Back Every Little Thing
Chapters (33)
  1. Author’s Note
  2. Prologue
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Chapter 21
  24. Chapter 22
  25. Chapter 23
  26. Chapter 24
  27. Chapter 25
  28. Chapter 26
  29. Chapter 27
  30. Chapter 28
  31. Chapter 29
  32. Epilogue
  33. About the Author

“You are so sweet and so soft and so sexy,” he said as he kissed a path to her belly. “I’m completely addicted to you.” With his hands on her thighs, he pushed her legs apart and dipped his tongue into her heat.

She moaned and raised her hips in encouragement.

Grasping her bottom with both hands, he feasted on her, sucking her clit into his mouth and drawing a screaming orgasm from her. He pressed two fingers into her to ride the waves of her release and triggered a second wave when he pushed a wet finger into her anus. He kept his finger buried deep inside her as he drove his cock into her, filling her from both sides as one orgasm rolled into another. He loved the sounds she made, the gasps, the moans and the way she gave him everything she had every time they made love. Her every thought and emotion was on full display. With his Emma, there was no artifice, only truth.

He rocked into her from the front and the back, and when he dropped his head to suck on her nipple, she exploded all over again, her muscles clamping down so hard on his cock and finger that he came, too, rocking into her again and again, lost in the purest bliss he’d ever experienced.

She clung to him, their bodies damp with sweat, both of them breathing hard.

He needed to withdraw from her, to get up, to clean up, but he couldn’t seem to get the message from his brain to muscles gone lax with satisfaction.

Emma held him close and ran her fingers through his hair, even as her body continued to throb.

Gray couldn’t believe it when he felt himself begin to harden again inside her.

She groaned when she felt it, too. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

Chuckling, he withdrew from her slowly, going for maximum effect and loving the way she quivered from the aftershocks. He placed a kiss on her soft belly. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

“I couldn’t move if I had to.”

He went into the bathroom, washed up and brought a warm washcloth back to bed for her. When she would’ve taken it from him, he said, “Let me.” He eased her legs apart and pressed the warm cloth to her sensitive flesh, loving the flush that overtook her body when he touched her so intimately.

“I had all these plans for tonight,” he said. “We were going to get dressed up and dance and have dinner, and then I was going to sweet-talk you into bed.”

“You started with the sweet talk, and look at where we ended up.”

“I can’t help it if I’m powerless to resist you.”

“Likewise.”

“Simone told me to order shrimp pad Thai from the place down the block if I wanted to make you happy.”