Take My Daddy I’ll Take Yours Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Novella, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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I couldn’t keep my eyes open at the sound of the words. And when he dragged his tongue along the shell and pressed his body fully against mine, a soft moan escaped from my lips.

“You feel what you do to me?” He ground his cock against my belly, and I gasped. “You feel how hard you make me?”

I opened my mouth, not sure what to say, but the ding of the elevator stopping at our floor and then the doors opening had me snapping my eyes open. Reality crashed in. We were in a public elevator, and I could only assume how we looked right now to anyone who saw us.

Carter’s enormous body pressed to mine. Our breathing was audible. And the scent of combustible sexual chemistry saturated the air.

He stayed pressed to me for another heartbeat before pulling away, taking my hand, and leading me out of the elevator and down the hall.

Once in the room, the door shut, Carter stepped farther inside. The suite was enormous with a separate room and double doors that were open, showing the king-sized bed.

A sitting area was directly in front of us, a stocked bar across from that. Beside me was a huge bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub, and across the way were floor-to-ceiling windows that showed the cityscape.

I was nervous. God, I was so nervous suddenly.

He turned then, watched me with eyes that looked like cut onyx. He said nothing as he removed his cufflinks. Carter set them on the entryway table and shed his jacket.

Once he had it off, I just appreciated the way the material of his shirt stretched tight over his broad shoulders. Despite the fabric covering his chest, I could make out the definition of his muscles.

This man screamed raw masculinity, and I was here for it.

Neither one of us said anything as he continued to undress. I didn’t know if I should do the same, but I was frozen in place.

Even if he ordered me to strip, turn around, and grab my knees, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t have been able to do much more than take a breath, much less obey.

Carter started unbuttoning his shirt, one at a time. A part of me wanted him to hurry so I could see all that hard, male chest on display, and another part of me wanted him to go slower.

I felt like I was watching my own personal striptease.

When he got to the last button, the material parted. We had turned no lights on in the suite, but a glow came from the window, acting as a backlight and making the front half of him seem even darker.

I thought he’d take his shirt off next, but his hand reached for his belt buckle. My heart was in my throat. When that was removed, Carter moved on to the button of his slacks. Then the zipper. But he didn’t push them down, and instead, he stood there, watching me.

Fucking teasing me.

He finished removing his clothing, and I couldn’t do anything but take in every inch he revealed.

When he was fully naked, he gripped the thick stalk of his dick. He shifted so the city lights caught the drop of clear fluid beading at the tip.

My mouth dried. My core tightened. And I stopped breathing, watching as he stroked himself from root to tip, pushing more clear fluid out of the crown. His pre-cum slid down, following what I knew was a throbbing vein that lined the underside of his shaft.

I took in every incredible inch of that part of his body. He was big. Thick.

I remembered what it felt like digging into me in the elevator.

I wasn’t a virgin, but I had never been with a man that size. I was actually thinking he wouldn’t fit, like I was some kind of inexperienced virgin who’d never seen a cock before.

This deep sound left his throat. A growl. He liked me watching… staring at him. At it.

“Come here,” he demanded in a low voice.

I took a step closer.

“Closer, sweetheart.” His voice was a rough caress over my body.

I obeyed, an involuntary shiver wracking through me. When I was a foot from where he stood—my head tipped back so I could look into his eyes—a wave of white-hot lust slammed into me at his expression.

Hooded eyes. Stark dominance. Primal need.

“How far are you willing to go?”

My mouth parted as I sucked in a sharp breath. I let his question repeat in my head.

“How far are you willing to go?”

I knew the answer before the words left me.

“As far as you’ll take me,” I whispered.

His nostrils flared, his chest pumped up and down as his breathing increased, and I felt drunk from all the arousal and testosterone pouring off him.

“Then let’s start by you sinking to your knees and gagging on my cock.”



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