Bad Apple Read online Elle Kennedy

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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“I promised you a place to stay. For eight days,” I say firmly. “I want you to promise that when the time is up, you’ll…”

“I’ll what? Leave?”

“Y-yes.”

He snakes one hand up my spine, cradles my head, and tilts it so we’re eye to eye. With his other hand, he wedges me flush against the wall, and then shoves one denim-clad leg between my thighs.

There’s something seriously kinky about the way he’s efficiently trapped me in place. He can have his way with me right this second, screw me standing up in the bathroom of a rapper’s private jet. The naughty scenario causes a drop of moisture to pool inside my panties, and I know Ben can feel the heat emanating from my core.

“You’re ruining the mood,” he murmurs, tightening his grip on my waist.

“How am I doing that?”

“You’re talking about us parting ways.”

“Just promise me we’ll say goodbye when the eight days are up.” I force out the words, if only to appease my own peace of mind.

“I’ll promise later.” He wiggles his leg and the friction it creates over my yoga pants drives me mad.

“C’mon, just promise. I told you, I don’t want any complications in my life. You’re the boy toy, remember?” It’s getting harder to formulate thoughts when he keeps rubbing his thigh against me like that.

“Fine.” He slants his head and offers a placating smile. “I promise not to complicate your life.”

It isn’t the guarantee I asked for, but with my clit swollen from his muscular thigh rubbing against it and my nipples so hard they actually hurt, suddenly the last thing I want to do is talk.

“Ever done it on an airplane?” His voice is silky as a caress, and thick with sexual promise.

“You know the answer to that.” I gasp as he tugs at the waistband of my pants and slides them down, along with my underwear, leaving me exposed from below the waist.

“Well, I think we should rectify that.”

I wait for him to unzip and thrust inside me, but he doesn’t. Instead, he stretches one arm in the direction of the pristine white sink and slides open the drawer beneath it. A second later he holds up a handful of brightly colored condom packets.

“Choose your poison,” he teases.

I cup him over the denim and give his hard dick a squeeze. “I choose this one.”

He chokes out a groan and shoots me a look so full of hunger I almost come on the spot. Those metallic blue eyes sweep from my flushed face to my slick core, devouring my body in a way that has my knees thumping together.

With an impatient growl, I snatch one of the condoms from his hand, tear open the package and reach for his zipper. He laughs huskily, but I don’t care. I can’t take it anymore. I’m turned on beyond belief.

I free him from his jeans and roll the latex onto the long length of his cock. “I need you inside me,” I order. “Now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

He plants one hand on my ass and angles my body for better access. Before I can blink, he slides into my pussy with a thrust so hard and deep that the plane actually shakes. Pleasure rockets through me, and—

Wait a second. The plane is shaking?

A light knock raps against the lavatory door. “Mr. Barrett?” comes the flight attendant’s voice.

Ben lets out a string of curses so utterly indecent my cheeks grow warm. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he mutters. He’s buried deep inside me, and my inner muscles involuntarily tighten around his cock, causing him to swear again.

He grips my waist to keep me from moving.

“Sorry,” I whisper.

“What is it?” he calls at the closed door.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, but the captain just announced we’re experiencing some turbulence. It’s very light, but you and your guest will need to return to your seats.”

Panic jolts through me. Swear to God, if this plane crashes, I’m going to kick Ben Barrett’s stupid ass.

Ben mumbles something under his breath.

“What’d you say?” I demand.

“I said fuck.”

“Oh.”

His lips curve with amusement. “You’ve really got to stop answering everything with ‘oh.’”

“Why the hell are you smiling? Didn’t you hear her? We’re turbulent!”

He snickers softly. “No, we’re experiencing light turbulence.” He rocks his hips, and I suddenly remember he’s still lodged inside me. “I can be fast. How ’bout you?”

But all my arousal has dissipated. “Are you insane?” I hiss, and I’m already wiggling away and bending down to collect my pants. From the corner of my eye, I see Ben’s huge cock springing up toward his abs. He’s still rock-hard.

“Aw, come on, babe. It’s just a bit of turbulence,” he complains.

I hurriedly slip into my clothes. “The flight attendant said to return to our seats. I’m not disobeying an order!”

Ben’s laughter heats the back of my neck as he eases in behind me. “You are fucking crazy—anyone ever told you that?”


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