Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Table of Contents
- About This Book
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Epilogue
- Preview of Love Unexpected
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
“JAMES!” I squeal and then I’m in his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist as his lips attack mine. “I missed you so much,” I tell him between kisses. “I never want to be apart again.” He grabs me by the back of my neck and holds me to him as we kiss like lovers who haven’t seen each other in years and not the four days it’s been. He tightens his hold on the back of my neck and grips my butt through my coat pulling me harder against him. The kiss and the fact that my sex is completely opened up for him has me feeling dizzy and I try to regain my balance as he sets me on my feet.
“Fucking missed you.” He tells me as he grabs both of my suitcases, leaving me with just my purse and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of his chivalry.
We make our way to the car and the second we’re alone my hand reaches for his dick, wanting to mount him in the parking lot of the train station.
He grabs my hand and brings it to his lips. “Let me touch you,” I tell him. He looks at me with the sweetest and yet most sexy eyes as he holds both of my hands between his and places kisses all over my fingers.
“I want to wait.”
Wait? Is he kidding? “Till we get home?”
“Till we get home from dinner tonight.”
My eyes widen and I almost choke on my own spit that had pooled in my mouth at the thought of sucking his dick while he drove us home. “J…” I trail off. “Don’t you want me after not having me for four days?”
“Exactly. If I have a taste we aren’t making it to dinner.”
“Aaaand would that be the end of the world?”
“Okay, nympho, can we do something romantic?” he jokes as he pulls out of the garage.
I hold my hands out before pointing to his pelvis and than mine. “What is more romantic than your cock inside of me?”
A loud hearty laugh leaves his mouth and he squeezes my hand before kissing it again. “So I have turned you into a little nympho. I’m not even going to pretend that doesn’t make me proud as fuck.”
“You’re proud that you turned your little sister into a sex crazed lunatic that is quite literally thirsty for your cum?”
“Gabrielle Simone.” He feigns shock over my comment but I can see the smile in his eyes.
“Oooh the middle name. Sorry, Daddy.” I giggle and he takes a deep breath and lets it out through his nose before running his tongue over his teeth.
“You can’t manipulate me into getting what you want.”