Back Dream Spinner
Chapters (37)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Right at Him
  5. Ivan the Terrible
  6. I Blew It
  7. Don’t Give Up
  8. Whoosh
  9. Because We Love You
  10. Anytime
  11. Worth It
  12. Keep Putting in the Work
  13. Porn Preferences
  14. Us. Here. Finally.
  15. B
  16. Safe Place
  17. Fireman’s Hold
  18. Scratched the Surface
  19. Back on Track
  20. That Path Is Always Open to You
  21. Two Drawers
  22. Off
  23. Setup
  24. Tripped
  25. Stolen Base
  26. In Her Corner
  27. She Was Mine Before
  28. Fly Forever
  29. Deviled Eggs
  30. The Women
  31. Soar
  32. Discover More
  33. A Preview of "Dream Keeper”
  34. A Perfect World
  35. About the Author
  36. Also by Kristen Ashley
  37. Praise for Kristen Ashley

He rolled me, and I was pretty sure jam and butter got on his sheets, and even if his hands had a firm clasp on my ass, he lifted his head and said, “Hattie, not sure we’re done talkin’ about this.”

I had a firm hold on his head and was trying to pull it down to me. “We’re done.”

He pushed back on my pull. “I need to know you heard me.”

“I’ll assure you of that after I suck you off.”

There we go.

A steely flash of blue in his eyes and then he quit talking and let me pull him down so I could kiss him.

This I did.

Hard.

And so, he could do no preamble before giving head?

I could too.

I planted a foot in bed and rolled him.

I slid down his body.

No, wait.

Maybe I couldn’t dispense with any preliminaries.

Because there was his chest.

I sucked in a nipple.

And shift…

I raked my teeth over the other one.

The noises he was making?

The way his long, strong body was shifting under mine?

I sucked that nipple too.

He wasn’t playing fair, and I knew this when he cocked a knee, separating my legs, which meant his thigh was pressed to the heart of me.

Well, since it was there…

I rubbed against it.

“Jesus, Hattie,” he growled.

As I started to head to that line of hair that pointed to buried treasure, I lifted my eyes to his.

Man.

Those eyes all turned on…

I shivered.

He helpfully straightened his leg that I was straddling so I could reach my goal.

“Shift, beautiful, wanna play with your pussy while you go down on me,” he invited.

“No, just you.”

“Baby, get your cunt up here beside me,” he ordered roughly.

Okeydoke.

Shivering again, I modified positions as he wanted.

He yanked my panties down to the bend in my knees.

That caused a quake.

I yanked his waistband down his hips.

His pretty, heavy, rock-hard cock jumped free.

My mouth watered.

And now was no time for preamble.

I swallowed it whole.

“Christ,” Axl groaned, driving his hips up and sliding two fingers inside me.

Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah.

I got in position to bob, to suck, to use my hand when needed.

Then I did all that.

And yup.

His cock was hefty.

Way more than a mouthful.

Delicious.

Eventually, after I spent some time licking, sucking and pumping, while Axl stroked and rubbed, Axl tore my panties over my calves, off my feet, caught me at my hips, lifted me bodily up, and planted me on his face.

Then he sucked hard on my clit.

My head jerked back, and I rocked against his mouth.

He pulled me down deeper.

“No fair,” I gasped.

He tongue fucked me.

Totally no fair!

But God.

So good.

“God, honey.”