Something So Irresistible Read Online Natasha Madison (Something So #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Something So Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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My hands get lost in her hair as she presses herself to me, both of us forgetting where we are when we hear the guys walking down the hall.

She pulls away. “Two hours.” She rubs her hands on my chest. She finally pushes away from me and I stand up, opening the door, and seeing Matthew coming out of the room looking down. I wait at the door as he stops here also.

“Is your boyfriend picking you up?” he asks and Allison smiles.

“As if I would make him come to that ambush. Nope, Max is taking me home.”

“I can drive you home,” Matthew pipes in and I know he’s full of shit. He’s dying to get back to Karrie.

“Isn’t Karrie waiting for you?” Allison asks, putting her bag over her shoulder and picking up her luggage.

“Fine, but you.” He points at me. “You see this fucking clown I want a picture and I would be okay if you roughed him up a bit.”

I shake my head and laugh at him.

“I mean, not like punches, but tell him I’m scary and shit.”

“Yeah, you’re so scary. I still have pictures of you with eye shadow,” Allison says, walking out before us. “Green is not your color.”

“I can’t say no to my girls.” He shrugs his shoulders.

The bus ride is quiet with everyone doing their own thing and the plane ride is even worse. Many of the guys nod out while I watch, I don’t even know what I’m watching. I can’t concentrate on anything with Allison sitting next to me, her head falling on my shoulder.

When we all make it off the plane we walk to the car, getting in without a word. I pull off as a couple of cars follow me, but I still reach over, grabbing her hand, and she leans in a bit.

“I need to shower before I come to bed,” she says, walking into the bedroom, dropping her bag in the corner.

I pick it up and bring it into my closet, placing it in the middle of the room. She follows me, opens her bag, grabs her stuff, and then walks to the bathroom. The need to follow her is like trying to catch my next breath. But she’s nothing if not someone who needs to be respected and cherished, even if my balls have turned a shade of blue and I’m pretty sure I’ve gotten two more calluses from jerking off so much. I wait for her in the bed. I flip through the channels, stopping on the highlights from last night’s game.

She walks out of the bathroom, her hair tied again on the top of her head, and she wears booty shorts and a gray T-shirt. It’s nothing sexy, no lace, no silk, no garters, yet it’s the sexiest thing I have ever seen. She places her knee on the bed and then crawls over to me. She sits on me, her pussy right over my cock, which is ready to start this party. She leans in and kisses me. This time I let her take what she needs.

“So this is going to be really awkward, but I need to tell you something,” she says, using her finger to trace some of the ink on my shoulder.

“Awkward I can do,” I say, trying to ease her. “What’s the matter?” I have to be honest I thought she was going to tell me she got her period. The last thing I expected was what she said.

“So I’m a virgin.” She throws her hands up. “I mean, I’ve done stuff, lots of stuff.”

“Not interested in hearing about the stuff you did with other men, angel, when you’re sitting on my cock,” I counter.

She rolls her eyes. “You are aware that there is a website out there that rates all athletes in the sex area, right?”

I look at her. “What?”

“So say we have sex. I can go onto this website and tell them about my experience and rate you.”

I’m shocked. I mean, I knew that puck bunnies all stood together and they all spoke, but to have a website. “Did you read them?” I ask her and she looks down.

“I did and then I couldn’t take it, so I blocked the site so I wouldn’t be tempted to go back.” She looks up. “You’re very well rated.”

“Again not interested in talking about sex with other people,” I tell her, about to toss her off of me.

“Well, since we are dating I thought you would like to know I’m not as experienced as you are.” And that is the last thing she says before I flip her off of me and put her under me.

“You’re untouched,” I tell her, looking into her eyes as she rolls them. “It’s not like I didn’t have the opportunity. It just never felt—”

I don’t let her finish. I just crush my lips on hers, and her legs wrap around my waist, where she locks her ankles at my back.


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