Back More Than Music
Chapters (29)
  1. CHAPTER ONE
  2. CHAPTER TWO
  3. CHAPTER THREE
  4. CHAPTER FOUR
  5. CHAPTER FIVE
  6. CHAPTER SIX
  7. CHAPTER SEVEN
  8. CHAPTER EIGHT
  9. CHAPTER NINE
  10. CHAPTER TEN
  11. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  12. CHAPTER TWELVE
  13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  19. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  20. CHAPTER TWENTY
  21. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  27. THANK YOU
  28. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  29. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

He pulled a condom from his jeans, and after it was sorted, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his, showing him without words I was ready for this. He spread my legs wider and pushed inside me, and I moaned from the satisfaction of finally getting what I’d been craving. He moved slowly at first, a delicious torture as his long length glided in and out, inch by wonderful inch. I lifted my hips to meet him, urging him faster, sliding my hands down his back to his butt to pull him deeper into me. We were as close as two people could be, and yet it wasn’t enough. I wanted Jared to own me completely, to capture my body just as he’d already captured my heart.

“More,” I breathed into his shoulder.

He grabbed my hips and rolled us over, pulling me on top of him with a teasing smile. “Show me.”

I sat up and took a moment to appreciate the way he filled me completely in this position. He watched me, eyes drunk with desire, while I began to move, rolling my hips and making us both cry out. He let me set the pace, and I moved against his body at the perfect angle to drive me higher and higher. His fingers smoothed along my thighs, up my stomach, to coax my nipples in a way that sent pinpricks of pleasure to my core. My back arched while I rode him, my movements growing faster and more frantic, our breaths turning to gasps. Waves of pleasure crashed through me, and he gripped my hips and bucked under me while every part of my body trembled in sweet release.

When the tremors passed, he rolled us over again in one smooth gesture. “My turn.”

I couldn’t believe he was still going. All the other guys I’d slept with would have been done by now, but clearly all of Jared’s experience was paying off. With one hand, he took my wrists and forced them above my head, holding me down while he rocked into me, hard and fast. He crushed my mouth with his and tugged at my lower lip with his teeth until I was whimpering for more.

“Yes,” I cried, “Yes, yes, yes.” This was what I’d wanted: a frenzy, a bonfire, a torrent of Jared pounding into me and claiming me as his own.