Valentine (A Standalone Novel) (Bad Boy Romance Book)

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Authors: Claire Adams
you do." I dipped a
finger into her and pressed it in a little. "Then, I'm gonna fuck you real
nice and hard."
    "Please," she whimpered as I
moved to the bed and sat her down. It didn't take her long to have my pants to
my knees and her mouth spread over my cock, sucking and licking as if her life
depended on it.
    I gripped a large handful of her black
hair and used my hold on her to fuck her properly. She was a pro and I'd met my
match for the evening, which was good and bad. It would be a great ride, but
I'd probably limp away with my heart aching for something more than another one-night
stand.
    The brunette appeared in my thoughts
again, and I loosened my hold on Elise's hair. My fingers brushed by her pretty
face lovingly, soft.
    "Rougher." She looked up at me
and growled.
    "Right." I gripped her again and
jerked her off my cock before manhandling her onto the bed. She fought against
me a little, slapping at my chest and acting as if she didn't want to be
pressed to the bed below me.
    I moved off the bed and worked on a condom
as she lifted her ass into the air and shook it at me.
    "Make me scream," she groaned as
I grabbed her ass and crawled up on the bed behind her. "I don't want to
feel anything but you fucking me."
    "Good. Hold on tight, girl." I
didn't work myself into her as I would most any other woman. I had a big cock
and few women had been with someone of my size, but this girl was asking for
depravity. I was happy to give it to her.
    She screamed as she rose to her hands and
pressed back against my thrusts, taking me in and shaking slightly as she came
hard.
    "Good girl." I didn't give her
time to catch her breath before I started to take full advantage of the
pleasure she offered me.
    I wanted to make love to the pretty girl
on the side of the road, but fucking the needy bitch beneath me would have to
do for the night.
    There was little chance that fate would
align the stars in a way that would have me seeing the rich hottie-tottie that
had stolen my thoughts again.
    "More." The girl took over our
sex and worked herself against me. I stood at the edge of the bed, enjoying the
sight of her taking what she needed. I wasn't going to come. I had nothing to
give due to the lack of true feeling for the stranger in front of me. In the
past, I would have come three or four times through the night, but something had
changed over the last year.
    I wanted more.
    Needed it.
    I closed my eyes and let out a shaky sigh
as I forced myself to make Elise become the girl from earlier in the night. Her
back arched in my mind and I slid my hand up it, memorizing the beautiful
curves of her body and wanting to touch all of them.
    My breathing hitched as I watched her look
back at me with adoration on her face. She was a princess. A queen – and she
wanted me. Forever.
    It was sick, but I didn't care. I needed
the fantasy to find release in reality. I cried out as my orgasm hit. The girl
beneath me milked me until I could hardly stand and then wanted more.
    I found a way to untangle myself from her,
got dressed, and stumbled downstairs to find Sam. I hated myself for sleeping
around. It was the one thing I promised myself I would try to stop doing
because of how I felt when it was all said and done, and yet the neediness
inside of me to be loved in any manner by a woman was consuming.
    "You getcha some?" Sam patted my
chest and handed me the keys to his truck.
    "Yeah." I took the keys and
walked toward the kitchen. "Come on. I'm ready to get out of here."
    "What? We just got here. There's a
lot of beautiful women here tonight." He ran into me as I stopped by the
door to let another horde of girls into the house.
    "Yeah, and all they want is your
dick." I glanced over at him and chuckled as he gave me a look.
    "And what the fuck is wrong with
that? My dick is officially for sale."
    "Not on my watch, buddy. Let's get
you home."

 
    Chapter 5
    Val

 
 
    The music was way too loud at the frat
party, but it always was. I tried to

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