The Deal Dilemma Read Online Meagan Brandy

Categories Genre: Angst, College, Contemporary, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 148704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 744(@200wpm)___ 595(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
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His eyes flash with wild surprise, the brown swallowing the green completely.

“I said I don’t need gentle. I don’t want you to hold back because you think I need that. Whatever you feel you need from me, I want you to take.”

His dick flexes between us.

“Let me be what you said I am. Let me be perfect for you.”

“Perfect for me,” he echoes, nearly incoherent because his mind is so far gone. So deep in desire.

Slowly, his eyes find mine.

“Whatever you need, I want to give you. Whatever you want, I want to be.” I hoist myself up higher, bringing my eyes above his, my lower lip placed perfectly between his own.

He stares up at me through hooded eyes and my tongue slips out, flicking along the bow of his lips. His fingers dig into the skin of my thighs, his chest rumbling.

“Take what you need from me, Crew.”

“What if I say I need everything?”

My smile is slow as I drop my forehead to his. “I’d say it’s already yours.”

And just like that… he snaps.

Finally…

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Crew

Mine.

That’s what she said.

With moves so fucking swift I get light-headed, I take her to the couch, perching her on the back of it, so I can grip her face and hold it to me.

I need some fucking clarification and I need the shit now.

“What are you saying to me, Sweets? You told me you love me. You said ‘everything’ is mine.” I hold her gaze captive. “You telling me you understand now that you are mine? No ifs, no buts, no fucking deal. Just mine to have, to hold, to help—”

“To fuck,” she whispers without a hint of hesitation, cutting off whatever the hell I would have said next.

Maybe I was an animal in a past life, because the growl that escapes can’t possibly be that of a man.

Her words and the fucking blush that comes with them.

I’ve never been so hard in my life, so honored, but is this shit real? Can she possibly ache like me? Crave like me?

Emotionally overwhelmed, my hold on her face softens, my thumb gently brushing along the hollow of her cheek. She’s so damn beautiful. Perfect.

“Baby…” My voice trails off into nothing, and Davis closes her eyes, leaning into my palm, her fingers softly landing on my chest and sliding along the marked skin there, having no idea she’s represented in the very place she’s touching.

“I want to be yours,” she confesses.

Fear and uncertainty weigh her whisper, but she has no idea, no fucking clue, I’ve been waiting for those words for far longer than she can guess. Longer than she might believe.

The muscles in my body seem to freeze, but as quickly as they do, every inch of me eases. Settles. That dark place deep in my mind that never shuts the hell up, demanding I do more, try harder, keep pushing, quiets for the first fucking time in a long-ass time.

The world shifts, shutting down until there’s nothing left but me and her.

Me and Davis.

Me and my girl.

My sweet little… everything.

Tapping her knee, she opens for me instantly, and I shift into the space, my lips coming down to press against the edge of hers, her sigh instantly fanning over my cheek.

“That’s real fucking cute, Sweets. Real cute.”

Her lashes flutter open, her gaze connecting with mine.

“If you think, after what you said to me tonight, I’ll let you go, you’ve got a lot to learn,” I whisper my warning.

A flicker of fulfillment flares in her gaze, settling deep into my core.

This is what she wants. I can see it clear as day.

A playfulness washes over her in the next breath, and her mouth quirks to one side. “Good thing there’s still so many lessons to be taught.”

Heat pulls at my groin, and I smirk. “Oh, fuck yeah. So many.” I dip, kissing her neck. “Dozens.” I suck on her earlobe. “Maybe even hundreds.”

“That sounds more like it,” she pants.

I groan, lifting her and carrying us both to the bathroom, planting her ass on the counter.

She frowns in protest, but I shake my head.

“I’m not going to fuck you while I smell like a bar,” I tell her, kicking out of my shoes and pushing my pants down my legs, taking my boxers with them.

Her eyes slice to my cock, hard and ready, and I step up to her, kissing her firm and swift, speaking against her lips.

“And I am about to fuck you, baby. Minutes from it, in fact.”

Her cheeks turn crimson, and she nods, watching as I retreat into the shower for a quick wash. Or that was the plan until the curtain pulled open behind me, and I turned to find Davis completely fucking naked.

My hands freeze where they are, soap slipping down my body, eyes locked wide and unblinking.

My gaze lowers, snapping straight to her bare chest, her breasts hanging free and full against her creamy skin. Her nipples are peaked to perfection and a few shades darker than the rest of her, a soft mauve color I want to compare the darker shade of my thumbs against.


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