Chapters (108)
- Dedication
- 1. Declan
- Declan
- 2. Hannah
- Hannah
- 3. Hannah
- Hannah
- 4. Hannah
- Hannah
- 5. Declan
- Declan
- 6. Hannah
- Hannah
- 7. Declan
- Declan
- 8. Declan
- Declan
- 9. Hannah
- Hannah
- 10. Declan
- Declan
- 11. Hannah
- Hannah
- 12. Declan
- Declan
- 13. Hannah
- Hannah
- 14. Declan
- Declan
- 15. Hannah
- Hannah
- 16. Hannah
- Hannah
- 17. Declan
- Declan
- 18. Hannah
- Hannah
- 19. Hannah
- Hannah
- 20. Hannah
- Hannah
- 21. Declan
- Declan
- 22. Hannah
- Hannah
- 23. Declan
- Declan
- 24. Hannah
- Hannah
- 25. Declan
- Declan
- 26. Hannah
- Hannah
- 27. Declan
- Declan
- 28. Hannah
- Hannah
- 29. Declan
- Declan
- 30. Hannah
- Hannah
- 31. Declan
- Declan
- 32. Hannah
- Hannah
- 33. Hannah
- Hannah
- 34. Declan
- Declan
- 35. Hannah
- Hannah
- 36. Declan
- Declan
- 37. Hannah
- Hannah
- 38. Declan
- Declan
- 39. Hannah
- Hannah
- 40. Declan
- Declan
- 41. Hannah
- Hannah
- 42. Declan
- Declan
- 43. Hannah
- Hannah
- 44. Declan
- Declan
- 45. Hannah
- Hannah
- 46. Hannah
- Hannah
- 47. Declan
- Declan
- 48. Hannah
- Hannah
- 49. Declan
- Declan
- 50. Hannah
- Hannah
- 51. Declan
- Declan
- Epilogue
- Hannah
- Epilogue Two
- Grant
- Books by Nikki Lawson
“Mm, no wonder it’s still so sensitive,” I say as I brush the very tip of my finger against the skin around the piercing. She shudders and the sheets twist in her fists.
“Oh my god,” she whimpers, and I swear I could come just from teasing her like this and watching her reactions. It’s un-fucking-believably hot, so I don’t stop, I just keep slowly dragging my finger around and across the piercing. My cock jumps in my pants every time she jolts or squirms, and when I notice wetness glistening on her folds, my mouth waters.
“What made you get this?” I ask, my voice rough with need.
“I was just trying to live a little. You know, for me.”
There’s nothing she could’ve said that would turn me on more than that. I was already absolutely fucking ravenous for her, but desire coils tighter in my gut and my hand instinctively reaches for one of the many pillows she has stacked on the bed. I lift her easily and wedge the pillow under the small of her back, putting her pussy at the perfect angle.
“There we go, that’s right where I want you,” I say and slide my tongue over her piercing. She whimpers and grips my head with both her hands as if my mouth on her is almost too intense for her to handle.
“I thought you were going to fuck me,” she says when I glance up at her.
My smirk deepens. “I promise I know exactly what you need, but it’s been way too long since I tasted this sweet pussy. And I can’t wait to play with that gorgeous piercing.”
I flick my tongue against it again, sending her tumbling back against the mattress with a cry of pleasure. I shake my head to free it from her grip, then lower my open mouth onto her pussy, taking all of her in. My tongue swirls around her piercing, and when she arches her hips in response, I get so fucking hard that it’s painful.
I don’t know how much longer I can wait to get inside her, but I’m enjoying tasting and teasing her like this so much that I don’t give a damn. The longer I wait, the more I can build her pleasure, the better it will be for both of us when I finally slide into her.
When my tongue drags up her wet folds, pushing them apart to find her clit, she lets out a ragged moan and wraps her legs around my neck, squeezing me with her toned thighs like a vise and pressing my face even deeper into her.