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One Shot Too Many
Book: One Shot Too Many Read Online Free
Author: Nikki Winter
Tags: 31 Days of Steamy Mocha
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Billy said, “What?”
    “ I said I love you but you never said it. You just said you wanted to stay near me. For all I know I could be feeling this way all on my own.”
    She glared at him. “Do you think you’d be here right now if I didn’t love you too?”
    He shrugged. “Not sure.”
    Grabbing his bottom lip, she twisted it.
    “Ow, ow, ow, stop, you viper-woman!”
    One brow arched. “Until you know how to use these to do and say intelligent things, I think I should hold onto them.” She pulled harder.
    “Dammit, Billy!”
    “Gonna behave?”
    “Yes!”
    She let go and he rubbed his mouth, as he stared down at her. “Hey, Billy.”
    “What?”
    “I lied.” Then he snatched her to his chest and kissed her.
    She pushed against his shoulders at first, but soon she was moaning into his mouth, making his cock harder than it had ever been and tugging at his hair. He thanked God he’d left it long enough for her hands to run through it.
    Grabbing the backs of her thighs, he lifted her and wrapped her legs around his waist. Noah then pulled at her T-shirt until he reached her bra. Easily enough he unsnapped it as swept his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. His hands curved around her hips and pulled her closer   as he ground into her, Billy ’s hard nipples rubbing against his chest, her whimpers spurring him on.
    Her hand found its way into his sweatpants, gripping him and stroking. Noah groaned and cupped her breasts, thumbing the nipples. She stroked him harder and he shuddered. Clothes. There were too many goddamn clothes. Growling in frustration, he pulled his lips back from hers and slid his hand below the waistband of her shorts and in between her thighs, finding the soaked lips of her pussy and stroking there.
    Her thighs tightened around his waist as her head went back against the door. Billy’s strokes on his cock never stopped, becoming erratic as he curved two fingers into her hot sheath and found her g-spot.
    “Jesus, Noah.”
    He chuckled at the words and found a nipple with his mouth, sucking hard. With a cry Billy came, and he made it a mental goal to go down on her as much as possible later when her cream spilled over his fingers.
    Removing her hand from his cock before he came all over himself like an inexperienced boy, he placed the head at her entrance and kissed her neck. Noah rested his forehead against hers for a moment, their harsh breaths mingling. “I love you, and every problem you have now, we’ll figure out together. ’Kay?”
    He watched the last bit of doubt fade from her gaze, and his heart skipped a beat. Billy kissed him then and murmured, “I love you too. Now please fuck me.”
    Unable to ignore the need in her voice, Noah slammed inside, slowly giving her inch after inch of his cock until he was seated to the hilt. And just as she asked, he fucked her. She locked her ankles at the base of his spine and pulled him in deeper. Air hissed between his clenched teeth as he rested his forearms on either side of her.
    His pace sped up, every sound that left her mouth sending shivers down his spine, making him that much more persistent to please her. Soon she was screaming, moving her hips with his, leaving nail marks in his shoulders. He ignored it all, just needing to feel her tighten around him—and when she did, that was all it took for him to follow her over the edge.
    ***
     
    “You never did answer my question,” Noah murmured in her ear as his fingertips stroked down her back.
    Billy didn’t open her eyes. “What question?” They’d found their way to her bedroom after defiling her door and every other thing in her living room that they could.
    “About marrying me.”
    “You didn’t ask. Your whiskey twin demanded that I do so.”
    He poked her sides and she chuckled.
    Gripping her under her arms, he pulled her up to look down at him. “I’m serious.”
    “Yet you still haven’t asked.”
    His mouth curved. “Is it needed?”
    “Yes.” She
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