Sweet Addiction (Whiskey Men – Wounded Heroes #1) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men - Wounded Heroes Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
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He takes one leg out of his pants and then takes a deep breath before moving to the other. “I can leave it on.”

I reach for him. “I want to see you, Davis. All of you.”

He gulps and nods his head before working the other pant leg down. He struggles with it, but I sit and wait patiently.

When he has the pants off, he’s breathing heavily.

“Can I touch you?” I ask him.

He grunts at me, and I shake my head. “Stop. Talk to me, Davis. Is that comfortable to you? I can take it off.”

He lifts up on his elbows and looks down at his prosthetic. There’s a sock covering his thigh, and it disappears into his prosthetic. “You’ll probably be more comfortable if I left it on.”

I move until I’m sitting between his legs. “I want to see all of you, Davis.” I don’t wait for him to respond. I reach for the strap that’s holding on his prosthetic and undo it. After a few tries, I get it undone, and I help him take it off. When I lean over the bed, I lay it gently on the floor. Next, I pull at the sock covering his stump and peel it down before dropping it to the floor too. I look into Davis’ dark brown eyes. “Breathe.”

He lets out a breath in a woosh, and I smile at him. I point to his thigh. “Can I kiss you here?”

He bites his lip and nods his head. His leg is covered in scars, and I want to kiss each one, but I don’t want to make him even more uncomfortable. I lean over, pressing my lips to his upper thigh. His leg jerks, and I smile, knowing I have an effect on him. I put my hand at the waistband of his underwear. “Can I kiss you under here?”

He threads his hand through my hair. “There’s no way I can tell you no.”

I gently remove his underwear, and my mouth drops. All I can do is stare at his erect cock that is sticking straight up between his legs. He puts his hands behind his head and is smiling at me. “It’s going to fit. It may be a little snug, but I have a feeling you were made just for me, Abby.”

His words do something to me. He’s claiming me, and I don’t even know if he realizes it or not. I drop his underwear to the side of the bed, and he grabs on to my thighs. “Climb up here. I need to be inside you.”

I crawl up his body until I’m resting my core over his erection. “I’m not on the pill or anything.”

He groans. “I’d give anything to be inside you bare.”

“If you stick around, I can get on the pill,” I tell him with a flush to my face. We haven’t even had sex yet, and I’m talking about doing it again.

His hands grip my hips, and he slides me back and forth on his cock. He’s not even inside me, and it feels too good. Each time his cock presses to my clit, it throbs.

He circles my waist with one arm and then leans over the bed, grabbing his pants. “I have a condom.”

He takes it out of his pocket, rips open the package, and sheaths himself in mere seconds. He slaps a hand to my ass. “Lift up.”

I lift up, and he nods his head in approval. “Take me, Abby. Take all of me.”

I circle my hand around his cock and position it at my entrance. Slowly, I lower myself and stop as he fills me up. His face is pained, but instead of thrusting into me, he’s holding still. “You okay? Take your time.”

I lower myself a little more and groan. “Oh wow.”

He nods. “You’re so tight, Abby. Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby.”

His words encourage me, and I go even lower, but it’s still not enough. I take a deep breath and lower my body in a quick thrust, impaling myself on him.

“Fuck,” he bellows when he’s completely inside me.

The need to move is overwhelming, and I start to shift front to back, side to side, finding a pattern that works for me. My senses heighten, and my thrusts turn erratic. His hand slides between us, and he presses his finger to my clit. I lean back, and he hits inside me at a different angle. All of it is too much, but I can’t stop. All of it feels too good.

“Come for me, Abby. I need to feel you come.”

The orgasm shoots through me, and my body flexes. He grunts, and before I know it, he has me flipped to my back, and he’s pummeling inside me. It all feels so good, and just as I think I’m about to come down off my high, Davis increases the pressure on my clit, bites into my shoulder, then nips it with his lips, and I’m coming again. This time, he joins me, and watching him lose control is everything.


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