Chapters (71)
- Epigraph
- 1. Barrett
- Barrett
- 2. Chloe
- Chloe
- 3. Barrett
- Barrett
- 4. Chloe
- Chloe
- 5. Chloe
- Chloe
- 6. Barrett
- Barrett
- 7. Chloe
- Chloe
- 8. Chloe
- Chloe
- 9. Barrett
- Barrett
- 10. Chloe
- Chloe
- 11. Barrett
- Barrett
- 12. Chloe
- Chloe
- 13. Barrett
- Barrett
- 14. Chloe
- Chloe
- 15. Barrett
- Barrett
- 16. Chloe
- Chloe
- 17. Barrett
- Barrett
- 18. Chloe
- Chloe
- 19. Barrett
- Barrett
- 20. Chloe
- Chloe
- 21. Barrett
- Barrett
- 22. Chloe
- Chloe
- 23. Barrett
- Barrett
- 24. Chloe
- Chloe
- 25. Barrett
- Barrett
- 26. Chloe
- Chloe
- 27. Barrett
- Barrett
- 28. Chloe
- Chloe
- 29. Barrett
- Barrett
- 30. Chloe
- Chloe
- 31. Barrett
- Barrett
- 32. Chloe
- Chloe
- Epilogue
- FOUR MONTHS LATER
- Sneak Peek
- Thank You
- Also by Erin Hawkins
- About the Author
With Chloe’s eyes on me, I spill my pleasure down the back of her throat. A moment later, I withdraw from her mouth. Her lipstick perfectly in place, no one will ever be able to tell she had my cock in her mouth. That lipstick company should be commended.
I reach for her, pulling her up and onto my lap. I want to touch Chloe. My fingers ache to slide under her skirt and feel how wet she is. How much sucking me off turns her on.
She steadies herself with one hand on my shoulder while the other hand wipes the corners of her mouth.
“Not too bad, huh? Even with my small hands.” She laughs, and I can hear her nerves returning.
I shake my head. “I’m going to get nothing done the rest of the day. All I’ll be able to think about is how fucking good it feels with your perfect mouth wrapped around me.”
My hands move to her thighs, gliding along the smooth skin there before disappearing under the hem of her skirt. I grip her hips and press her against my still hard cock.
Chloe gasps but still manages to squeak out words.
“I should go,” she says, shifting to move off me, but I hold her hips in place, loving the feel of her hot pussy against my erection.
I lean forward and press my lips to her jaw.
“You’re not going anywhere until you come.”
“That’s not how it works,” she protests. “I put it on my list.”
“Fuck your list. I need to feel you. How wet you are right now. How much you liked having my cock in your mouth.”
I rock into her center again and she moans. My smile is wicked. I know I’ve won.
I don’t give her a chance to protest again. My fingers dive underneath her panties and I’m greeted by Chloe’s swollen, wet pussy. She rocks her hips again, this time two fingers slide inside her, filling her up.
“Maybe I did cheat at WordIt. Maybe after I tasted this sweet little cunt, I knew I had to win. I had to have you again and again,” I thrust my fingers in and out, harder. “Would you blame me?”
Her arms wrap around my neck, her breasts crushed to my chest as I fuck her with my fingers.
I hook my fingers inside of her and kiss her neck. She’s already so close. Sucking my dick has put her on the edge of the cliff and her orgasm is building quickly.
“Oh, God. Barrett.” Chloe’s eyelids flutter shut. Her lips part on a breathy sigh. Damn. Watching her come is a fucking privilege.
“Let go, Chloe. Show me how much that sweet pussy likes to come on my fingers.”