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Back Only With You
Chapters (68)
  1. Copyright Page
  2. Table of Contents
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. Chapter Seven
  17. Chapter Eight
  18. Chapter Eight
  19. Chapter Nine
  20. Chapter Nine
  21. Chapter Ten
  22. Chapter Ten
  23. Chapter Eleven
  24. Chapter Eleven
  25. Chapter Twelve
  26. Chapter Twelve
  27. Chapter Thirteen
  28. Chapter Thirteen
  29. Chapter Fourteen
  30. Chapter Fourteen
  31. Chapter Fifteen
  32. Chapter Fifteen
  33. Chapter Sixteen
  34. Chapter Sixteen
  35. Chapter Seventeen
  36. Chapter Seventeen
  37. Chapter Eighteen
  38. Chapter Eighteen
  39. Chapter Nineteen
  40. Chapter Nineteen
  41. Chapter Twenty
  42. Chapter Twenty
  43. Chapter Twenty-One
  44. Chapter Twenty-One
  45. Chapter Twenty-Two
  46. Chapter Twenty-Two
  47. Chapter Twenty-Three
  48. Chapter Twenty-Three
  49. Chapter Twenty-Four
  50. Chapter Twenty-Four
  51. Chapter Twenty-Five
  52. Chapter Twenty-Five
  53. Chapter Twenty-Six
  54. Chapter Twenty-Six
  55. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  56. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  57. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  58. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  59. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  60. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  61. Chapter Thirty
  62. Chapter Thirty
  63. Chapter Thirty-One
  64. Chapter Thirty-One
  65. Chapter Thirty-Two
  66. Chapter Thirty-Two
  67. Epilogue
  68. Epilogue

“I’ve been dreaming about touching you like this for days,” I murmured. I found the zipper of her skirt and lowered it. Then I pushed the fabric down, and the skirt pooled at her feet. She was wearing a thong that only covered the essential parts, and I sucked in a breath.

“Fuck, you’re too beautiful.”

I palmed each ass cheek, kneading it, and then I lowered myself, pushing down her panties slowly, then drawing my tongue even slower over the parts it had covered. Pleasure shot through me. She gasped, doubling over.

“Sit on the staircase,” I said. “We won’t make it upstairs. I want to taste you now.”

She moved backward as if she felt the intensity of my desire like a physical force. Her legs wobbled. She sat on a stair, leaning with her elbows on the one above. I spread her thighs wide and kissed her right inner thigh, then swiped my hands under her ass, lifting her up slightly. I wanted easier access. She must have realized it because a tremor shook her. I was so turned on, it was almost painful. My thumbs reached up to her entrance, and I parted her wide.

“Carter.” Her breath came out in a rush when I brought my mouth down on her. I planned to overwhelm her with pleasure, working her up, sucking and stroking where she needed it most.

Her climax was so swift and powerful that she cried out, closing her thighs, almost trapping me between them. My breath was ragged as I lowered her ass again and kissed the tops of her thighs.

She licked her lips as I helped her up. Turning around, she led me up the stairs.

“Hey! No more of that until we reach the bedroom.” She pushed my hand away when I touched her ass.

“Why, you afraid we’ll only make it to the top of the staircase?”

“You know it.”

Chapter Nineteen

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Chapter Nineteen

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Val

Smelling samples was one of the finest pleasures in life, as far as I was concerned. Currently, I’d smeared three fragrances on my left forearm and three on the right one.

My fellow chemists were up in arms about this, first because the skin’s chemistry altered the smell, and second because after sniffing three fragrances, the nose became too overwhelmed to tell the finer differences.

That was the theory. In practice, I knew that most people headed to a store and tried as many fragrances as possible, even on their skin. No one had time to try only three, then go back another time for more.

In any case, I’d identified most of our iconic fragrances by breaking the rules, so I planned to keep doing it.