Chapters (56)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
I screamed his name and grabbed a fistful of his hair as he swirled his tongue around my clit and made me come again.
I thought I had travelled to a far-away planet full of fairies and back.
He was a sex-God. That or he had magic fingers and a magic tongue.
Stone picked my body up bridal style and began to clean me up. He rubbed between my thighs with a cloth while pressing a kiss to my forehead.
"You are beautiful when you let go." He praised, never taking his eye away from me.
I sent him a shy smile before I looked down at the ground.
His hand went under my chin, and he made me look up at him before he stated gruffly "I want the taste of you on my tongue three times a day."
I could not hold back my laughter as I repeated "Three times a day?"
"Three times a day." He repeated before growling "Minimum."
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Seven
After a long make-out session that I had to pull myself away from, I quickly drove to the Armstrong's house and apologised to a not very patient Lana.
She eventually forgave me after thirty minutes in the car and when we pulled up at the mall. She became talkative as she started to pull me into every store to browse all of the clothes.
Lana waved a pink sparkly dress in my face as we entered our tenth dress store "This would look so good on you."
"Yeah, for a kids fancy dress party." I replied.
"Ella, work with me here." She complained, "You have said no to every dress I have picked up."
"That is because you have terrible taste."
"No, I don't! You are just a harsh critic." She argued while putting the dress back on the rack.
Our conversations had been a recurring pattern since we had arrived at the mall. The same exchange of arguing had happened in the past five stores.
Lana had flapped over fifty horrendous dresses in front of my face. I had to hold myself back fifty times from strangling her with the garment.
Even if the shopping experience was the worst thing humanly possible, I loved spending time with my best friend.
"Why do you hate shopping so much?" Lana asked as we walked down another long aisle of clothes.
"I do not hate shopping." I said before adding "I just hate shopping with you."
"You need to pick something. I have at least ten dresses that I want to try on." She waved her occupied hands that were filled with extravagant dresses in a variety of colour.
Having had enough of her awful choices, I shooed her away "Just you go and start trying them on. I will keep looking and then meet you in the changing rooms."
She left with a sigh and headed over to the dressing room at the back of the store.