Irresistible (Illicit Love #1) Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Illicit Love Series by Nichole Rose
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
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I bite him, just to see how it feels. Just to see what he does. Just because I can. I'm not sure which is most true.

The next thing I know, I'm sailing through the air. I land on my back on his bed, sinking into a cloud of blankets. He's on top of me in seconds, shoving his way between my legs.

"You want to play dirty? Is that it, bella?" He pins my arms above my head, holding me down. "You want me to punish you?"

"Yes. No." I sob, frustrated because I don't know what I want. I just want him. "Please, Diego."

"Bite me again, and I'll have you tied to the bed, pleading for mercy, bella."

I arch toward him, whimpering.

"Look at you," he breathes. "You want me to tie you up."

"Yes." I'm not sure what that says about me, and I don't care. But I don't want to be in control here. I don't want to have a say. I want him to do exactly what he promised and take what he wants. If that's wrong, then fine. I'll own it. But he's been threatening to do it for days, leaving me to imagine what it's like to be completely at his mercy. I want it. More than I should admit.

He peels himself off me, rising to his feet.

I press my legs together, trying to ease the ache between them.

"You have no idea the things I want to do to you, goddess," he says, yanking his shirt open. Buttons pop, flying across the room. He ignores them, stripping it off and casting it to the floor.

I stare at his body, completely shameless. God, he really is as beautiful as he is dangerous. Smooth olive skin gleams over bulky muscle, the ridges of his abdomen obvious. Bold lines of ink swirl up the right side of his rib cage and across his chest, completely hidden when he's dressed. He's thick everywhere, like a deadly, fierce warrior. He's a freaking masterpiece.

I watch with bated breath as he kicks his shoes off and then undoes his pants. My heart stops when they hit the floor. I've seen his erection before. But not like this. Not with him completely naked, standing in front of me with it pointing right at me. It juts proudly from his body, long and thick. The broad head is engorged and wet. It curves slightly toward his body, the veins along the underside thick and prominent.

He catches me staring and wraps a fist around himself, squeezing. "You like watching, bella?"

I jerk my chin in a nod, unable to deny it.

A lazy smile dances at his lips. He spits in his hand and then wraps it around his dick again. He's rough with himself, squeezing hard as he works his fist up and down his shaft.

I press my thighs together, aching everywhere. I want to know what he feels like on top of me with nothing between us. I need to know what he feels like inside me. If all I get with him is twenty-four hours, I want everything.

He lets me watch for a long moment before he steps closer to the bed. "You're still wearing too many clothes, Athena."

I exhale a shaky breath, so turned on I can't think straight.

He places a hand on my belly, and my hips jolt off the bed. Another smirk plays at his lips as he undoes my pants, tugging them down. I lift my bottom, allowing him to drag them off me.

"Goddamn," he groans, eyes transfixed on my panties. "Look at the mess you made."

"It's your fault," I whisper. "Every time you touch me, this is what happens."

He growls, hooking his fingers into the waistband to pull them down. The modest part of me wants to cover myself, but the look on his face stills my hand. He's a starving animal, his face stamped with stark need.

"Spread your legs, Athena. I want to see what's mine."

I part them slowly, my eyes locked on his face to give me courage.

"Good girl. Now spread your lips."

"Diego."

"Do it, bella."

I jump to obey the command in his voice. My entire body shakes as my hand slides down my abdomen. I take a deep breath and squeeze my eyes closed, slipping my hand onto my sex. I part my slit slowly, so wet my juices coat my fingers.

"Good girl," he croons. "Now touch yourself, Athena. Rub that hard little clit for me."

I don't tell him no. I've already gone this far, let him see this much. My fingers slide through my wetness before I swirl them over my clit.

I arch upward, moaning his name.

"That's right, goddess. You moan my name. It's the only one you know now."

The possession in his voice makes me bolder, braver. I keep going, touching myself for him. Imagining that it's his fingers inside me, his thumb against my clit. I arch and moan, rocking against my hand.


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