Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Serendipity
- Praise for Kris Bryant
- Bold Strokes Books Social Media
- Bold Strokes Books Newsletter Signup
- By the Author
- Acknowledgments
- 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
- Epilogue—One Year Later
- About the Author
- Books Available From Bold Strokes Books
- BOLDSTROKESBOOKS.COM
An unfamiliar, intense feeling burst inside as Annie held Bristol’s hips until she was at the right height for Annie to taste her. Bristol was warm and wet against Annie’s mouth. She swirled her tongue around Bristol’s swollen clit, gauging the right pressure from her sharp intakes of breath and loud moans. Bristol shook and shuddered when Annie slipped one finger inside. It was a difficult angle, but Annie needed to be inside her. She moaned at Bristol’s smooth, slick walls and how she tightened around Annie’s finger. The slow pump of her hips informed Annie to keep the pressure the same. She could tell Bristol was close. Her entire being vibrated with pleasure. This first orgasm was pure lust. It was figuring out the fastest way to give Bristol immediate pleasure. The next one would be slow after Annie touched every single part of Bristol’s beautiful body. She was going to take her time making love to her. Annie braced her free hand against Bristol’s hip as the orgasm worked its way through her. Bristol slowly rolled over and dropped to the mattress. Annie was immediately beside her, holding her until her shakes subsided. She couldn’t tell if the speeding heartbeat she felt against her chest was hers or Bristol’s.
“I…I don’t know what to say.” Bristol’s voice cracked.
Annie was speechless. She couldn’t describe what had just happened with words. She and Bristol were so in tune with one another that they completely skipped over the fumbling part of first-time lovers. Annie ran her fingers through Bristol’s hair. “You don’t have to say anything.”
“Bristol? Honey, are you home? Where are you?”
With almost no time to spare, Bristol pulled the covers up over them right before Vanessa sailed through the bedroom door in search of her daughter.
“Oh, my God. I’m so sorry,” Vanessa said before bolting back out of the room.
Bristol groaned and pulled the covers completely over her head. “That did not just happen.”
Annie was embarrassed but also had to laugh. She leaned over Bristol. “At least she didn’t walk in five minutes ago.”
Bristol groaned even harder. “Why is my mother here?”
Annie pressed her lips against her shoulder. “She’s probably just making sure you made it home okay.”
“Well, now she knows I’m home and not alone.”
“We’re all adults here. Come on. Let’s get up and say hi. The sooner she knows you’re okay, the sooner she’ll leave us alone,” Annie said.
“Fine.”
Neither one moved. “I’m going to need something else to wear. I mean, the tank and hoodie are fine, but the shorts are…well, I’m just going to need something else,” Annie said.