Rescuing the Superstar – Galentine’s Groupies Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
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“Fucking hell. I can’t believe I missed a second of this.” My legs tremble as I fight the urge to come down her throat. I slide my hand through her thick blonde hair and tug her mouth closer.

When she sucks my cock to the back of her throat and swallows, I tighten my hold on the back of her head as every nerve ending in my body lights the fuck up. I’m dying to feel my little goddess’ pussy stretched tight around my fucking cock, but I don’t want to miss another second of the pleasure she’s giving me. I dig my heels into the bed and hold on while Brielle’s sweet mouth brings me to the edge of orgasm. Then I use my grip on her hair to pull her head back.

“Why did you stop me?” she grumbles.

I drag her sweet body up against mine and remind her, “I’m trying to knock your little ass up.”

“Oh,” she whimpers as I tweak one of her nipples.

I flip her over onto her back and line my cock up with her wet opening. The words that have been hovering on my tongue since the first moment we met slip out before I’m able to stop them. “I love you.”

Her eyes widen and she digs her sharp nails into my shoulders as I thrust deep into her tight pussy. I have to take several deep breaths to stop myself from coming too soon.

I’m a little disappointed that she didn’t respond to my declaration, but I remind myself we actually just met yesterday. I’ll do whatever it takes to convince my little goddess that I mean every word I’ve been saying about our future.

Her large tits bounce as I press my cock deeper with each thrust, fighting the urge to come until I’ve given her several mind-blowing orgasms.

She wraps her silky legs around my waist, and I lean down to kiss her soft lips as I slow my thrusts and circle my hips. When I reach between our bodies and press on her clit, tremors start deep in her pussy as her tight walls clamp down on my cock.

I slowly thrust while her first orgasm rolls through her luscious body. When I lean over to suck one of her nipples into my mouth, she digs her hand into the back of my head and holds on tight.

I slide my arm under her leg and lift it up over my shoulder, which allows me to slide even deeper into her wet pussy. In this position, she’s totally at my mercy as I press deep with each movement of my hips.

Another climax sneaks up on my little goddess, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from coming while her inner muscles tremble around my cock.

My body is begging me to let go and come, but I force myself to hold off until I’ve given her two more orgasms. I’m determined to make sure my little goddess is so fucking addicted to me that she can’t imagine life without me.

I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day and night in bed with Brielle, making love to her until she admits she feels the same way, but work unfortunately called.

Several hours later, I’m sitting backstage waiting for our cue while wishing I was back at the hotel buried deep in my goddess’ sweet pussy. Fucking hell. It seems like each show takes a little more out of me. I’m barely hanging on until this fucking tour is over. At least now, I have something to look forward to when we finally give Soul Obsession an ending.

As memories of our first night together flow through my mind on a continuous loop, I realize I need to stop thinking about Brielle’s sweet body or I’m going to take the stage tonight with full wood.

I breathe deeply several times and do the relaxation exercises that got me through tough times the last time we toured, hoping to get my fucking erection under control.

Once we take the stage, I look out into the audience and zero in on my girl. Knowing she’s out there watching helps me make it through the rest of the concert. While we’re singing the last song, I glance out into the audience and make eye contact with Brielle. When she holds my gaze and mouths “I love you, too,” I stumble over my words and fuck up my dance step, but I don’t fucking care. My little goddess loves me. Life is fucking great.

I want to celebrate privately with my little goddess after the concert, so we end up skipping the after party and have our own “make a baby” party in my hotel room.

I manage to convince my girl to travel with me. She’s a little reluctant to give up her job at the bookstore so I ask my literary agent to pull a few strings and get them a temporary replacement to take Brielle’s shifts for the next few weeks.


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