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Chapters (40)
  1. Dedication
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Epilogue One
  38. Epilogue Two
  39. Books By Natasha Madison
  40. Acknowledgments

“Have you?” I ask. My hand reaches for her pussy. I put two fingers in her, and she moans. “How many times?”

“Every day,” she says. “Sometimes twice a day, depending on how hot you looked.” She shocks me and moves her pussy away from me. “Sit.” She points at the headboard, tossing the pillows on the floor.

I sit with my back to the headboard, and my cock sticking up. “Okay, baby.” I take my cock in my hand. “Hop on.”

“Oh, I plan to,” she says, throwing her leg over my hips. “I plan on it.” She leans forward, sliding her tongue in my mouth, and I feel her hand on my cock. She puts her knees by my hips and slowly slides all the way down.

“So fucking good,” I say, letting go of her mouth. My hands go to her hips, and I try to help, but she shakes her head.

“This is my rodeo,” she says, leaning forward. Putting her hands on the headboard, she lifts herself up and impales herself on me. “I get to ride.” She does it again, leaning more into me, and I take one of her nipples between my teeth. She hisses but moves up and down faster. “How I want to ride.” She lets one hand go from the headboard and brings it to her clit where she rubs it back and forth.

I push her hand away. “You can ride,” I say, rubbing right and left, “but I’m going to be the one who makes you come.” Her head falls back, and she puts her hands on my legs behind her, giving me room to play with her clit. I let her ride me, taking one nipple between my teeth and then sucking at the same time I play with her clit. “You close?” she puts her hands back on the headboard, riding me faster.

“Yes,” she hisses as she rides my cock, not once letting go of the headboard. “I’m almost there,” she tells me, and I can feel it. Her pussy tightens more and more around my cock every single time she moves up. “I’m there,” she says, and I feel her come on my cock. I wait for her to finish, and when she slows down, she sits up and wraps her hands around my neck, her mouth finding mine. I kiss her while she sits on my cock.

“You done?” I ask, and she looks at me and nods. “Good,” I say, pulling her up off me. “My turn.” She looks at me unsure, and I flip her over. “Face down, ass up,” I say, grabbing her by the hips and entering her in one long thrust. We’re both panting, but I don’t let off. Holding her hips, I slam into her over and over again. She comes two more times before I feel my balls tighten, and I plant myself all the way and come in her again.