care. Pleasure rocks my body as he slips his fingers inside and back out, biting my lip hard, his hand fisting my hair.

I don’t know what comes over me, but I finally release the last bit of anxiety holding me back. This is a mistake—we both know damn well that it’s a mistake—but neither of us care. It feels good, too good, and I’ve had too much pain in my life these last few months to stop something that takes the edge away, even if it’ll only complicate things later. Because I really do want to join Baptist’s company and make this Cowan film, even if it’s a total longshot. He’s right, I’ll kill to get Cowan on screen again.

Kissing my future boss like this, letting him touch me between my legs in a dark supply closet at my friend’s wedding, that’s just about the worst way to start a business relationship.

But fuck it. Fuck everything. I don’t care.

I bite his lip and pull his hand up from between my legs. His eyes flash in the low light as I take his fingers and slip them into my mouth, licking my pussy juice, tongue rolling. I drop to my knees and unbuckle his belt slowly, staring into his eyes, until his hard cock’s in my hand.

He’s thick and long. I moan as I stroke him and slip a hand between my legs. Fuck, he’s right, I am wet. Soaking wet, dripping onto the floor, and I only get more excited as I take him into my mouth. I suck him fast, tongue swirling around his cock, moaning as I do it. I want him badly, so badly I could explode, and pleasure rips trough my body as I tease myself and suck him, losing my mind as I do it.

He growls, guttural and intense, so sexy it’s like an atom bomb going off in my core. He pulls me to my feet and kisses me, and he licks my pussy from my fingers before shoving me against the wall and dropping to his knees.

“I always imagined what you’d taste like,” he whispers as his tongue laps along my lips and licks my clit. I grab his hair and whimper as he does it, the pleasure overwhelming, almost too much. “I pictured a thousand different ways, but this is even better than I ever dreamed.”

“You pictured—fuck, oh, god—you pictured what I’d taste like?”

“Is that so surprising? I don’t flirt with everyone at work.”

“You don’t flirt with me.”

“I tease you. I drive you crazy.”

“You have a fucked-up definition of flirting then.”

He laughs as he slides two fingers inside of me and I moan loudly. He licks my clit and fucks me with his fingers, and I can’t take this anymore, I can’t take the back and forth and the fear of getting caught and the knowledge that yes, this is fucked, this is a huge mistake—

I come in a blinding flash. I come, saying his name, and he stands and kisses me as he keeps teasing my clit while I slowly finish. He puts his fingers in my mouth and makes me lick them off before turning me around, his hands on my breasts, his cock against my dripping wet entrance. I’m still buzzing, twitching, as he takes my hands and pins them up against the wall.

“I want all of you,” he whispers in my ear.

“Then fuck me, Baptist.”

I don’t know what’s coming over me, but it’s like I’m a sex-starved goddess. He slides himself deep and groans. I gasp and my fingers dig into the wall. He’s huge, massive, and I’ve never felt anything like this before in my life.

And that’s a problem, because if it feels good now, what if I want it to feel this good in the future?

I’ll worry about that later. Right now, I want him to fuck me, I want to feel the aching pleasure turn into a wildfire between my legs. He gives me what I want, and I buck back against him, losing my mind.



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