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

“No, I won’t.” Emma tore at the button to her jeans and was wiggling out of them when he caught up and helped her get them and her panties off. She hadn’t intended to get completely naked, but she couldn’t be bothered with details like that when he was positioning her legs on his shoulders. “Whaa… What’re you… Oh my God,” she said on a long, drawn-out sigh that ended in a sound that resembled a sob.

He pushed her legs farther apart and buried his face between them, drawing her rigid clit into his mouth and making her come so hard, she saw stars and had to bite her lip to keep from screaming from the blast of heat that incinerated her. And with that, she’d had more sex in one day with him than in her entire life before him. She barely had time to catch her breath before he started over again, using his tongue and fingers to arouse her to the point of madness. Then she felt pressure against her back door and froze in shock as his finger breached her in a place where no one had ever touched her before.

“Relax,” he whispered. “You’ll love it.”

Dear sweet baby Jesus, she’d been about to lose her mind all over again, and then he touched her there, driving his finger into her as he sucked on her clit again, making her come harder than she ever had before.

“Mmm, so hot,” he whispered before withdrawing from her and pulling a blanket over her. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Emma couldn’t have moved if the house had been on fire. Her entire body twitched with aftershocks from two powerful orgasms. She heard water running in the bathroom and then he was back, dropping his jeans and underwear by the bed before crawling in and reaching for her.

“Did I shock you?”

“Little bit.”

“Good shock or bad shock?”

“Umm, you couldn’t tell?”

“I don’t want to make assumptions.”

“Everything about this with you is a good shock. The best kind of shock.”

He cupped her face and turned her into his kiss. “For me, too.”

Like every time they kissed, this one quickly went from a light caress to a tongue-twisting duel that had them both straining for more.

Emma flattened her hand on his chest and dragged it down to encircle his hard cock. She withdrew from the kiss so she could see his face. “Show me how you like it.”

“I’ll like anything you do,” he said, sounding tense.

“Like this?” She tightened her grip and moved her hand up and down in a slow tease that had his eyes closing and his lips parting.

“Yeah,” he said. “Like that.”

“How about this?” She dragged her thumb over the head, sliding through the moisture gathered at the tip.