Brutal Ambition Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
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“What’s this?” I ask her.

“Oh. That means we’ll go home with a girl or a guy,” she explains. Then, realizing how it sounds, she looks at Dare and Aubrey. “I didn’t know that. I was not actually open to going home with anyone. Sloane told me it wasn’t romantic in nature, and I thought the point was just raising money, so I told her I was fine with bids from anyone who wanted to donate.”

Dare glimpses the list, then he says, “Your friend Addison get tricked, too?”

“No. She likes girls.”

His eyebrows rise and his gaze shifts to me. “Beware of bi girls who bring your girlfriend baked goods.”

“Dare!” Eyes wide and horrified, Aubrey smacks him in the stomach. Then, to Brynn, she says quickly, “He’s not a bigot, I promise. It’s totally fine if either of you are… into girls.”

Brynn smiles faintly. “I’m not. Sometimes I wish I were, but…”

Aubrey smiles and bites her lip like she understands, but she doesn’t dare respond to that one.

Chapter Thirty-one

Brynn

After dinner, we all do a little studying.

I let Toast out of her travel bag and play with her for a little bit, then I feed her and let her curl up in her bed for a while. Killian bought her a new toy, and he brought her food and water like a practiced cat dad.

Since there’s a major time difference between Boston and Paris and we don’t have time to be jetlagged, Dare advises us to get some sleep before he takes Aubrey and disappears with her inside the bedroom.

It’s an actual bedroom, with a closed door and everything.

“This jet has a bedroom?” I whisper to Killian.

He smirks. “It does.”

“That’s crazy.”

“We don’t have a dedicated bedroom, but the flight attendant can set up the couches when we’re ready. It’s like a big sofa bed, they unfold and stretch across the cabin. It ends up being essentially a second king-sized bed.”

“Rich people are wild.”

I decide he’s probably right, though. I’m too wired about the trip to feel tired, but since it will be morning in Paris when we land, we probably should try to get some sleep on the plane.

And when I see the impeccable, white king-sized bed set up in the middle of the cabin where our couches once were, I think that shouldn’t be a problem.

“How does an airplane bed made up of couches have the audacity to be this comfortable?” I ask Killian as we settle in.

He slides his hand along the back of my bare thigh, causing tension to gather instantaneously between my thighs. “I don’t know,” he murmurs, kissing the ball of my shoulder. “It’s Dare’s jet, so I would expect it to have a lot of audacity.”

I crack a smile and look back at him. “What are you doing?”

His hand sneaks between my thighs, and I feel my whole body get heavier.

“Stop that,” I say, reaching down to push his hands away. “We are not having sex on this plane.”

“Why not? It’s inarguably more comfortable than most opportunities to have sex on a plane.”

My eyes widen. “They are right on the other side of that wall. I will die of mortification if they hear us having sex.”

He glances that way, then puts his hand right back where it was. “The wall seems okay to me. We haven’t heard them having sex.”

“That’s because they’re probably decent enough not to do it when they know we could hear them.”

He leans in to kiss my neck. “I highly doubt that.”

“You’ve had sex with me before,” I remind him. “You know I can’t be quiet.”

He smirks. “I love that you can’t be quiet, but are you telling me you’re not up for a challenge?”

“Killian,” I say on a sigh as he tugs my dress down, freeing my tits.

It’s hard to keep saying no when they want his attention this badly.

“I’ll take you quick and hard, bury that pretty mouth in the pillows.”

Oh lord.

“I’ll make sure they don’t hear us. Make sure you can’t get too noisy.”

Making good on his promise, he slides his hand over my mouth and shifts his body, rolling me onto my stomach so he can climb on top of me. I moan against his palm when my bare breasts brush the soft bedding. We didn’t undress before bed, but I’m not wearing a bra and the dress is short and strapless. I’m not naked, but I may as well be.

Killian unzips his pants and I try to buck him off me, but he doesn’t budge.

“Nice try,” he murmurs, lightly trailing a hand up the underside of my arm and making goosebumps erupt across my skin. “Not good enough, though. If you want me off you, you’ll have to buck harder than that.”

I can already feel my heart starting to race, but just as he slides his hand down the front of my panties, the bedroom door opens.


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