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
“Congrats on another win,” she says with a spark in her eyes as she plants a kiss on my cheek. But that’s not nearly enough for me, so I grip her chin lightly and turn her head a little, claiming her mouth with mine.
“You know what that means,” I whisper in her ear when we part, and the way she shudders in my arms makes my cock throb. I made a promise to her earlier that if the Aces won today, I’d fuck her while she’s wearing nothing but my jersey. She flushes as we separate, a knowing smile on her face and heat flaming in her eyes.
“You played so well!” my mother exclaims as she reaches for a hug, and I pull her in tight. It’s so good to see her up and moving like this. Since she moved to Denver, I set her up with some of the best doctors in town, and I don’t know what they’ve been doing to help her, but her Parkinson’s symptoms have been noticeably diminished since she started the new treatment regimen.
“How couldn’t I with these two leading ladies out in the stands cheering me on?” I ask my mother before I kiss her cheek.
“Oh, come on now, you can save the flattery for this beauty.” She waves me off and smiles at Hannah, who blushes.
“Do you need a ride home?” Hannah asks her, and my mother shakes her head.
“I’ll be okay but thank you. Go on, go celebrate,” she says and ushers us away, so I kiss her goodbye and head out with Hannah.
The tension and anticipation crackles like electricity between us the entire drive back to her apartment. As soon as we walk through the door of her place, our lips are on each other’s. We kiss hungrily and with abandon all the way to her bedroom, stripping each other’s clothes off until she’s in nothing but her panties and my jersey.
“Take off the panties,” I growl, and with her face flushed, she shucks them down and kicks them away. “Good. Now get on your knees.”
Her eyes flash and she licks her lips as she sinks down in front of me. She gazes up at me with pure hunger, and I can tell from the way her breath is picking up that she’s just as turned on as I am. I rip my boxers off and take my cock in one hand to brush its tip across her plush lips, and she hums in approval.
“Now open that perfect, pretty little mouth of yours for me.” She drops her jaw compliantly, desire flickering in her beautiful, mismatched eyes as she holds my gaze. “Putain, hummingbird, tu me tues.”