Wicked as Secrets – Soldiers for Hire Read Online Shayla Black

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, BDSM, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
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His stare roamed all over her, and she felt it like a caress. The arousal on his face made her feel so desired. But if he wanted her, why wasn’t he actually touching her?

Madison reached for him. “Matt…”

He gripped her wrists and anchored them to the wall, staring down at her with a hard expression, as if he fought for control and sought a lid to valve his feelings.

“Are you okay?” she whispered.

“You incite everything in me. The more of you I see, the less I feel in control of myself. I need a minute to lock this shit down.”

So he could hold back from her? “Don’t. Give me all of you. The real you. The whole you.”

He scowled. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

What did that mean? Why was he hesitating? Had he been used, ghosted, and hurt, too? “Then show me. I’m here for you.”

For one last moment—a heartbeat—he gazed into her eyes. He all but inhaled her with that expression. It excited her. It seared her. Then his fingers around her wrists tightened. That was her only warning before he lunged into her personal space, flattened her against the wall, and seized her lips.

He slanted his mouth over hers, urging her lips apart before he crushed them under his own. Desire, dark and heavy, injected itself into her veins as his tongue thrust deep. She arched, plastering herself to him in a futile attempt to get closer. There was already no air and no sanity between them. Though dusk was still hours away, Matt tasted like he smelled—as if he’d bottled midnight, mixed it with danger, then poured the concoction over delicious, toe-curling sex.

Whimpering for more, Madison gave him free rein over her mouth and curled her leg around his, rhythmically rocking her hips against him, already needy and eager for more. She was never the instigator during sex. Never forward. With Matt, she couldn’t seem to help herself.

His grip on her wrists tightened as he tore himself away and panted. “You’re driving me to the edge of control.”

“I’m at the edge of mine. We’ll jump over together.”

As if weighing whether to be cautious or throw it all to the wind in the heat of passion, Matt studied her, his eyes almost molten. Madison held her breath, waiting and hoping…

Suddenly, he captured her lips again, plunging his way even deeper, and lifted her off the floor, against his body. Automatically, she curled her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. With a groan, he fitted his hands under her ass, crushed her against his body, and carried her to the bedroom. There, he tumbled her across the bed and fitted himself between her legs. Through his suit, she felt the steely length of his cock pressed almost painfully against her.

She tore her mouth free, panting. “Matt…”

He didn’t answer her, merely kissed a path down her neck like a man frenzied as he tore out of his suit coat and tossed it sightlessly onto a nearby chair. He seemed to know every spot where she was sensitive. His lips played under her ear. His tongue dragged up her throat. His teeth nipped at her shoulder. Madison felt herself go up in flames. She’d never felt anything like it. How was this man unraveling her and turning her inside out?

“I have to get my mouth on you,” he breathed seconds before he sucked her nipple between his lips, frenzied and rough, into a sweltering heat, then ate at her like he’d never get enough.

The sensation zipped a scorching burn from her chest straight to her pussy. It had her back arching as she gasped out his name.

“So soft. So fucking sweet.” He dragged his lips around the underside of her mound, to the top, then descended to the stiff, needy nub again, taking it against his tongue with greedy licks before he inhaled it to the roof of his mouth and sucked hard.

Madison cried out in need as she dug her fingers into his hard, wide shoulders through the crisp shirt she wanted gone. As if her body had a will of its own, she lifted her hips and parted her thighs. He settled between them like he belonged there. Even the slightly scratchy material of his suit pants aroused her.

“You’re overdressed,” she gasped out.

“Patience. Once I get naked, I’ll be inside you.”

“Hurry!”

“I don’t want to rush this,” he vowed as he gave the nipple he’d sucked one long, last draw before he pounced on its mate, dragging it between his lips for the same beautifully rough treatment.

She gasped, burning up from the inside out. Desperately, she wound her fingers in his thick, brown hair, seemingly lightened here and there by the sun. She’d bet when he didn’t ruthlessly control each strand, his hair skewed wavy. She loved the feel of it, soft and strong, between her fingers.



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