The Rent Just Went Up Read Online Jenna Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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“Good” is his reply as his thrusts quicken. I feel his cock grow somehow larger inside me—which does not seem as though it should be possible. His strokes go deeper, causing me to cry out. And then it happens.

There’s a hot, sticky spray that unleashes inside me, coating every inch of me at once. And that’s all it takes. My orgasm that’s been hovering dangerously over me, ready to drop at a moment’s notice, viciously stabs my center. Every muscle in my body tightens at the same time. My hips buck off the couch, and I throw my legs around Mal’s waist as more of his hot semen pumps into me. He’s breeding me, I think. Who cares if I’m on birth control? That’s what nature wants to happen right now.

His groans are so hot—so sensual. Wolf. Bear. Tiger. Lion. The names of even more animals go through my mind as he takes me and stakes his claim in me, making me feel so small and defenseless.

What is going on with me tonight?

I gulp a deep breath as the grip my orgasm has on me begins to weaken, and I look up at Mal as he starts to come down too. His eyes focus delicately on me as he brushes my hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear like they do in those Hollywood romance movies, and I feel butterflies swimming around in my stomach.

“Well, that was incredible.” He smiles, looking somehow even more charming than he’s looked all night. “You’re incredible.”

“No, you are,” I giggle, pointing a flirtatious finger back at him. He just grins and gives me a boyfriend-style peck on the cheek. I can feel his cock flex inside me as he does so.

“Are you okay, Erika?” he asks.

“Of course I am!” I smile, still swept up in the post-orgasmic heat that’s encompassing my entire body. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know,” he replies, cocking his head to the side. “There’s just this look on your face…”

You should tell him. This is a good time to tell him. We both just shared something incredible, and if I don’t tell him now, he’s going to feel like I am hiding something from him—or worse yet, that I lied to him. Let’s just pray he doesn’t hear the news and decide to leave me.

“Well, Malcom–”

“Mal,” he corrects me with the sweetest smile known to man. I smile back and take a deep breath.

“Well, Mal, I…I’ve never done that before.”

Mal opens his mouth but pauses a moment. “Never done what before?”

“That,” I reply, making some kind of silly wash-the-dishes motion with my hands that encompasses the both of us. “I’m a virgin—I was a virgin. Until just now.”

6

Malcom

My dad was completely devoted to my mother. He did everything for her, and not in a oh, he’s one of those guys kind of way either. He didn’t follow her around like a puppy, he didn’t let her walk all over him or just take his credit card to the mall to make her day, and he didn’t wake up in the morning to make her breakfast every time they had an argument as a way of admitting he was wrong even when he wasn’t just to keep the household stable.

He was just a good man. He was handy, and when he wasn’t at his job at the mill moving lumber, he was at home fixing up the house. And boy was it a fixer-upper. My parents didn’t have a lot of money when they first got together, but my dad assured my mom that he would put so much work into the thing that it would be just as nice, if not better, than all the other houses on the block.

My mom mostly just took care of me and my sister, Nikki, but would occasionally volunteer down at the library. I need to get out of the house, Frank, I would hear her say to him. They hired a babysitter named Kay, who we both really liked, and we thought everything was great. We thought everyone was happy.

But what do you really know about your parents’ marriage when you’re just a kid? You don’t even really know what the word cheating means. So when my dad came to my sister and me that night, that rainy night, and told us that Mom was leaving, neither of us knew how to process it.

* * *

“A virgin?” I ask, feeling as though I’ve just been fed the answer to a trivia question that I’m not sure is correct. “That’s what you just said, right?”

Erika nods, and my mind goes into full-processing-power as I try to decide whether or not she’s back into her spitfire-mode and is just fucking with me again. But then I think back to that moment when I entered her and pressed inside. She was tight—incredibly tight. And at first, I thought she just had the pussy of a goddess.



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