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Chapters (32)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Adriana Herrera
  3. Also by Adriana Herrera
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Epilogue
  31. BPA
  32. Chapter One

I sucked on her, just the skin of her thigh at first, then the labia. I circled my tongue around her clit and she moaned. “I fucking love the sounds you make when I make you come like this.” She gasped as I touched her, taking turns flicking her clit with my tongue and rubbing it with two fingers while she humped my face. She was so demanding, so driven to get her pleasure. No one was keeping Alba from what she wanted. “That’s it, sweetheart, fuck I love this ass,” I groaned as I palmed a cheek and squeezed.

“Ah.” She was making those little mewling sounds. “I’m so close, lick my clit, baby, please,” she begged, and I devoured her. Tilted her hips until her spine arched enough to give me full access to her and I slurped, lapped and sucked until she was sobbing.

“Tell me how much you love this,” I gritted out as her pussy clenched on my fingers and her juices flooded my tongue.

“I love it, so much,” she cried, as she bucked from her climax. I stood up and pressed my chest to her back, my hands sliding up to her breasts.

I kissed the side of her face, her neck. Plucked on the hard tips while she pressed against me. “I’m not done making you come yet,” I whispered in her ear, my hands still playing with her tits.

“Keep making me come, baby,” she pleaded, and I thought I’d do anything she asked in that voice. Worn out, fucked out, mine.

“I’m going to put the grinder in here.” I cupped her lace-covered crotch. “Gonna make you bring yourself off while you suck my cock.”

“Yes,” she breathed out, her ass working my dick until I was seeing black spots from holding my breath. I pulled on the spot behind her ear hard one last time before stepping back. Her skin, my hands, the room already smelled like sex, and I was nowhere near done.

I rushed over to the drawer where I’d put the toy after washing it.

“On your knees, Alba. I want you ready to take me the moment I say so.” Blood rushed in my head so fast I almost lost my footing. I was practically blind from lust. Only Alba could get me this way. Shaking with need.

“Slide your panties down.” She licked her lips, her brown eyes fixed on the toy in my hand. Her red nails scraped the skin of her hips as she tugged the little scrap of lace down. She raised a hand to take the toy, but I shook my head. “I’m putting it on you.”