A Step You Shouldn’t Take Read Online Jenna Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
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“Yeah, well my dad basically forced me to,” he replies, still smiling.

“I still appreciate it,” I say, licking my lower lip at him as we make our way up the stairs. I’m barely even doing anything as we go. Blake’s carrying most of the load. I’m basically just steadying things for him – basically balancing it and watching the fabric of his shirt bulge around his thick, taut biceps.

We continue like this for a while, up and down the stairs with Blake doing most of the heavy lifting, until basically everything I own has been brought into my bedroom. I make a couple of extra trips to grab the remainder of my clothes, and when I come back up, I find Blake on the floor with some tools, assembling my bedframe.

I don’t know why, but seeing him do this turns me on even more. Something about men working with their hands is just so sexy. All the guys at my school were so obsessed with money and being “content creators” so they could have tons of money because that’s what they thought we girls wanted, but if I had to choose between one of them, even if he had millions and millions of dollars, and a man like Blake with less money, who knew how to work with his hands, I’d choose Blake every time.

“Do you have an hourly rate?” I ask, pulling a dollar bill from my wallet. “I feel like I owe you a lot for everything you’ve done for me.”

Blake looks up, sees me, and grins. I wave the dollar bill back and forth along with my hips, doing my best to my sexy but probably failing miserably.

“If I did have one, it would be a lot more than that.” Blake grins, rising to his feet.

He really is ruggedly gorgeous as he moves toward me with such a swagger and a confidence that it nearly takes my breath away. This “crush” I have on him is quickly blossoming into something bigger and more intense, and even if I wanted to shake it for sensible reasons, I’m confident that that would be impossible at this stage.

“Well, I feel like I owe you something…” I tell him, my voice low as he continues to approach me, eyes moving up my body, starting at my ankles and continuing until they reach my eyes.

“Yeah? Well, if you wanna give me something…” he says, slipping his hand between my legs, causing a gasp to escape from between my lips, “I’m sure we could work something out.”

5

Luna

My mother is downstairs reading, and Blake has his hand between my legs.

I’m both freaked out and turned on at the same time. What does that make me? Does that make me a freak? Does that make me kinky? Do I have some kind of a fetish or something? I don’t know, and right now, I don’t care. All I know is that I’m staring right into his eyes – his gorgeous, almond-brown eyes – and feeling my body come alive all over.

The next thing I know, Blake is pressing me up against the wall, popping the button on my jeans and tugging down the zipper.

“Blake!” I whisper, panicked and thrilled at the same time. “My mom!”

“She’s all caught up in her book,” he replies, apparently not bothered. “Just don’t make too much noise…if you can help it.”

Before I can reply, he has two fingers down my pants and is pulling my panties aside. His middle and index finger slide into my slit and slowly trace their way up. It’s at that moment that I realize how much more turned on I am than I realized. I’m soaking, and so is the fabric of my panties, and Blake’s lips twist into a grin as he moves in and gently lets them graze against mine. It’s not quite a kiss; it’s just the hint of one.

My back arches off the wall like a branch being bent just up to its breaking point as he teases my opening with his fingertips. His other hand slips up my shirt and cups my left breast, setting my body alive in a whole new way. And just as I think he’s about to enter me, he dances back up with his incredible touch and applies a magical touch to my tender little button.

I know my mom’s downstairs. I know we have to be quiet or we’re going to be in big trouble. But I just can’t help myself.

The sensation is too amazing, and a moan escapes my lips.

Fortunately for me, Blake moves quickly. The hand he has on my breast instantly snaps to my lips, muffling the sound that comes from my mouth.

“Hush now, sis,” he whispers. “Or Mom’s gonna hear us.”

Oh God. His words instantly inflame me. Yeah, there’s something definitely wrong with me, but I do not care right now.


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