Chapters (101)
- Cover
- Special Offer from the Author
- This Foreign Affair
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Epilogue
- Water Under Bridges
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Epilogue
- No Other Love
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Excerpt of Love Without Limits
- Chapter 1
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She smiles back, her confidence has returned. The tripod with camera stands on the side of the bed, and she turns her head and looks into the lens. I can’t wait to see the footage. I can relive this moment many times over. I can see her look at me the way she just did again and again.
Camille scoots closer to my face. Then she’s so close I can smell her most intimate perfume. A few more wriggles of her body and her sex hovers over my mouth. Before she brings it within reach of my lips and tongue, she looks down at me. Her eyes are different. More alive with a mischievous sparkle. The eyes of someone whose fantasy is about to become reality.
She hunkers down and I clasp my hands against her ass cheeks. Pull her to me. Even though the action is localized to my mouth and her pussy, it feels like she’s all over me. I can sense her everywhere. I close my eyes because I can’t see much, and everything intensifies even more.
I slide the tip of my tongue over her pussy lips, let it skate over her clit. Camille squirms on top of me. She’s not only realizing a fantasy, but she’ll also have it on video. Well played on her part.
I repeat the motion of my tongue a few times, tasting her almost tentatively. This evening is not a race to the finish. It’s not about climax after climax. It’s about committing to memory. How she smells, feels, tastes. The sounds she makes in the back of her throat when she’s about to come. The sensation of her flesh in my eager hands.
I circle her clit with my tongue, suck it into my mouth, then trill the tip of my tongue over it for a few seconds. She trembles in my hands. The sound of her voice is muffled by her knees next to my ears. I can’t wait to watch this on video either. To see her when she gives herself up like this. It will be a deliciously kinky privilege.
I up the ante of my tongue action. I suck at her clit as though I want to suck her entire being inside of me. As though it will allow me to keep a part of her within me, resting there, until it can be replenished when I see her again.