Chapters (39)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Epilogue
- Excerpt from Boss Witch
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Back Cover
“But I don’t want to go without you.”
For some reason, those quiet words hit hard, and she crawled back up his body as he rolled onto his side. Leanne slid a thigh across his hip and gloried in the feel of his hands roving down the smooth skin of her back. There was no calculation, just Trev taking a ridiculous amount of pleasure in touching her all over. He kissed her again like their endgame was making out, even as he slid his hard length against her slick pussy. But when she tried to get more friction, he put a steadying hand on her ass and offered the laziest, sexiest smile she’d ever seen. Then he kissed her nose.
“Don’t be in such a hurry, Butterfly. Let’s enjoy the ride.”
Leanne brushed her lips against his chin as longing swelled inside her, contained by sheer determination. “That’s what I’m trying to do. But it looks like you enjoy teasing me.”
“Seems I do. It’s wild how much I want you. Part of me just wants to have you, but I don’t want this to be over. I want to feel you and breathe you in, and…”
“What?” she asked.
“Worship you.”
From anyone else, a declaration like that might make her laugh and break the mood, but Trev had always treated her like a goddess, someone who would be forever precious, not a good time. And so, the words merged with her simmering desire, infusing it with an unfamiliar ache. There had been plenty of sex, but never quite like this. She wanted to crawl inside him and see if his heart could possibly be as warm as it seemed.
“Trev…” Now she was gasping as his lips traced over her neck and shoulders, his hips still rolling against hers.
Another teasing pass of his tongue on top of her breast. Her nipples tightened, and she ached for his touch with an urgency that was becoming uncomfortable. When Trev finally worked his way down her breast, she knotted her fingers in his hair and tried to swallow her helpless cries. He drew them out of her anyway with each delicious tug of his lips. He knew how much teeth she liked now, how much pressure, and as he sucked and licked and bit, he teased her between her legs with delicate swirls of his fingertip without ever granting the pressure she needed right on her clit.
“Look at you coming undone,” he whispered against her throat.
She reached between them and took hold of his cock, working him in her fist until he shivered with pleasure. “Let’s go together.”
“Yes,” he gritted out, rolling on top of her.