Chapters (47)
- Hating the Boss
- Table of Contents
- More by Kristen
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 80
- Six Months Earlier …
- Days Left Until School Starts: 30
- Jaxon
- Days Left Until School Starts: 29
- Jaxon
- Days Left Until School Starts: 2
- Jaxon
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 179
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 178
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 177
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- Jaxon
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 157
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- Days Left Until Summer Break: 125
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 122
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 119
- Jaxon
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 117
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 113
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- Days Left Until Summer Break: 80
- Jaxon
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 73
- Jaxon
- Raegan
- Days Left Until Summer Break: 68
- Epilogue: Two Years Later
- The End
- More by Kristen
- Acknowledgements
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Raegan.”
“Jaxon,” she whispers, breathless.
I know what she wants. I want it too. I pull open the drawer behind her and fish for my wallet, our lips fused together. I must fumble for too long because Raegan looks over her shoulder and takes the condom from my wallet. She tears it open and rolls it over my length with hungry eyes.
She lifts up and then sinks down on me, slowly, savoring the feel of every inch as she takes me inside her. We both groan, and my head falls back while she molds around my dick. She pulls me almost completely out before sliding all the way back down. Raegan rides me, slow and controlled. It’s a blissful kind of torture.
Nothing has ever felt this good.
The way she’s twisting her hips, the way she feels, warm and tight, taking me deep … I’m not going to last. I wrap my arms around her and thrust, harder, faster, slamming her hips down onto me again and again.
“Yes … Jaxon … yes.”
I circle my thumb over her clit and Raegan goes over the edge again. She throws her head back and comes, hard, her entire body contracting on top of me. I’ll never get tired of hearing her scream my name like this.
With her still in my lap, I stand up and spin her around. She must know exactly what I want because she leans over and slaps her palms onto the desk in front of her.
“That’s my girl,” I whisper in her ear. “Spread those pretty thighs for me.”
I’m officially ruined. I’ll never be able to rid myself of the sight of Raegan bending over my desk with her legs wide open.
I push myself inside her and reach down to touch her legs, her hips, her breasts. Every inch of skin I can get my hands on while I plunge into her over and over. And just when I think this can’t get any hotter, Raegan brings my hand to her lips and takes my middle finger into her mouth. Her tongue wraps around my finger as she sucks on it, and pulls it out slow with a pop. Then she places my hand between her thighs.
Holy fucking shit. This woman is going to kill me. Maybe that’s her plan. Now ask me if I care. I’d gladly die right here, just like this.
I play with her clit until she comes. Again. That’s three times, in case you’ve lost count. I pick up the pace, driving inside her harder and faster, our bodies slapping against each other. Raegan arches her back, pushing her ass against me, meeting me thrust for thrust.