Triple Threat Read Online Free

Triple Threat
Book: Triple Threat Read Online Free
Author: Bella Jeanisse
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Romantic Erotica
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out of control. I gasped as an orgasm started to build. I reached up and dug my nails into his shoulders. Tears fell from my eyes.
    “Ah!” My eyes squeezed shut. I clung to him while I trembled inside and out. I was shocked at myself. “Stop, Chad! Please!”
    “I made you come.” He laughed softly in my ear.
    Then he pulled away from me. I pulled my panties back up with shaking hands. Soon he went back to kissing me and I could feel his boxers were up again.
    Minutes later, he passed out. It was difficult, but I got him off me and under a blanket. I decided I would give Chad one more gift. I knew he would be happy to wake up next to me in bed. I got up, took off my bra and donned one of his T-shirts.
    When I climbed back on Chad’s bed, I looked at him. He was on his back. He looked adorable. I moved closer to him, ran my hand through his hair and smiled. If I was going to sleep next to a guy all night, I was strangely happy that it was him. Chad would make me feel safe. Like always.
    Chad let out a sigh as I played with his hair. I moved up a bit and kissed his lips. Then he turned and put his arms around me. I couldn’t get out of his grasp, so I just lay my head on his pillow and put my arm around him too.
    I woke up to the feeling of a hand caressing the skin of my back, under my shirt. As I became more aware, I felt an arm around me. It took me only seconds to remember it was Chad.
    I smiled when I thought about the dream I’d been having right before awakening. In it, I had let Chad make love to me. He was an amazing lover. I was startled by Chad kissing me.
    “This is the best birthday present you could’ve given me,” he whispered as he pulled me closer to him.
    My head was on his arm. “Please tell me you understand I only did this for your birthday. My feelings for you didn’t change.”
    “Did we… do it last night?” Chad asked.
    I looked up at him. “No. I said I wouldn’t.”
    “I asked you to?”
    “More like you begged me.”
    “I’m so sorry.” He sounded very angry at himself. “I don’t remember anything. Did you at least have a good time at the party? I’m sorry I got so drunk.”
    I took a deep breath. I was glad he didn’t remember seeing me kiss Derek. Then I realized he didn’t remember seeing or touching most of my body either. I was relieved by that as well. “We both had fun, don’t worry.”
    Chad loosened his grip on me. I saw him look down my body. Then he lifted his shirt that I was wearing. “You still wear pretty panties.” His hand slid under my shirt and went up.
    I quickly grabbed his hand. “No. Please don’t touch me under my clothes.”
    “Can I feel them over the shirt?”
    I closed my eyes and leaned my head on him. He never touched my breasts without at least a bra over them. I wasn’t sure if I could handle it. “OK. But if I ask you to stop, please listen.”
    “You know I will, baby.”
    I looked up at him again. He kissed me. It took merely seconds for us to be kissing with so much passion; I wanted to sleep with him. Then I felt his hand over my breast. His heart began to beat a bit faster as he caressed me over my clothes.
    “I love you so much,” he softly said as his mouth moved to my neck and his fingers were slowly running over my hard nipple.
    I felt my need for him building and I fought it hard. The lust developing inside was stronger than ever before. I involuntarily let out a sigh, loving his touch. It felt so good. I wanted his hand under my top. Then his hand moved to my back and our kissing got to the point of urgency.
    While we still kissed hungrily, he pulled my leg up over his hip. He caressed my thigh then pushed his hard cock against my panties. When he started touching my ass, I wanted to just give into him. Then I felt his hand inching under my panties, at the crotch. Soon, he started massaging my clit with his fingers. I moaned with delight. By then, I was dying for him to fuck me, but my fear of losing him
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