Reluctant Husband (Whiskey Men #1) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
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I take a step toward him, fingering the hem of my shirt. “She knew how much you loved her, Lucas. She never doubted that.”

He shakes his head, and I know he’s filled with regrets. He puts his hands on his knees and pushes himself off the bed. With only his underwear on, he looks toward the door. “I’m going to the office.”

I almost let him walk away. Almost.

I reach out and grab his arm. “Sleep here. Stay here. With me.”

He still doesn’t look at me. “It’s not a good idea, Bella.”

I move to stand in front of him, lifting my T-shirt over my head until I’m standing in front of him in my bra and panties. “Be with me, Lucas.”

Finally he lifts his eyes to mine. There’s so much sadness, so much torment in his depths, and it breaks my heart to see him like this. He leans his forehead down to mine and inhales deeply. “You don’t have to do this, baby. Not like this.”

I raise my hands to his bare waist and run my hands up his chest. He trembles at my touch. “I need you, Lucas. Tonight... tomorrow... forever. However long you’ll have me... just don’t push me away, not tonight.”

Like a lion that’s been released into the wild, he pounces on me. His hands go straight to my ass, and he lifts me up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him as if there’s no tomorrow.

He’s open-mouth kissing my neck, down my chest, and he stops with a groan. “Bella, honey, you deserve more for your first time... not like this.”

I struggle to get out of his arms, and he lets me slide down the length of his body. I grab on to his chin and force him to look at me. “This is what I want, Lucas. I want you. Now if I’m not what you want, then just tell me now...”

He grunts. “You know I want you.”

I reach between his legs and cup him through his thin shorts. He’s hard, and his hips pump into my hand. “It feels like you do.”

He nods. “I do.”

That’s all I need to hear. I drop to my knees on the plush carpet. His cock is hard, pointing straight out at me. I peel his underwear down his legs and drop them at his feet. He steps out of them, and I wrap my hand around his girth and stroke him once, twice, and on the third time, I take him in my mouth. I swirl my tongue along the length of him, and he throws his head back with a deep, guttural “Fuck.”

Over and over I cherish him with my mouth while running my hands up and down his thighs. I reach around and cup his backside, pulling him to me. He’s trying to take it easy on me, but I don’t want him to. I don’t know if I’ll ever have this chance again, and I don’t want him to hold back.

Deeper and deeper I take him. His groans are loud and fill the room, but I don’t stop. Not until he pushes his hips back and lifts me up by my arms in one fell swoop. I’m licking my lips. “Why’d you stop?”

He’s undoing my bra, and he lets it fall to the floor as he cups each of my breasts as if he’s feeling the weight of them. His thumbs brush across my hard nipples, and I arch my back, pressing myself into his palm.

I put my hands on his shoulders to hold myself upright. “Why, Lucas? Why’d you stop me?”

He reaches between my legs, rubbing the material against my swollen, sensitive core. “I stopped because I was about to come, Bella.”

He slides his finger through the leg of my panties, and his thick finger strokes through my slit. I widen my stance, grab on to his forearms, and pant, “Isn’t that what’s supposed to happen? I want you to come.”

He grunts in frustration, and I whimper when he pulls his hand away. He rips my panties down my legs and then resumes touching me. I step out of my panties the best I can, but when he reaches forward, pressing his tongue to me, my legs give out, and I stumble backward onto the bed.

He follows me down, his knees now on the thick carpet as he licks me from my entrance to my clit. He moans loudly, and the vibrations have me lifting my hips. He pulls his mouth from me. “Fuck, you taste good. And yeah, honey, I’m going to come, but when I do, I’m going to do it right here.”

He pumps his finger inside my aching sex, and I throw my head back. My whole body feels as if it’s about to explode. I feel everything... and I don’t want it to stop.


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