Chapters (43)
- Cover
- Free Downloads
- About Single and Ready to Jingle
- 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
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Epilogue
- Free Book
- Cockamamie Unicorn Ramblings
- About Piper & Rayne
- 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.