Back On the Ropes
Chapters (85)
  1. Dedication
  2. A Quick Note from Kathryn
  3. 1. Dean
  4. Dean
  5. 2. Tabitha
  6. Tabitha
  7. 3. Dean
  8. Dean
  9. 4. Tabitha
  10. Tabitha
  11. 5. Dean
  12. Dean
  13. 6. Tabitha
  14. Tabitha
  15. 7. Dean
  16. Dean
  17. 8. Dean
  18. Dean
  19. 9. Tabitha
  20. Tabitha
  21. 10. Dean
  22. Dean
  23. 11. Tabitha
  24. Tabitha
  25. 12. Tabitha
  26. Tabitha
  27. 13. Dean
  28. Dean
  29. 14. Dean
  30. Dean
  31. 15. Tabitha
  32. Tabitha
  33. 16. Tabitha
  34. Tabitha
  35. 17. Dean
  36. Dean
  37. 18. Dean
  38. Dean
  39. 19. Dean
  40. Dean
  41. 20. Tabitha
  42. Tabitha
  43. 21. Dean
  44. Dean
  45. 22. Tabitha
  46. Tabitha
  47. 23. Dean
  48. Dean
  49. 24. Tabitha
  50. Tabitha
  51. 25. Dean
  52. Dean
  53. 26. Tabitha
  54. Tabitha
  55. 27. Dean
  56. Dean
  57. 28. Tabitha
  58. Tabitha
  59. 29. Dean
  60. Dean
  61. 30. Tabitha
  62. Tabitha
  63. 31. Tabitha
  64. Tabitha
  65. 32. Dean
  66. Dean
  67. 33. Tabitha
  68. Tabitha
  69. 34. Dean
  70. Dean
  71. 35. Dean
  72. Dean
  73. 36. Tabitha
  74. Tabitha
  75. 37. Tabitha
  76. Tabitha
  77. 38. Dean
  78. Dean
  79. Epilogue
  80. WANT MORE DEAN AND TABITHA?
  81. A Note from the Author
  82. Acknowledgments
  83. Hang Out With Kathryn!
  84. About Kathryn
  85. Books By Kathryn

Those words wrenched a snarl from my lips. I sat back on my heels and turned Tabitha onto her hands and knees. She looked at me from over her shoulder—a temptress to the very end. I curled over her body and kissed a slow path up the column of her spine, grinding my cock between her legs as I did so. By the time I smoothed the hair from her face, her breathing was unsteady. Eyes unfocused. I opened my mouth to suck on the crook of her neck. I slid my hands under her, cupped her breasts as my lips found her ear.

“I meant what I said,” I whispered. “You’re the fantasy, Tabitha.”

Her fingers twisted in the bedsheets. “Then take me, please. Please. You can have me.” She turned her head for a sloppy, fevered kiss. And I knew she wanted to give me something hot and erotic, a night of pure bliss just because. But there was a fierce emotion in those words that made my head spin with possibilities I didn’t need to hope for.

I sat back on my heels again, gripped her hips. I gave her a quick, shallow thrust, and she moaned my name. My next was deeper, then deeper still. She pushed her hips back against mine until I gave in and fucked her faster. Harder. I worked my cock between her legs with everything I had. The front of my thighs slapped against her legs. She tilted her hips again, adjusting the angle. I slid deep enough to have us both crying out. The only word on her lips was my name, urging me on, taking everything I wanted to give.

Her knees slipped wider. She pressed her face to the mattress. I curled my fingers between her legs to rub her clit, the way she showed me the other night.

“Oh yes, right there…right there…” She moaned. I could feel her internal walls fluttering. I increased the pressure on her clit. Tabitha screamed with pleasure and bucked against me, squeezing me so tight that an intense orgasm crashed over me without warning. My head fell back on a grateful, satisfied groan. It took me a few seconds before I could move again, gently pulling away from Tabitha, who immediately flopped onto her stomach with an extremely satisfied smile on her face. I carefully removed the condom but stopped on my way to dispose of it to smooth the hair from her face.

I dipped my head and kissed her cheek. “I liked my fantasy.”

She giggled, opened her eyes. “Oh, you did? I couldn’t tell. Your reaction was pretty subdued.”

I nipped at the shell of her ear. “Don’t you dare move.”