Confused (Getting Inside of V - Book 2) by Kate Lynne Read Free Book Online Page A

running my hand up his face to rouse him, but I’m enjoying just looking for now. Suddenly he begins to flail and shout, “Don’t hurt her! I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch. She’s too fragile, don’t break her!”
    His sudden movement causes me to fly to the floor and land hard on my ass.
    “Son of a bitch…” I shout and his eyes fly open.
    “V?”
    “Yeah, it’s me. I’m pretty sure you broke my ass.” Breccan sits up and sleepily rubs his eyes. The sheet covering his body slides down and I realize he isn’t wearing any clothes. His goods are still covered up for the most part, but the white sheet isn’t leaving much to the imagination. He’s perfectly chiseled and strong. I want him to encompass my body in his. Just once. He places his feet on the floor and reaches down to where I’m sitting and staring unabashedly. He grabs onto my hips and lifts me from the floor with ease directly into his arms. I wrap them around his neck and hold on. I melt into him. My body is on fire with need. He sits down on the bed and places me gently on his lap.
    “I knew you ’d finally give in,” he whispers in my ear. I lean back just far enough to look into his eyes.
    “What are you talking about?” I scowl. He’s so pretty when he’s quiet. Then he talks and it all goes to hell.
    “You came here all on your own. I didn’t have to pursue you at all. I knew you couldn’t resist. Oh, and by the way, how the fuck did you get in here?” He grins at me devilishly and I want to slap the sly look off his face. Instead, I do the next best thing. I hit him with a one-two kiss right to the mouth. I get the tongue involved quickly, easing his lips open. I roughly push his chest to try and get him to let me on top, but it doesn’t work. Instead he flips me over so I lay on my back underneath him. He takes my mouth roughly with the force of everything pent up between us. I pull away just long enough to glance down. I’m instantly wet at what awaits me. He’s huge in both girth and width. He’s going to tear me and I’m going to relish in the pain. He starts to tease my earlobe with licks and bites. I put my thumbs inside my waistband, thankful that I decided to wear yoga pants with no panties and slide my pants quickly down.
    “Fuck me ,” I pant.
    “Not yet.” I’m not at all satisfied with his answer.
    “I said fuck me. I didn’t stutter. Do it or I’ll find someone that will.” I’m not playing these god damn games. I need his dick deep inside of my pussy or I’m going to come undone at the seams.
    “Patience is not a virtue for you, is it , love?” He laughs deeply. I moan and not in the good kind of way. My entire body is literally aching with need. And here he is, over top of me…hard and ready to go, all the while laughing. Not exactly how I pictured this going and it really pisses me off.
    “Never fucking mind , then. Get off!” I shove his chest and again, he doesn’t budge an inch. “What are you made out of, stone?” I ask out loud and he laughs harder.
    “No, but sometimes I think you are. Your face lacks emotion most of the time.” I can’t dispute it. I’m completely distracted by his hand making its way down the length of my spine, stopping at the bottom of my tank top. He fingers the hem for what seems like forever before slowly working the tank top up. I lift my hands above my head in response and smile. He leans over to kiss me again. He pulls my tank top over my head and launches it across the room. He quickly undoes my bra with one hand and I slide it off my shoulders. He licks his lips as if he ’s about to devour me. I need him to do just that. He moves his mouth to trail down my neck until it reaches my taut nipples. When he takes the right one into his mouth, I melt into the sheets beneath me. I buck my body upwards against his warm mouth. My hand trails down my stomach and heads it’s normal pathway, but he stops me. He releases my nipple and I groan in frustration. He