Never the Bride – Steamy Standalone Instalove Read Online Flora Ferrari

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
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What is it with this guy and creeping up on people?

“What is it? What’s wrong?” he shouts, his whole body as tense and taut as I’ve seen it yet.

Muscles and veins rippling under his shirt, even his legs seem thicker as he’s primed for action.

Ready for anything.

I feel the ripple of panic in me escalate, thinking maybe he knows something I don’t.

Is there a burglar? An earthquake, what?

But no. He’s just heard me shriek and come running in two seconds flat to make sure I’m okay.

Once he sees I’m in no real danger and promised to have the door fixed, he asks me what made me cry out like that.

I’m trembling in front of him again, but this time from the excitement of a different kind.

I can hardly contain myself as I try to explain what’s happened.

“I got a job. I mean… A real job. A proper wedding dress order,” I squeal again, thrusting my phone out so he can see it for himself.

His lip curls before he even reads the message, which doesn’t seem to take him long.

I wonder if he’s even really interested. I mean ten grand is like a million dollars to me, but to someone like Brandon and his construction company, it’s chump change.

Whatever he thinks, I can’t contain my own excitement. And I do owe him some thanks.

“It’s just like you said earlier,” I gush. “About getting back what we put into life… Do I really need to limit myself to just working for peanuts in a bridal boutique?”

That seems to please him, and he smiles wide. “Atta girl,” he grins with encouragement, and without even thinking I leap into his arms, which hold me close.

Hold me firm.

Holding me like a man who has no intentions of ever letting me go.

“I’m happy for you, Ashlee,” he murmurs, running a hand down my back. My legs hooked around him automatically, suddenly needing to cling to him.

Clinging to the sound of his deep voice like it’s an island in a rough sea.

The tempest that is my life right now, until I met Brandon, of course.

“I’m proud of you too,” he adds, moving his face back to look into my eyes.

There’s only the briefest moment of silence between us, both of us just knowing what we need to do next.

I thought I would wait. He thought he should wait, but this energy between us is undeniable.

“I want you, Brandon. And I want you to want me,” I tell him. My whole body shivering as his mouth gently presses over mine.

His hands moving up my sides, squeezing my chest as I moan softly at first, then louder as I feel his thick organ starting to swell and press up between my legs.

My hands move from around his neck to hold his face, caressing his stubbled jaw with both hands as I kiss him harder.

I’m finally getting the hang of this kissing business too, I might add.

I feel him step over towards my little sofa bed, and kneel down. Settling me on it.

“I do want you, Ashlee. More than you’ll ever know. You’re mine now, and you’ll be mine every day from now on,” he tells me, his eyes so dark, deep, and clear.

It’s the truest statement anyone’s ever said to me and I don’t know whether to cry or just kiss him again.

There’s the third option too.

That one moment in my life I’ve been waiting for, to share with the only person in the whole world I actually trust.

Someone I trust like I trust Brandon, with my life.

Trust him with my heart and my soul.

I’m not shy or nervous anymore, not like I was before.

I don’t mind if he sees me naked now, knowing how much he actually wants to is the biggest turn on of all, apart from his hands caressing me.

He slowly starts to unbutton my pajama top, putting one of his thick fingers through a hole near the top as he raises a brow.

They’re my oldest jammies and I love them, but maybe now that Brandon is here it’s time to do away with them for good.

I can wear him every night from now on. Starting tonight.

Starting right now.

Chapter Sixteen

Brandon

I wanted it to be perfect, somewhere special.

But what’s more special than any place with just the two of us? Nothing but our clothes between us for a few moments and nobody to disturb us until morning.

Her time to give herself to me, and it’s by her own choosing.

My eyes ask the question, making certain this is what she really wants. Her head gives only the slightest nod as her eyes tell me everything else.

Quietly telling me that she’s mine from now on.

Her hands filling in for any other questions I have, running up and down my swollen rod as she coos to herself, letting me undress her slowly.


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