The Ones Left Behind (Work Husband #3) Read Online Blue Saffire

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Work Husband Series by Blue Saffire
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
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I’ve been semihard most of the night. Now I’m ready to come through my pants. She stops before me. I stand to tower over her.

I reach into the fur and palm her plump ass, lifting her onto my waist. She cups my face, and our lips and tongues collide. Ny nips at my lower lip. I swipe my tongue into her mouth and take over the kiss.

She whimpers and pushes her fingers into my hair. One by one, I shift my arms under her thighs to hold her up by her ass. As we kiss, she reaches down behind her to rub my length over the fabric of my pants.

I brush her hair from her face and continue to devour her mouth. She moves her lips to my neck and begins sucking kisses against it. Needing to taste her, I walk us over to the desk in the suite and knock the chair out of the way with my leg. I place her on the edge of the desk and lower to feast on her delicious pussy.

Without looking, I reach behind me for the chair and pull it closer to have a seat. Holding on to her thighs, I really get into it.

“Jace, please, please,” she cries.

“Mm,” I hum into her and keep eating while rubbing her nub.

Her legs start to shake. I look up her body and find a lust-drunk look on her face. She cries out and starts to convulse.

I back off and look at her. The smile she gives me as she tilts her head to the side is what I live for. She reaches for my hair and frees it to fall down around my shoulders.

I shrug out of my shirt, not taking my eyes off her. Reaching up, I run my fingers through my hair to push it out of my face. I lift from the chair and move in to take her lips and drink from that smile.

Ny grabs my ears to hold me to her as I sip from her lips. I fist her hair and pour all my love into the kiss. Reaching between us, she unfastens my belt and unzips my pants.

I break the kiss to push my pants and boxers down my legs and step out of them. She pushes at my chest as she climbs off the desk. I turn to prop my ass against it.

Ny sits in the chair and pulls up close to palm my cock. I watch with my mouth open as she takes me between her lips. Ny gives great head. I throw my head back and clench my jaw as she soaks my length and sucks me deep.

The sounds she makes when she’s sucking cock are almost as good as the feeling. She slurps and hisses, causing me to look back down at her as she spits on my tip and works the moisture into my length while looking up at me.

I narrow my eyes at her when she licks her palm before reaching to tug at my balls. My cheek twitches. This is why I’m never hard pressed to penetrate her. Ny has been giving me superior head for years and I could spend hours eating her pussy.

“Yes, baby. Just like that,” I groan.

She dips her head to suck my balls, then runs her tongue up the underside of my superhard shaft. I scoop her curls into my hand and hold them as she bobs up and down. She still has on the fur, but it’s fallen down one of her shoulders.

She looks like a queen sucking the fuck out of me. My hair has fallen in my face, but I can’t bring myself to push it away. Not if it means releasing my grip on her hair. It’s as if holding on is helping me to keep from blowing my load.

“Ny, baby, I want inside you,” I pant.

She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a foil packet. I smile and grab it. Biting into the packet, I then remove the condom and roll it on as she wipes her face clean on her sleeve.

I stand and dip to scoop her out of the chair, with my arms under her thighs. Lifting her, I move us to the couch. Once I’m seated, I take her lips and kiss her tenderly.

Breaking the kiss, she reaches for my length and sinks down on me slowly while staring into my eyes. I pulse inside her as she fully seats herself on a long sigh.

I reach into the fur and grasp her hips as she rocks unhurriedly. I note the songs have cycled through a few, but this one is perfect for the pace we’ve set. Usher starts to sing “That’s What It’s Made For” as she swirls her hips on me.

I glide my hands to her breasts and knead them as she rides me. She throws her head back and I watch in awe of her and the fact I’m the one giving her this pleasure.


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