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Chapters (43)
  1. Cover
  2. Free Downloads
  3. About Single and Ready to Jingle
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Epilogue
  40. Free Book
  41. Cockamamie Unicorn Ramblings
  42. About Piper & Rayne
  43. Also by Piper Rayne

Without saying anything at all, he pulls all the way out of me. A whine leaves my lips and my eyes pop open in question.

Andrew sits back on his ankles and drags my ass up onto his thighs. When he pushes inside me again, his dick strokes my G-spot and my hands fly out and grip the sheets beneath me.

“Andrew…” I’m not sure if I’m begging for him to stop or keep going. The feeling is so intense, it’s coupled with a feeling that I might lose control.

With every thrust in, he pushes me closer and closer to climax until it’s beyond my power to hold back. I come with a ragged cry.

He stills and groans as though he too is coming, but he’s not. “Fuck, I feel you. I feel you pulsing around my cock.”

His head is thrown back and his sweaty chest is heaving, but his mouth is open with the smallest of smiles, as if he’s never experienced anything more euphoric. Once the pulsing stops, he drags me off of him and flips me onto my hands and knees before roughly pushing inside me. His pace is punishing, his fingers digging into my hips as though he can’t fuck me hard enough.

“Fuck, Kenz, you are so. Fucking. Perfect.” He punctuates each word with a thrust into my body and I can’t help but cry out because it feels so good.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and uses it to pull me up so that I’m basically sitting up on my knees, back arched, while he fucks me like a savage. The hand that isn’t in my hair wraps around my waist and trails down to my mound. He finds my swollen clit and rubs it in a circular motion.

“Oh god… I can’t… I can’t again,” I pant. I’ve never come three times with a man all in one session. My body feels as if it’s a wet towel that’s been wrung dry.

“Can and will,” he whispers in my ear.

He continues to pound into me while teasing my clit, and my arousal grows and grows until once more, I feel as though I can’t hold back the tidal wave of pleasure. I come on a ragged cry, my body jerking and convulsing at the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through it, as though it’s not equipped to handle it all.

With a final few thrusts, Andrew lets out a savage groan and stills inside me. I feel his cock jerk a few times, then we both go lax and fall down to the mattress beside each other.

Holy shit.

I think I know the meaning of the phrase “Fuck your brains out” now.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Andrew

I lie beside Kenzie, panting after having come so hard I think I might have blacked out.