The Marrying Kind (Hart Brothers Book 2) by Kendall Ryan

Author:Kendall Ryan [Ryan, Kendall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kendall Ryan
Published: 2023-06-05T18:30:00+00:00

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PURE HAPPINESS

Austen

Ella naked on my couch did strange things to me.

Would I have preferred to have her in my bed where we could stretch out and take our time? Of course. But I wasn’t about to complain about her impromptu late-night visit. I admired her courage—coming down the stairs to initiate what she wanted. Confidence on a woman was sexy as hell.

I leaned in to kiss her again. She lifted her chin, responding to me instantly, and met my mouth with the softest kiss. I cradled her face in my hands and let my lips leave hers to wander across her jaw, then down her neck. She let out a breathless sound. And when she pulled back, there was a lazy smile on her lips.

I wanted her. More than anything, I wanted this girl I knew I shouldn’t have. She would be gone before long, and somehow I knew I wouldn’t change her mind.

Ella deserved every good thing life had in store for her, and I wanted her to have it. I appreciated her opening up to me earlier tonight. It only made me want to understand her more. I wanted to know everything she had been through, everything that made her who she was.

I traced her bottom lip with my thumb, unable to stop myself from touching her. It was still damp from our kiss. Our eyes met in the dim glow of the moon.

“Take these off,” she said, working her fingers under the waistband of my pants.

I pulled back and obliged, pushing my pants down and tossing them over the edge of the couch. I groaned as she stroked me over the fabric of my boxers.

“These too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Turned out, I was damn good at following orders. And Ella taking charge—telling me what she wanted—was the hottest thing ever. Once I was bare, her gaze left mine and moved down my torso, lingering on a certain overeager body part. Based on her pleased expression, Ella was very happy with what she saw.

She moved both hands from my chest, running them over my skin and down my stomach. When she reached my cock, I shivered under her touch.

Wrapping me in her fist, Ella treated me to a slow, steady stroke, then another. Her movements were confident. Perfect. Pure torture.

I groaned roughly, and Ella smiled. Then she moved from her spot tucked against my side and crawled down my body, leaning over me to bring her mouth to my erection.

“Princess . . .” I groaned again.

Ella gave me a sweet look and then dove in for more, taking me deeper. Her mouth was soft, yet demanding. Apparently, she approached sex like she approached life—she was all in, and it felt incredible. I murmured words of encouragement and stroked her hair while she treated me to the hottest blow job of my life.

She responded well to my filthy praise, letting out a dreamy murmur. Any doubts I had about Ella being the right woman for me were chased away by the resounding perfection of this moment.

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