Bradford Butcher (Bradford Bastard #3) Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bradford Bastard Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 124451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 498(@250wpm)___ 415(@300wpm)
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Tanner pauses, seated impossibly deep within me, giving us both a moment to adjust. “Fuck, Killer. This right here—your fucking sweet cunt, this is my goddamn temple.” I groan at his words, and his hand spanks down on my ass without warning. He pulls back before slamming straight back into me.

“YES,” I pant, forcing my knees even wider as his fingers dig into my hip. “Oh, God. Please, again.”

He thrusts into me again, both of us groaning with the intense pleasure as my pussy jolts and spasms, already losing control. His fingers mix with my wetness, feeling himself as he pulls out of me, and I gasp as he draws that wetness up to my ass.

Tanner’s thumb presses against me, gently pushing inside as I rub tight circles over my clit. My whole body relaxes, and fuck, it feels good. I push my ass back, wanting to take more, and he gives me exactly what I crave, stretching me wider.

He continues to fuck me, but now the thought has entered my head, and I can’t shake it. I always knew I wanted to try this with him, just didn’t know when I’d be ready. But if I don’t feel his cock pushing into me soon, I might just go out of my mind.

“Tanner?” I pant, hoping to God he’s down for this too.

“Hmmm?” he groans, slamming into me again, making a needy gasp tear from between my lips.

I look back over my shoulder, meeting his hungry stare. “I need you to fuck my ass.”

He falters, pausing for only a second and screwing with the perfect rhythm of his cock thrusting into my pussy. His eyes shoot to mine, his brow arching with interest. “You know I’m fucking down to claim every inch of your body, but are you sure?” he questions, diving a little deeper with his thumb, testing me.

I groan and push back harder, my eyes rolling in pleasure. I don’t need to give him an answer, he can see it written all over my face.

Tanner grins wider, a newfound excitement brimming in his eyes. He continues fucking me, only now, he works my ass just a little harder, pushing his fingers deep into my cunt, stretching it wider around his cock before dragging that wetness up to my ass and preparing me.

When I’m finally ready for him, he pulls free of my pussy and lines his cock up with my ass. Nervous anticipation pulses through me, and I do what I can to relax. “Keep rubbing that clit, Killer,” he mutters, his voice so low it sends vibrations rocking straight through me.

He starts to push against me and my ass begins stretching around him. “You good?” he questions, taking his time. I nod, letting out a breath. It burns, but it’s a welcome burn, and the more I relax, the easier it is to take. “Push back against me, babe.”

I do as he asks until he’s finally seated as deep as he can go. He stops there, giving me a moment to get used to his size, and the more I rub my clit, the quicker the burn begins to fade. “Okay,” I tell him. “Just take it slow.”

Tanner pulls back just slightly, and I gasp. The feeling is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. He continues, slowly moving in and out as my eyes roll and he pushes my body to its limits, and just when I think I couldn’t possibly handle anymore, he reaches down between my legs and pushes two thick fingers inside my cunt, gently massaging my walls. “Tanner,” I breathe. “I’ve never … shit. So good … I … oh fuck. I’m gonna come.”

“Give it to me, Killer. I want to feel you squeezing me.”

Holy hell, his words are my undoing, and I come hard, my whole world exploding with undeniable pleasure. Satisfaction rocks through every inch of my body, my eyes clenching as my toes curl, but it’s nothing compared to the way my pussy shatters, convulsing around Tanner’s fingers as my ass clenches around him.

“Oh fuck,” Tanner grunts, pulling out of me before spilling hot cum over my back, his tone deep and gravelly. “I hope you liked that because I plan on claiming that ass every fucking night for the rest of our lives.”

I grin, my face squished against the carpet. “I’m so down for that,” I mutter, feeling his cum sliding down my back and right down the center of my ass. “But if you don’t clean your cum off me so I can get up, you’ll be fucking nothing but your hand.”

That same hand in question comes down against my ass. “Watch your mouth, wench, or I’ll be forced to teach you a lesson.”

“Oh yeah?” I challenge. “And what lesson would that be?”

Tanner grins and without warning, his arm locks around my waist, flipping me over. I squeal in shock, knowing damn well we’re going to need a carpet cleaner in here after this, but the thought is gone from my mind the moment that dirty mouth of his closes down over my clit.


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