Chapters (42)
- Playlist
- 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
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Epilogue
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- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
My cock hardens almost to the point of pain. And before I can stop myself, I have her in my arms, pulling her hair tight until her neck falls back.
“Fuck, Raven.” My tongue licks her tears; they taste like sweet taffy, making me groan. Kissing her, loving her, forcing her to submit, that’s what turns me on.
Deep inside she knows who she belongs to. No matter what happens, she’ll always be mine. I’m in her head, in her heart. I crush my lips down onto hers, destroying not only her, but us.
Burning in hell… I accept it. As long as she comes with me. I lift her up and walk her back to the massage table as I deepen the kiss. I want all of her, her smiles, her laughter, fuck, I want her soul. She moans and our tongues twist, my hand going to her neck as I devour her.
Setting her ass on the massage table. She’s panting. One breast has fallen out of her bikini, and I lean down to bite it, licking when she hisses.
Her hands wrap tightly in my hair, and I place both her legs over my shoulders, dragging her to the edge of the table.
“Fuck me, Mr. Powers.” She arches into my mouth, and I lick her clit, then suck.
Hard.
Wild.
Obsessed.
Her scent… fuck, I pull down my sweats so I can jack off while sucking on her clit.
“Why you?” she whimpers. “Why does it have to feel so good with you?” Her voice cracks. It’s as though she wants to hate me yet knows she can’t.
“I can’t get enough of this cunt.” I spread her legs wider, sucking, licking, fucking, drowning in her juices. She whimpers, her hands tightening. Moving up and down, she screams as she orgasms into my mouth.
I stand, letting her juices run down my chin, bringing her face to mine. “You’re mine. I was the first.”
My tongue shoves inside her mouth and she sucks on it. Pulling away, I flip her around.
“I need to be inside you.” Kicking her legs apart, I hold her still by the back of her neck. “This,” I growl, thrusting into her, “is why you will always be mine.” Her hands go to hold the top of the table as I rut into her.
It’s raw, frantic, she’s everywhere on me, as I pound into her, fucking her, branding her…
“I can’t get enough,” I say with a groan as my stomach muscles tighten and her cunt contracts, squeezing my cock so hard I see black dots.
Then I lean forward and grab her hair by the roots, grunting while I move in and out. My balls tighten and I let go, fucking release everything inside her slick walls.