Contempt (Sin City Salvation #3) Read Online A. Zavarelli

Categories Genre: Angst, Biker, Contemporary, Dark, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Sin City Salvation Series by A. Zavarelli
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Total pages in book: 195
Estimated words: 185573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 928(@200wpm)___ 742(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
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“It’s the same thing you’ve been doing to me since the first time I saw you.”

She buries her face against my chest and breathes me in, and I go back to stroking her pussy, watching the way she trembles with every pass. She comes alive for me with the slightest provocation, but she unravels completely when I kiss my way down to her breasts.

I massage her clit, soaking up the wetness with my fingers while she thrashes against the pillow, throwing her head back and arching up into me. She’s so fucking beautiful like this, I want to make it last, but Bianca is a bomb ready to detonate. It only takes me two minutes of playing with her to bring her to the edge, and she goes crazy when I latch onto her nipple with my mouth. I’m making a mental note to lick her nipples every time I see her when she comes around my fingers. Spasms rock through her body, all the way down to her toes, and I take it all in from above, watching her slowly come back to her senses.

“Oh my God,” she whispers. “Do you think anyone heard me?”

“Other than the whole ranch?” I tease.

Heat crawls up her neck, and I kiss her again because I fucking want to. That kiss turns into us groping at each other, and pretty soon, Bianca’s fingers venture into the territory of my briefs. She palms my cock through the material and blinks up at me.

“You’re huge,” she gulps.

“Don’t worry.” I rock against her hand, stifling a groan. “I won’t hurt you.”

She takes my word for it, relaxing her body and watching with curious eyes as I drag down my briefs and toss them aside. When I look at her again, she’s staring at my dick, lips parted.

“Has anyone ever told you how insanely hot you are?” she asks.

I smirk at her.

“Oh, right,” she murmurs. “Just every day of your life.”

Ignoring that conversation, I ease my body over hers and kiss her again. Once on the lips, and then I blaze a path down between her perfect fucking tits, pausing to appreciate them for a full five minutes while I torment her with my tongue. She’s playing a soundtrack of my new favorite song, a mix of her whining and panting out my name. That track comes to an abrupt halt when I spread her legs and lean down, licking straight up the seam of her soaking wet pussy.

She yelps, and then her surprise fades into low whimpers as I eat her out. She tastes so fucking good, I don’t want to stop, but she’s already edging toward a cliff she has no intention of delaying. And when she curls her fingers into my hair and tilts her hips up against me, I know she’s about to come all over me. The idea makes me harder, as if that were humanly possible, and I bury my face between her thighs and ride it out until she releases a long, muffled cry into the hand cupped over her mouth. I lick her one more time, tasting her come before I slide back up her body and settle my hips between her legs.

“Holy shit, Madden,” she breathes, staring up at me with wide eyes and lips swollen from my kiss.

I thrust my cock against her wet pussy, sliding through her arousal, and she loses all train of thought. For a minute, I tease her like that, giving her time to relax and get used to the idea of me inside her. But before I can sink into her bare like I really want, she gestures to the bedside table, where a condom waits on the edge.

“Where did you get that?” I ask.

“I made a trade with someone in my bunkhouse,” she says. “My diamond tennis bracelet for one condom.”

Something warm settles into my chest as I unpack the significance of her words. The fact that she was willing to make such an unfair trade to do this with me… says all that I need to know.

I reach over and snag the packet, and Bianca watches with heavy eyes as I roll it over my shaft. She still looks nervous, and I reassure her as much as I can.

“I’ll go slow.”

She nods, and I widen her legs to accommodate the size of my body against her much smaller one. I grab her face like I fucking own it, kissing her lips like I want to brand them too. At the same time, I nudge against her entrance, and Bianca moans into my mouth as I ease inside her. It’s a tight fit, but I take it slow, giving her time to relax around me with every inch that she takes. She doesn’t stop kissing me. Her fingers dig into my ass, and she makes a few sounds that get caught in her throat, but she urges me to keep going.


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