My One Night: An On My Own Novel by Carrie Ryan (life books to read .txt) 📕

on my face as she nearly fell to the floor with her orgasm. I groaned and stood, moving her slightly so she was steady.

“I just…wow.”

“Yeah, wow.”

She looked at me and then rubbed the long, thick line of my cock through my jeans. I groaned, undid my belt, and shoved the denim and my boxer briefs down. I toed out of my shoes and my pants and then stood naked in front of her. Her hand moved to the base of my cock, gripping.

I put my hand over hers, squeezed harder, and met her gaze. When she slowly ran her hand up and down my length, my hand remained over hers, pressing harder and yet letting her set the pace.

I almost came right there, right over those beautiful rose-tipped breasts, but I stopped myself, knowing that I needed a moment.

I met her gaze, swallowed hard, then slowly sat down, reaching for my pants. “Need a condom,” I grunted.

She nodded, then took the foil packet from my hand before ripping it open. I groaned at the sight, nearly coming again. Then, before taking the condom from her and rolling it down my length, she licked her lips again, and I held out a hand.

“Ready?” I asked. She met my gaze before smiling sweetly and climbing onto the loveseat. She knelt, her knees on either side of my hips, her wetness grazing the tip of my cock. I groaned again and slid my hands over her hips, meeting her gaze.

“Ready,” she whispered, and then she slowly lowered herself atop me. She was so tight, far tighter than I expected for some reason, and I closed my eyes and counted to ten. She was fully seated on top of me, my dick inside her to the point I was afraid I might break her, but she just met my gaze after I opened my eyes and slowly pushed my hair from my face.

“Wow,” she breathed, and I grinned.

“That’s a good word for it,” I whispered and slowly rocked my hips. Her whole body shook, and I licked my lips, slowly rotating my hips ever so slightly.

“Whoa, need a minute,” she said, pressing her hands to my shoulders. I froze, sweat trickling down my spine. “Anything you need,” I said, my body shaking.

“You’re just really big, and I, uh, need time to acclimate.”

I grinned. “Well, that’s a very nice thing to say.”

She groaned, rolling her eyes. “You must think very highly of yourself.”

“I can’t help it. You’re tight around me like a fucking vise, and your breasts are right in front of my face,” I whispered, then reached up and licked a nipple before looking back at her. “I’m in fucking heaven.”

“Same. Now move,” she groaned, and I nodded.

“Anything you say,” I said and then moved as requested. She did, as well, rocking her hips and swiveling. I couldn’t help but look at her eyes and wonder who this woman was. Wonder how exactly this had happened. But I wouldn’t regret it. I couldn’t. Because there was something here. Something I couldn’t quite name. We kissed, and we touched, and the two of us moved against one another, our bodies pulsating. I couldn’t help but want more, even though I told myself I shouldn’t. This shouldn’t be more. Couldn’t. And yet, I wasn’t sure how else to feel. I swallowed hard and then kissed her again, slowly sliding my hands between us. I flicked my thumb over her clit, and she shook, her whole body bowing as she came. I pumped into her again, this time harder, and when she met my gaze, I thrust into her one last time, slamming into her, and then I came, too, groaning her name into her mouth as she kissed me again.

After, we were both sweat-slick, shaking, and I held her close, not wanting this to end.

I stood up on shaky legs, and she let out a little squeal. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her to the bed, my dick still inside her. I kissed her again as I lowered us, lingering in the moment. I didn’t want her to tell me that this had been a mistake. That we shouldn’t have done this. So, I kept my mouth on hers, kept her busy.

In the morning, I’d watch her walk away.

But I couldn’t do it now.

Even if I knew I should.

Chapter 4

Elise

I slowly opened my eyes and sank into the warmth behind me. Strong arms tightened like a band around my waist, and a very hard, very thick part of him pressed against my backside.

I froze, but the person holding me didn’t tighten their arms, didn’t move. Instead, he just breathed a little deeper along the back of my neck, sending shivers I didn’t want to think about too hard down my spine.

I had just had my first one-night stand.

And now we were creeping into the morning, and I would have to do that walk of shame pretty soon. If I didn’t, it would end up being a full-day stand, and that wasn’t what I had signed up for. Besides, I didn’t think a one-day stand existed.

I let out a breath and tried not to let the memories of the night before slide to the forefront of my mind. And yet, there they were, coming full force.

Much like I had the night before.

I held back a groan at the horrible joke. I knew that if I was making silly puns, even in my head, I was well on my way to a nervous breakdown.

I tried to move, knowing I needed to get up, find my clothes, and get home. I had texted Corinne the night before so she knew where I was. But she would come to find me if I didn’t get out of here soon. There were reasons you checked in with your friends, and though Dillon seemed like a nice guy and knew how to bring a woman to orgasm not once but four times in a