Proof (Targes Executive Protection #1) Read Online Sloane Kennedy

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: Targes Executive Protection Series by Sloane Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 137176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
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I kissed JJ hard and this time I didn’t hold back. He stopped struggling and eagerly began to kiss me back. It took everything in me to break the kiss. JJ and I were both panting like we’d run a sprint. More importantly, though, he wasn’t trying to pull free of my hold.

“Cass—” he began, clearly confused.

I kissed him again, but more teasingly this time. It was only when he was as limp as a noodle in my arms that I said, “My turn to talk now, JJ. And if you interrupt me, no more kisses ever.”

The mock threat worked. My words were the same ones he’d used on me in the cabin to keep me quiet while he’d gotten me into the shower. Between the irony of our current location and the words, the fear disappeared from JJ’s eyes and he smiled.

I loved it when he smiled. He didn’t do it enough, though.

The mere thought of how many times I’d get to see that smile going forward had me leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips.

“Starting now,” I murmured against his mouth before lifting my head. JJ’s eyes lit up as his smile grew.

“Okay, maybe not ever,” I amended when he licked a small part of his upper lip. The move could have been innocent but based on the fire in his eyes, I highly doubted it. My dick doubted it too. “Fine,” I relented. “Five minutes.” I wondered if I’d even be able to go that long without tasting him.

JJ lifted his free arm and made the motion to signify he was zipping his lips and throwing away the key. I couldn’t stop myself from running my thumb over his tantalizing mouth. “One minute,” I bit out before I cupped his cheek and stroked my thumb over his cheekbone. “You were right about the things you said in the cabin. About needing to let you go. About needing to mourn.”

Just like that, the smile was gone and JJ stiffened.

“New rule,” I quickly said before I kissed him hard. Hard, deep, and searching. Promising. When we both came up for air, I croaked, “Every time that beautiful mind of yours begins to doubt me or yourself, my mouth is going to bring you back to the spot it needs to be so you’ll hear my words.”

“That’s not much of a punishment,” JJ responded with a grin as his body relaxed.

“No, but this will be,” I said with a smile of my own just before I ran my hand along the hard-on he was sporting. A layer of denim kept his cock strangled behind the material.

“Oh God,” he whimpered as he tipped his head back. I gave him a couple more rubs before I pulled my hand back.

“No,” JJ cried out. He immediately tried to push his hips forward, but since I had my free hand wrapped around one of them, he couldn’t move the way he wanted.

I leaned forward and teased the shell of his ear with a soft kiss that ended in a gentle tug of my teeth. “I can keep this up all night, sweetheart,” I whispered before I ran my hand along his cock a single time.

Instead of answering me out loud, JJ nodded fiercely. His body was strung up with tension, but the good kind.

“Everyone says prison changes you and they’re absolutely right,” I began.

The lust disappeared from his eyes but was quickly replaced with such raw intensity that it actually made my next words catch in my throat. JJ wasn’t just going to listen to me, he was going to hear me. How long had it been since someone had done that for me? How many times had I wished for someone, anyone, to hear me?

I dropped my eyes for a moment as I tried to get control of myself. I’d planned for this to be a simple, dismissive narrative, but knowing I was being heard by the one person I’d been calling out to for so long hit me hard. I wasn’t about to tell a story. I was about to tell my story. I wasn’t about to tell it to anyone willing to listen. I was telling it to the one person in my life who made me feel whole. The one person who made it possible for me to step outside the prison cell I’d still mentally been living in.

I pulled in a deep breath and let it out before lifting my eyes to meet JJ’s. “That place fucked me up in ways I still don’t know how to describe. I’ll have to deal with all that shit someday, but not today. If and when I’m ready, it will be on my terms because I already know how fucking painful it’s going to be and I’m not strong enough to go there yet.”


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