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
“Then what’s taking you so long?” I challenge, the words tumbling out before I can second-guess them. But when his eyes snap to mine in the mirror again, I shudder, because I know that was a challenge he can’t resist. Hell, maybe he never had any intention of resisting it.
Without warning, he shifts around me to wedge himself between me and the counter and drops to his knees with my pussy right at his eye level. My breath catches in the back of my throat because I’m expecting him to eat me out like this, but instead, he reaches for one of my legs and starts to lift it over his shoulder.
Using the counter to steady myself, I hike one leg over his shoulder—but then he reaches for the other leg.
“Wait! What are you doing?” I ask, my heart racing a little as I try to hold myself up.
He smirks up at me, a mischievous look on his handsome features. “You trust me, right?”
“Of course I do. But are you sure you can hold me?”
He nods hungrily, his eyes glinting. “Positive. I’ve got you. Grab on to my shoulders.”
“What do you mean? What are you—”
The last of my words transforms into a gasp when he throws my other leg over his shoulder. My stomach flips as I feel like I’m falling for a second, but he was right. He’s got me.
He doesn’t stop there though. When he’s sure I have a solid hold on him, he rises up to his feet, standing up straight with me resting on his shoulders and his face buried in my pussy.
Gripping me by the ass, he holds me in place there as if I weigh nothing. I’m amazed he can stand up while holding me like this, and I’m a little worried I’m going to fall off of him, but his fingers dig into my ass to hold me in place. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and shoulders, and a moan rushes out of me as his tongue explores my pussy. It feels incredible as he works his way up my folds to my clit and back, and I dig my fingers into the back of his head to keep from screaming.
When his tongue finds my clit, playing with the piercing in my hood, my head falls back as a throaty moan rolls out of me. With my eyes fluttering from the sheer pleasure of it all, I bring my gaze back down and realize I can see everything happening in our reflection in the mirror. A thrill courses through me—I never knew I’d be into something like this, but holy fuck.