The Carpenter’s Secret Baby (The Mountain Man’s Mail-Order Bride #7) Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Novella Tags Authors: Series: The Mountain Man's Mail-Order Bride Series by Aria Cole
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Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
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“Oh, Jesus, Jack,” she groans, and it's music to my ears. Her body writhes against mine as I swirl my fingers, my lips sucking softly at her neck. I slip a hand behind her ass and jiggle the doorknob, opening it easily and sending us falling backward into the cabin.

I catch her effortlessly, stopping us before we hit the floor and leaning my back against the wall. I kick the door closed as my fingers work in and out of her, feeling her first orgasm shooting across every nerve in her body.

“Maybe we should hit the bedroom?” she grins.

“Too far away.” I growl and yank her down onto the bare wooden floor. I love how small she feels under me, how her body responds to my every touch. “I love those soft little noises you make when you’re coming.”

I hover over her, caging her in with my body. The sound of my zipper as I push my suit pants down my thighs sends a thrill through both of us. My rough hands trail up her legs, over her rib cage, pulling her dress over her shoulders. I hook my fingers in her bra, pulling the fabric down to reveal her hardened nipples.

I can't resist dragging my teeth across her sensitive flesh as I slide between her thighs, teasing my throbbing arousal through her slick folds. A low growl escapes my throat as her nails dig into the muscle of my back, dragging across my skin when I push into her. And then I own her, my fingers slipping against her folds, working her clit until her second orgasm washes over her. I grind my hips between her thighs, slipping inside her in one stroke, the only words escaping her lips: “Oh, oh, Jack—oh God!”

“Say it louder, baby, I love hearing how filthy I make you feel,” I murmur, sucking her bottom lip between my teeth. “So fucking sweet and beautiful and sassy. I’ve been drunk on you since the beginning.”

I kiss her slowly, tasting her, savoring her, feeling her moan against my throat as her hands trail down my stomach. She slides her palms around my waist, her hips working against mine, grinding against my cock.

“I want you,” she moans, and it's all I can do not to lose control. I want to be inside her, filling her, making her feel wanted like she's never felt before. The way she touches me, the way her eyes take me in—all hooded and lusty—has my nerves tingling with awareness.

“Holly,” I growl, feeling a primal need to claim her.

“Yes, more, please.” She nips at my lip, and my eyes flash with desire. She makes me feel wild, in control of this sexy, incredible woman.

“I have something else I need to say first,” I whisper. “I think you’re breathtaking, and I can’t stop thinking about all the ways I can spend the rest of my life taking care of you.”

I cover her with my lips and tongue. Before I can even reach her thighs, she slips out from under me, positioning her knees on the floor at my side, her small palm fisting my pulsing cock.

“I want to suck you.”

My eyes flash with her words, and I hold my cock at the root with one hand, weaving my fingers in her hair, pulling her head toward my thick length slowly. Her breath comes out in rough pants as I tease the head at the edges of her mouth. She licks her lips and then takes my shaft in her hand, trailing her tongue up my length before plunging me into her mouth. Her other hand weaves in my hair as she takes me to the back of her throat. I growl from above her, my body twitching as she tries to swallow me whole. She peers up at me, her head thrown back, neck straining, the cut lines of my abs in high relief as I gasp.

“Sweet Christ, you feel so amazing,” I growl, rocking my hips slowly, a hard grip in her hair. “Seeing my cock in your mouth does things to me—I want to fuck you so fully, you feel me in the back of that pretty throat of yours.”

Her pussy is dripping with arousal, and I can see it trailing down her legs. She reaches one hand down and slides her fingers through the wetness, desperate to have me inside her again. But she can't focus on anything when she has my cock thrusting in and out of her mouth.

She moans, pulling and massaging at her clit, and it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with this woman, exploring every inch of her body, making her feel as incredible as she makes me feel.

I roar, “Don’t touch yourself,” and watch her eyes snap open, pupils dark with need. My stormy blue gaze pins her to the mattress. I curl my fingers in her hair, shove my cock deeper into her mouth. “Up.”


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