Wicked Envy Read online Sawyer Bennett (Wicked Horse Vegas #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Wicked Horse Vegas Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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I give her a smile before leaning down to press my mouth to hers. She moans and opens, letting my tongue inside. I waste no time as seduction isn’t necessary. My free hand pops the button on her jeans before it dives down the front, my middle finger sliding through silky wetness before plunging in deep.

“Yes,” Avril whispers as her hips tilt inward to pull my finger in deeper.

I lift my mouth from hers, pumping my finger in deeper. Her face is awash with pleasure, eyes fluttered closed to savor the feeling. Pulling my finger out, I press it over her clit and start to rub in small circles. Avril moans, and I watch her face contort as she bites at her lower lip.

My finger moves faster, and her hips respond, bucking and gyrating against me.

So hot.

“Dane, I’m going to—”

She comes with a cry as her eyes fly open and lock with mine, looking almost stunned by how fast that just happened.

“Goddamn it,” I growl as I continue to rub against her sensitive clit. “Get naked, Avril. Please hurry so I can do that again.”

She blinks a few times, and then she’s pulling my hand out of her pants. Clothes start flying as we race to full nudity.

And then we’re on the bed and my tongue is back in her mouth while her hand grips my cock to stroke it. I can’t help thrusting against her a few times before realizing that’s just not enough.

I flip her onto her back, planting one hand on the mattress by her head. She guides me to her entrance and when the head nudges against her wet folds, I can’t control the hiss of pleasure that escapes my mouth.

We stare at each other, and this is the point of no going back from this dangerous game we decided to play with each other.

Bringing my other hand to her face, I cup her jaw and bend down to peer at her. “I trust no one in this world more than you. Do you want me to put a condom on?”

Avril’s eyes go warm and she gives me a sweet smile. “You don’t need to with me. I trust no one more than you, so you tell me we’re good to fuck bare, we’re good to fuck bare.”

God, just hearing Avril drop the word “fuck” in that throaty, sexy way is almost unbearable. But she’s given me the all clear. No other words are needed between us, and I thrust into her with a hard punch of my hips.

Avril’s back arches, and she cries out from the invasion. Her pussy is tight, wet, and hot, and may be the best thing my dick has ever felt in its life.

It scares the shit out of me that it’s quite possibly the best pussy I’ve ever felt in my life because it’s Avril’s pussy. Because I know the woman behind this pleasure.

Avril opens her eyes and smiles at me, tilting her hips a little to encourage me to move.

Beautiful eyes.

Always thought so.

Filled with trust that what we’re doing is okay and won’t hurt us down the road.

I hope to God she’s right, because I know before I even come that things have once again changed between us.

CHAPTER 12

Avril

Dane is inside me, and I’m having a hard time processing that.

My best friend and business partner, Dane Hawthorne, is inside of me.

Fucking me.

Well, not quite fucking me yet. My hips flex up, trying to draw him in deeper, yet he just stares down at me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask as I raise my legs to press them into his ribs.

“Nothing,” he assures me with a smile and makes a small rotation of his hips.

And oh wow… that feels amazing.

“More,” I tell him, eager to see this through to the end. I’d given this some serious damn thought over the last few days. I sat on my couch each night, drinking wine and debating the pros and cons of agreeing to a sexual relationship with my friend. I knew the outcome could be disastrous, and it was the reason I couldn’t decide right away.

But ultimately, I decided to put faith in Dane. I decided to trust our bond. Our friendship extends seventeen years, and it hasn’t all been unicorns and roses. We’ve helped each other through some tough times, and I trust that we’ll both be diligent in making sure we don’t hurt the other.

Dane still doesn’t move any more than that tiny rotation of his hips, and I press my hands to his chest. “Dane?”

His eyes roam over my face briefly before coming back to lock with mine. He gives me a smile. “You’re beautiful.”

My entire body flushes warm from the compliment, because not once in seventeen years has Dane ever said anything that intimate to me. I’ve sucked his dick, he’s eaten me out, and yet him telling me I’m beautiful cuts straight through to my heart.


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