Only One Night (Only One #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Only One Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
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“Thank you,” she says as she walks in. I can watch her now, and I see the valet man is looking at her, and so is the doorman. She is fucking beautiful, I think. Beautiful is not even a strong enough word. Her hips sway as she walks and says hello to the front desk attendant. Her long auburn hair sways, and I make a mental note to wrap it around my hand sometime tonight.

She looks around, and when she spots me, the smile on her face gets even bigger. She walks my way, and I press the up button. “Hi,” I say, and I want to bend down and kiss her, but I know they are looking this way.

“Hi,” she says, looking at me from the corner of her eyes.

“I thought you changed your mind,” I say nervously.

“No.” She shakes her head. “I just had to make a pit stop.”

My eyebrows pinch together. “I went to get essentials,” she tells me and then mouths out, “Condoms.” I want to smack my hand on my forehead. I didn’t even think about condoms. Obviously, I never carry them with me because, well, I haven’t had sex in four years, and if anyone has seen Friends, they know those things expire.

“Good call,” I say as the elevator pings, and I let her walk in first. She presses the number ten, and then seven. I wait for the doors to close before going to her.

“Why the number ten?” I ask, pushing her against the back wall of the elevator.

“I didn’t want them to know that we’re together. I’m just praying they aren’t on duty when we do the walk of shame,” she says, giggling. The elevator stops and opens. I grab her hand, walking out, and I scan the numbers as fast as I can and literally pull her to the end of the hall.

I turn to her, and she just looks at me. “How drunk are you?” I ask, knowing she had quite a few drinks tonight. “I don’t want—”

She puts her finger on my lips, stopping me. “Sober enough to walk here without falling,” she tells me, putting her palm on my chest, and I can feel her touch through my shirt. “Drunk enough to do this.” I look at her hands as they move down my chest to palm my cock. “And drunk enough to ask you to try lots of things.”

“Last chance,” I say through clenched teeth when her hand moves up and down over my cock.

“Do you want to use my key?” she asks, but if she has to get her key, that means she has to let go of my cock, and I’m not ready for that to happen.

I reach into my pocket, and I literally have to close my eyes while she moves a touch faster. “Evelyn,” I whisper.

“Manning,” she calls my name. I step away from her small hand and open the door. I drag her in, not turning on any of the lights. The door closes behind her, and I push her against it. Her purse drops to the floor while I bend down and devour her mouth. She wraps one arm around my head and the other around my neck. I pick her up now, and she lets go of my mouth long enough to say, “Wait.”

I stop moving, my cock hard as a fucking rock, my heart beating so fast in my chest, and my hands itching to touch her. “I need to . . .” She drops her hands from me to go to her hips, where she ever so slowly lifts her skirt higher and higher until it’s around her waist. The only thing I could think is I’ve died and gone to heaven. She stands there in the smallest lace thong I’ve ever seen.

“Now, where were we?” she asks, and then she comes to me. “You were lifting me,” she tells me. “And I was finally going to get to wrap my legs around you.” I push her hair away from her face. “Kiss me, Manning.” She puts her head back, and I bend down, taking her mouth. Our tongues are fighting with each other to get deeper into the kiss. My hands go to her waist, and I lift her against the door, her legs wrapping tightly around me. My hands go to her bare ass, and I have to let go of her mouth as we both groan.

“Fuck,” I hiss out, my cock looking to break out of my pants. I close my eyes to try to focus, but her mouth is now on my neck. She sucks in, and all fucking bets are off. “I wanted to take my time.” I try to tell her, but she just moves her hips up and down on my cock.


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