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CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 160
Rhaena's POV"We have a dinner to get to," I reminded him, though my voice came out softer than I intended, less scolding and more affectionate."I know," he said, closing my door gently before rounding the front of the car to the driver's side.He climbed in, started the engine, and pulled smoothly away from the curb, merging into the evening traffic.For a moment, neither of us said anything, the radio playing low in the background, the city lights beginning to flicker on as dusk settled over the streets."You okay?" he asked eventually, glancing over at me at a red light. "You've been quiet since you got in.""Just nervous," I admitted. "About tonight. About Julian. About having to sit there and pretend all evening."His jaw tightened slightly, his hand tightening on the steering wheel. "I know. I hate it too. But we'll get through it together. And the second we're back in the car after, you can complain about every single thing Julian says, and I'll agree with all of it."That pul
CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 159
Rhaena's POVThe day at the office crawled by in a way that felt almost deliberate, like time itself knew I was dreading the evening ahead and decided to make me sit with that dread for as long as possible. I sat through two meetings I barely absorbed, answered emails on autopilot, and spent an embarrassing amount of time staring at my closet in my mind, mentally cycling through outfit options instead of actually focusing on the quarterly numbers in front of me.By the time five o'clock finally rolled around, I felt like I'd aged a year. I gathered my things, said a quick goodbye to Sarah on my way out, and drove home with my stomach already tight with nerves.Dinner with Dove. And Alessio. And some architect named Julian that Dove seemed determined to pair me off with, all while I was secretly sleeping with the man sitting across the table.I let myself into my apartment and went straight to my closet, determined to actually make a decision this time instead of spiraling the way I ha
CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 158
Rhaena's POV The next morning light was already bright when I opened my eyes. Soft gold spilled through the half-closed blinds and painted stripes across the living room. I was still pressed against Alessio’s chest, one of his heavy legs thrown over mine, his arm locked around my waist like he had claimed me even in sleep. The steady rise and fall of his breathing warmed the top of my head. I could smell his skin—clean soap from last night’s shower mixed with the faint trace of sex that still clung to both of us.We had slept later than we should have.I shifted carefully, trying not to wake him yet, and felt the pleasant, deep ache between my legs. Every small movement reminded me of how hard he had fucked me the night before. My thighs were a little sticky. His cum had flowed out of me as we slept. The memory of his cock filling me, his thumb in my ass, the way he had spilled inside me and then held me while it dripped out—everything came flooding back in a slow, warm rush.“Alessi
CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 157
Rhaena's POV His thumb pushed inside slowly, just the tip at first, then deeper, working in time with the hard thrusts of his cock in my pussy. The dual sensation was overwhelming. Full. Intense. Every time he drove forward, his cock stretched me open while his thumb filled that tight little hole, and the pressure made my vision blur. I moaned louder, pushing back to meet every stroke, chasing more of that perfect stretch.“Daddy—please—I’m going to—”“Do it,” he ordered, fucking me harder, thumb pumping deeper into my ass. “Come on my cock while I finger this tight little hole. Soak me again, spitfire. Let me feel you fall apart. I want to feel every pulse.”I came with a broken cry, walls clamping down hard around him. The orgasm rolled through me in long, pulsing waves that left my legs shaking. My fingers dug into the couch cushions as pleasure ripped through my body, hot and endless. I could feel myself gushing around his cock, the wetness spilling down my thighs and coating him
CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 156
Rhaena's POVI kept going until I was fully seated, every thick inch buried deep inside me. For a moment I just sat there, breathing hard, trying to adjust to the overwhelming fullness. My forehead dropped against his. Our mouths were so close I could feel every breath he took.“Alessio,” I whispered, the name soft and shaky. Then quieter, almost like a secret, “Daddy… you feel so good.”His answering groan was filthy. One hand slid up my spine and fisted in my hair. The other stayed locked on my hip, holding me down on him so I couldn’t pull away.“Then ride me,” he ordered, voice dark with want. “Take what you need, spitfire. Do whatever you want with me. I’m yours tonight.”I lifted up slowly. Every ridge of his cock dragged against my sensitive walls. Then I sank back down with a broken moan. The angle was perfect—deep and grinding. The head of him pressed right against that spot inside me that made my vision blur. I set a rhythm, rolling my hips, rising and falling, using him the
CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1 CHAPTER 155
Rhaena's POVMy back arched off the couch. A broken sound left my throat.“Alessio—” His name came out shaky and desperate.He did it again, slower this time, tasting me properly, humming low in his chest like the flavor of me was something he’d been craving for years. His tongue was hot, deliberate, exploring every fold, circling my entrance before returning to my clit with focused, devastating pressure.“I’ve got you, spitfire,” he murmured against me, the vibration of his voice sending sparks straight through my core. “Just feel it. Let me take care of this sweet little pussy.”He sealed his mouth over my clit and sucked gently, tongue flicking in tight, perfect circles. My hands flew to his hair, fingers threading through the dark strands, holding on as pleasure coiled tight and fast in my belly. He wasn’t rushing. Every stroke of his tongue, every soft suck, every low, filthy sound he made against my wet skin felt intentional—like he was learning exactly what made my thighs tremb
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