Chute Yeah Read online Lani Lynn Vale (The Valentine Boys #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Valentine Boys Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 58871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
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He didn’t catch my drift, though.

Instead of spearing his fingers into my needy center, he slowed to a near stop and circled my clit, but never coming close to touching it.

I gritted my teeth and stopped trying to get him to do anything, knowing that he would do what he wanted anyway.

“Now you get it.” He laughed huskily against me.

Then his teeth sank into the skin at the base of my neck, and I clenched so hard I almost came.

If his fingers had only been in me when he’d done that…

“I can practically hear your brain ticking.” He chuckled. “What do you want?”

“Your cock?” I didn’t see the point in lying.

I wanted it deep inside me, moving in and out slowly, as he worked me to where I wanted to be.

Something in which he likely knew.

But he wanted to draw out my pleasure. Wanted to always make sure I came at least twice.

When sometimes I just wanted to be bent over and fucked hard.

“Hard?” he wondered.

Again, I didn’t see the point in telling him otherwise when I knew that he was going to do what he wanted when he wanted it.

Banks Valentine moved to the beat of his own drum and expected everyone else to do much the same.

“Soft?” He bit me again, much softer this time.

I moaned and closed my eyes, rocking my forehead back and forth along the hallway wall.

“Or do you just want me inside of you at this point?” he asked. “Anything will do once I’m in you?”

Those were the magical words.

“Yes,” I finally answered.

Not sure which one I was actually answering yes to at this point.

Maybe the third option was right.

Anything would do.

Before I could tell him that anything would do, though, he slowly started to ease inside of me, one delicious inch at a time.

When I thought that I was going to come, he pulled back, not allowing me to cross the line into oblivion.

He did this, again and again, until I was on the verge of tears.

“Banks, please,” I whispered. “Please.”

“Tell me what I want to hear,” he ordered.

I had no idea whatsoever what he wanted to hear.

So, I just told him everything that was on my mind at that second in time.

“I kind of hate you,” I whispered brokenly, pressing my forehead hard against the wall, causing it to ache. “I hate that you make me so happy. I hate that you make me feel so good. I hate that one day, you’re probably going to realize that I’m not good for you. I hate that we’re so close to finishing y’all’s house, meaning after you’re done with me, I’ll have no other reason to see you. But most of all, I don’t hate you. I love you. I’ve loved you since we were teenagers, and you were teasing me about my shoes.” I swallowed hard. “The day that you said yes when I asked you to the dance was the happiest day of my life.”

He groaned and buried his face into my neck, and his cock into my pussy.

I gasped at the suddenness of it but didn’t have much of a chance to say anything more because he slowly started to fuck me. Taking me in slow but consistent increments.

It was exactly what I needed.

Within seconds I was done.

My clit felt like it hardened between my thighs, and soon I was coming so intensely that my eyes hurt.

I moaned and moved my head sideways, letting out a yelling curse.

He cursed right along with me when I clamped down on his cock.

And seconds after that, when I felt him jerking inside of me, I continued to shudder all around him.

“The worst day of my life,” he rasped. “Was standing you up. The best day was when you let me into your life again. I’m sorry I was such a shithead when we were kids, and even more sorry that I can’t erase that day from existence. You were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen that night. But right now? You’re exquisite. I don’t know if it’s because I know you’re mine. If it’s because you glow when you come. Hell, it’s probably just because you’re that gorgeous. But, honey? I just want you to know, I won’t fuck this up. I will not. Not now, not in a year. Not in twenty. You’re… baby. You’re mine. It’s too soon for rings. It’s too soon for declarations of love…”

He grinned when I opened my mouth to comment.

“I know how you feel. I know how I feel,” he said. “But I don’t want to go that far just yet. I want you to say it to me when I deserve it.”

I would’ve said he deserved to hear it right now, but I knew what he meant.

This was still new.

We still had a lot of hurdles to jump over before we got to that point and muddying up the waters with talk of feelings wasn’t the best idea yet.


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