Only One Night (Only One #3) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Only One Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 82634 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
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“I need you,” she says, and after I love you, those are my three favorite words. I pick her up around her waist and place her on the bed as I take off my jeans.

My hand strokes my cock as she watches me. “How do you want it?”

“Hard and fast,” she says, and I know that afterward, she’ll want it slow. I flip her on her stomach, and she moans when I pick her up by her hips and squat down just a little to attack her pussy with my mouth. “Fuck,” she hisses out, and when I know she’s wet enough, I straighten and slam into her.

We both still. “So fucking good,” I say as I pull out of her and slam into her again. I swear the sex with us just gets better. She is never shy in asking me for what she wants. If she wants to suck my cock, she will fall to her knees and take me out, not caring. If she wants me to fuck her on the counter, she’ll walk by me and rub herself on me until I pick her up and have my way with her. When Jaxon isn’t here, you can catch us having sex anywhere from the kitchen to the garage.

“Can’t get enough,” I say as she arches her back. I lean over, grabbing her tits in my hands, and fuck her while holding them. “I’m going to come,” she pants out, and I see her hand slip between her legs. “Right there.” I don’t stop until she comes on my cock, and only then do I come in her.

I release her, and she lies on her side and looks at me as she tries to catch her breath. “See, this is so much better than us going out,” she says, and I hold out my hand for her.

“Time to shower,” I say, and she looks at me.

“I’ve already taken a shower.” She grabs my hand. “But if you want to wash my back, I’m not going to say no to that.” She looks over her shoulder and gets into the shower while I walk to the sink. When I open the shower door, I find her sitting on the bench with one leg propped up, playing with herself.

“You were gone ten days,” she says, and I smile at her. We stay in the shower for over an hour because every time we get the soap and wash each other, it leads to another round.

She finally gets out, and I find her downstairs in the kitchen with her hair wrapped in a towel. “Did you want anything to eat?” She looks over at me, and I know that if I told her I was starving, she would make me a meal without hesitation. She grabs the orange juice out of the fridge, and she pours a glass, handing it to me and going to get a second one. “By the way,” she says, taking her glass of juice. “Nice flowers.”

I smirk at her. “It was a part of the date,” I say, and she smiles.

“This is much better than a date,” she says. “I have to go home tomorrow.”

“I was talking to Jaxon tonight while I drove him to Murielle’s,” I say. “We were thinking about how it would be if you moved in with us.”

“What?” she says in almost a whisper.

“Well, you see . . .” I walk to her and pick her up, placing her on the counter in front of me. “We like having you here. I love having you here.”

“But . . .” She places her hands on my chest.

“I want to share my closet with you,” I say, and she laughs.

“You have two closets,” she reminds me, and I chuckle.

“Okay, maybe that wasn’t a good thing,” I say. “I had this whole speech planned,” I tell her. “I want this to be our house. I want you to get up and get ready here every day. I want you to come home here. I want to share this house with you and make it ours. I don’t want to have just some of your stuff here. I want it all here.”

“Manning,” she says.

“The first time I walked into your room, I saw that saying on top of your bed. You will forever be my always. I remember reading it and thinking how amazing it would be to find someone who would be forever my reason. To find someone to share my life with, to laugh with, and to fight with. More loving than fighting.”

“Always,” she says, kissing me. “But don’t you think it’s rushing things a bit with Jaxon and stuff? His whole life has been . . .”

“There.” I point at her. “That right there, you putting everyone else before you. That’s the reason. You will forever be my always.” She looks down, and I can see she’s blinking away tears. “Take the leap and move in with me. We can even do a trial run.”


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