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Chapters (36)
  1. Cover
  2. Full Page Image
  3. Bishop Brothers World suggested reading order
  4. Bishop Family Tree
  5. Quote
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  29. EPILOGUE
  30. BONUS EPILOGUE
  31. What’s Next
  32. About the Author
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“Fuck, you’re drippin’. My brother didn’t take care of this needy clit? No wonder you’re actin’ like an uptight bitch.”

“God, you’re an arrogant asshole,” she mutters as she lifts her hips, reaching for more of my hand.

“Confident, babe. You wouldn’t have come lookin’ for me if he’d taken care of you properly. You’d be in his bed instead of here with me.”

“You’re such a prick,” she seethes, but her head quickly falls back with a moan when I rub faster.

I thrust two fingers inside, twisting them deep and hard. She yelps, panting and clinging to the stand behind her.

“Moan for me like that again, Hads,” I taunt, feathering kisses along her exposed neck. “Let everyone know I’m the reason for your pleasure.”

“Please, Knox…” she begs, her labored breathing echoing in the small space.

“You wanna tell me again how you faked it? Or do I need to edge you over and over until you admit you didn’t?”

“You wouldn’t…” she hisses, her eyes struggling to stay open.

“Try me. Threaten a man’s pride, and he’ll do just about anything to prove you wrong. So explain in detail how much you came all over my hand and how you nearly squirted on my face.”

“Fine, fine! I came. Are you happy now?”

“Not even close,” I mutter, brushing my lips over hers. “Get on your knees.”

Her eyes pop open as my fingers still. Once she realizes I’m serious, I back up slightly, giving her room to follow my orders. Her eyes narrow as if she’s holding back from saying something. I’m amused as hell because Hadleigh knows if she plays my little game, she’ll get rewarded.

“Undo my jeans,” I demand.

She willingly complies, her mouth nearly salivating for my dick. Hadleigh knows exactly what I want and takes charge. She pulls me out, strokes me a few times, then drops between my legs. I’m mesmerized by her as she slides her tongue along my shaft, then circles along the tip before pulling me between her soft lips.

“Fuck, your mouth is perfect,” I hiss, grabbing the base of her head and fisting her hair. “So damn warm and wet.”

As she hollows her cheeks and sucks, she keeps her eyes locked on mine.

“Such a good girl,” I groan as her hot tongue slides over my piercings. “It’d feel even better in your pussy, wouldn’t it?”

Hadleigh sucks harder until my balls tighten and my spine stiffens.

“Tongue out,” I tell her, pumping myself until I release on her beautiful face. She catches most of it, but I lean down and lick the rest off her cheek before pressing my mouth to hers. As she gets to her feet, I tighten my grip on her hair, keeping our lips fused together.