Hollywood Hearts (A Bad Boy Love Triangle Romance): (Hollywood Hearts Book 1) Read Free

grabbed both sides of my face and pulled me in closer.

    Each nuance of his kiss - the noise, the gentle then forceful tongue caresses, this enigmatic energy he gave off - felt devastatingly sexy and were as assertive and dominant as his dance moves. He had me.  

    To gain some hint of control, I seized the scruff of his wavy, dark hair tightly and tugged him toward me a little, not letting the kiss end just yet. He smiled through it and my butterflies began batting more aggressively.  

    His lips left mine and with closed eyes, he tilted his head forward with a light exhale.

    One of his hands met my neck and the other creeped up under my shirt and onto the small of my back, massaging up and down the rolls of my stomach with gentle precision. I had to hold back and not push him away, hating when guys felt what size I truly was but he didn’t make me feel self-conscious.

    “You have the softest skin,” he rasped.

    My body bent forward to his, as much as it could over the handbrake and I clutched at his hair with further force. He possessed me again, sucking and biting on my lower lip then dancing his tongue wildly back into my mouth.

    “Come here,” he said gently and guided me on top of him in one swift, well-rehearsed, movement. “You’ve wanted this all night, I know you have.”

    His hard mound, bound by his jeans, pushed hard against my crotch while I straddled his waist. His lips maneuvered over my chin and down to my throat, giving small kisses along the way. He bit lightly at my neck and I threw my head back in ecstasy.  

    He licked and sucked his way down further and further, bringing his index finger up to brush at the neck of my top. He tugged it down hard, bringing my left bra cup with it. My rosy nipple freed itself, exposed and hard; a dead giveaway to my current level of arousal. He tilted down so he could suck on it, taking it into his mouth. I grabbed tightly onto his big arms as his soft, wet lick glided back and forth in-between bouts of deep, passionate suction. I tingled, already so wet for him with every hair prickling on my skin in response to each touch.

    His other hand met the curve of my neck and he squeezed. Releasing my swollen nipple from his mouth, his lips dragged back up to meet mine again and he sucked down on my lower lip again. The neck of my top bounced back up over my large breasts and I released a light whimper.

    He placed both of his palms on my waist, tenderly learning each curve and I noticed my breath had grown shallow. “You’re a bad girl, huh?”

    “No,” I told him honestly, shaking my head.  

    “Yes, you are.” He wrapped my ponytail around one of his fists, yanking it back until my neck was completely exposed and vulnerable which left me aching and desperate for what he planned to do to me. He planted more pecks over my now-shirted breasts, biting through the fabric.  

    “You’re going to be screaming my name by the end of this.” I trembled and his bulge grew larger…

    “Hunter, I…”

    There was a tap on the window. I immediately leaped back over to the passenger seat, bruising my thigh on the handbrake. I folded my arms in front of me as I watched big Gunner standing there.

    “Hey, Hunter,” he rapped on the window again. Hunter let out a deep, husky sigh of frustration and opened the window.

    “Yep?”

    Gunner knelt down and saw me sitting there coyly, my arms wrapped around my body, staring blankly out the windscreen with embarrassment.

    “Just seeing if Ellie was okay. Seems she is though, so—” His voice sounded defeated. “I’ll catch you later brother. Ellie, you be safe.” I had hurt him though I shouldn’t be made to feel guilty for it.

    “I should go.” I opened the door and Hunter captured my hand tightly in his sweaty palm.

    “No. Wait, what the fuck? It was just getting good.” I snatched my hand out of his grasp.

    “Sorry. I got stuff to do tomorrow morning.”  

    The moment after releasing my hand, he