Glow (Brewed Book 3) by Molly McAdams

Author:Molly McAdams [McAdams, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jester Creations, LLC
Published: 2020-09-06T16:00:00+00:00

A suppressed moan sounded in my throat when Hunter drove to the hilt and stilled, his body trembling above mine as he came.

I wrapped my shaky legs tighter around his narrow hips, wanting to prolong the moment as much as I could.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, and my muscles were weak from the pleasure that had been coursing through my body. From calling out his name as his fingers had tortured me in my office. To struggling to hold on to him as he’d fucked me on the kitchen island. Then stumbling toward the bedroom and only making it to the couch before he’d fallen onto it with me in his lap, letting me ride him.

Somehow, we’d ended up on the floor.

I’d lost count of my orgasms in the kitchen.

I’d lost count of the times he’d growled, “Fuck, Izzy,” in my ear as he’d pounded into me.

But I’d only wanted to kiss him exactly once.

And it was right then.

He’d pulled back enough to look down at me. Eyes dark with carnal need and desire and satisfaction. And I had this undeniable urge to press my mouth to his for the first time in . . . well, since that very first night.

Something in my chest warmed and ached as if it was missing something that only Hunter’s lips could provide. As if I’d been missing it all this time and had been blinded to what was right in front of me.

It’d been so long since he’d said not to kiss him. I hadn’t cared then, and I hadn’t brought it up since.

We fucked, we talked, we fought, we laughed. We were best friends, and I worked for him. I didn’t need to kiss him.

Before.

I didn’t need to before.

And for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what had changed for this all-consuming need to fill me then.

But the moment my stare shifted to his lips, Hunter’s hand moved to wrap around my jaw. His grip both firm and gentle as he tilted my head back and to the side so I was looking at the couch I’d just ridden him on.

He didn’t say anything as he lowered his forehead to my collarbone, his breaths fanning out across my skin in short bursts.

He didn’t have to.

It was a reminder not to go there.

I blinked quickly, snapping myself out of whatever delusional fantasy all the orgasms had put me in.

Right. Right . . . that would’ve made things awkward fast.

I let my head roll back and asked, “Are you gonna let me clean up this time, or are we going for round . . .” I pretended to count on my fingers.

“You gonna let me go?”

I squeezed my legs a little tighter for a second before relaxing but didn’t remove them. “Are you gonna let me go?”

He shifted back to look at me, his eyes dancing over where his hand was still in place just under my jaw. Something primal settled there by the time his stare met mine.

Without a

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