The Tryst (The Virgin Society #2) Read Online Lauren Blakely

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: The Virgin Society Series by Lauren Blakely
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Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 106935 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
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I feel everything, everywhere, all at once, then the pleasure coils tight and hot in my belly. “I’m coming,” I call out, and he kisses me voraciously through an orgasm that rattles my body and my mind.

That makes me feel like I’m flying.

I’m shaking, barely aware of what’s happening, but soon, I’m looking up at him. He’s above me, braced on his palms, his lips ludicrously wet, his hazel eyes dark with desire. “You are outrageously sexy, and I want to make you come a million times,” he says in a rough, husky voice.

Who is this man who’s already obsessed with my pleasure? I want to come all night long with him.

“I’m in,” I say, and there’s my answer to my dilemma.

Maybe it’s the orgasm drug. Or maybe it’s the way he stares at me with naked desire, but whatever it is, I’m unlocked. I don’t need him to know I’m a virgin for his permission. I want him to know so he can make sex better…for me.

And for us.

So I play with him again, like I did earlier today. “How did you picture it?” I ask. When his eyes flicker with question marks, I keep going. “Fucking me. When you were onstage, how did you think about fucking me?”

He sits up, kneeling between my still-spread thighs. He reaches for the top button of his shirt, undoes it. “Many ways. But mostly I kept thinking how beautiful you’d look riding my cock.”

Yes, please.

“I want that,” I say, sitting up too, undoing another button for him, then nudging closer to opening the treasure map. “But can you go easy on me at first?”

He lifts a brow in question but nods emphatically. “Of course.”

He’d better not run away, but if he does, he was never the right man. “I’ve never come through sex either,” I say. Then, since he likes when I flirt, I whisper against his lips. “But I bet you can make me come for the first time.” I pause for dramatic effect, letting the words take shape and weigh on my tongue before I add, “And for my first time.”

The map is open before him.

He stills. For several long seconds that make me tense. Then he pulls back, regards me curiously. “Are you sure, Lola?”

What a relief. I’d half expected him to run for the hills. “Yes.”

Nick gestures from me to him. “You know what this is?”

I roll my eyes. “Don’t worry—I won’t be hopping on a transatlantic flight to surprise you at your flat in Knightsbridge next week.”

He laughs, like touché. “I just want to make sure you don’t have any other expectations…since the ocean is really big.”

He says it like the body of water is the only thing between us. Not our jobs, not our goals.

But I focus on the moment. “I have a few big expectations,” I say, with a coquettish bob of my shoulder. “I expect an orgasm from you. Maybe work on giving me one with your dick?”

He growls. Then in a flash, he gets off the bed, lifts me up, and tosses me over his shoulder. “More than one, beautiful,” he says, smacking my ass as he carries me across the suite to the living room area, then sets me down on the couch.

When he undoes another button on his shirt, I’m giddy with excitement. I’m about to get a show. The sexiest man I’ve ever met is stripping naked for me.

He tosses a careless glance at my clothes. “Take off your dress. Want to see those beautiful tits.”

His filthy mouth is fire.

I pull my dress over my head as he removes his shirt.

His pecs are covered in a smattering of golden-brown chest hair that trails down the ladder of his abs, a happy trail guiding me to his dick.

“Take off the bra, Lola,” he demands next, and I comply.

He hisses when my breasts are revealed.

Then, I make a twirling gesture with my finger. “Your turn.”

He just smiles, like he can’t believe the briefly shy girl is now a hungry woman again. And I am ravenous. I can’t wait to see all of him. To watch this powerful businessman who commanded the crowds today take a risk with me.

He reaches into his pocket, snags a condom from the wallet, then tosses it on the couch next to me.

He makes quick work of his pants.

The clip of my heart increases. He’s so turned on there’s a wet spot on his boxer briefs.

For me.

He strips out of his briefs, and my lips part. His cock is thick, hard, and pointing right at me.

He comes around to sit on the couch, beckons me closer. “On my lap. You’re going to ride me like this. Up close, so I can have my hands all over you as we fuck.”

With a get-on-me smack of my ass, he sets the mood once more. I climb over him, straddling his muscular thighs as I gaze down at the handsome man under me, cataloging his features. His sun-kissed skin, his strong arms, his carved muscles.



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