Confessions of a Smutty Romance Author by Hoss Kelsie

Author:Hoss, Kelsie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kelsie Stelting Creative LLC
Published: 2022-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

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Mara

Confession: I’ve never made love.

Jonas asked when the couch could be delivered. When the saleswoman said it could be a few weeks until the delivery guy had time to do it, he slipped her a fifty, and the couch was delivered that night. Another fifty had the old couch carried out to his garage until he could find some sucker to sell it too.

As soon as the delivery guy was out of Jonas’s house, I fell back on the couch, sinking into the comfortable cushions. “This is amazing! I never would have thought of bribing the delivery guy like that.”

“I like to call it motivation,” he said, coming toward me from the front door. And damn, did he look hot walking toward me with the top few buttons of his white shirt undone and his sleeves rolled just below his elbows. “Plus, I don’t know how long you’ll be here, and I wanted you to enjoy it.”

My heart lurched. Jonas was worried too about how long this would last. But he’d still done what he could to make me comfortable. Just like he did for his mom. Just like he did for his sister.

I reached for his hand, and he laced his fingers through mine, sitting beside me on the couch. Feeling my heart swell for this man who’d so easily taken me in, who’d instinctively fought to keep me safe, I snuggled closer to him until our noses were touching, and then our lips.

Jonas drew his fingertips through my hair, tucked it behind my ear. Held the back of my neck so tenderly I thought my heart would burst. I held the open seam of his shirt in my fist, hanging on to this moment, this feeling, with everything I had.

He teased the edges of my lips with his tongue, deepening our kiss until I could taste him, feel him. And I let myself feel him. This incredible man.

I ran my fingers over his pecs, his shoulders. Held his face in both of my hands, the beginnings of his evening stubble rough against my palms.

Slowly, he pushed me onto my back, kissing down my jaw, my neck. His hands slid under my shirt, caressing the swell of my stomach, teasing along the bottom of my T-shirt bra. He traveled over my breasts, accessing them from the top, running his thumb over my nipple. Bit it through the fabric.

I gripped the back of his shoulders in pleasure, loving the way he made me feel so sexy, so adored.

He pulled at the bottom of my oversized T-shirt until he could see me underneath him. I never felt hot at this angle, with my breasts pulling apart, my chin doubling. I wanted to be on top, in power, but he looked at me like I was as sexy as ever.

I reached up, undoing the buttons of his shirt, wanting to feel the warmth of his skin against mine.

His eyes stayed on me the entire time, patiently waiting for me to finish. When I did, he pulled his shirt off himself and went back to kissing me, not in any kind of rush.

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