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Chapters (41)
  1. Cover
  2. Prologue
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
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  41. About the Author

Oral sex with Lincoln …

There’s nothing like it.

Nothing hotter.

I can’t even imagine how actual sex will be with him.

We’re in my bathroom, naked and cleaning ourselves up—along with taking off the Halloween makeup. When I saw myself in the mirror, I was horrified. Runny mascara, smeared lipstick, and patches of glitter described my face.

A silence hangs in the air, but it’s comfortable. I’m riding off the high of being with Lincoln, and exhaustion is starting to sink in from my orgasm and giving my all while sucking Lincoln’s cock. My goal was to get him off faster than any other woman who’d had her mouth on his dick.

Walking back into the bedroom, I open my dresser to snag my pajamas as Lincoln stands in the doorway, still naked. He retrieves his boxers from the floor and pulls them up his legs.

There’s a question riding on the tip of my tongue that I’m nervous to ask. I say it while pulling the shirt over my head, so he can’t see the hesitation on my face. “Are you staying over?” I sound somewhat muffled when the cotton rubs against my lips.

“Cass, I just had my mouth between your legs,” he replies with a hint of amusement in his voice. “You think I’m going to walk out of here ten minutes later? Abso-fucking-lutely not.”

My body relaxes as I yank the shorts up my legs and tighten the string around my waist. Not only is it amazing that he’s staying but I also know I’ll sleep better with him at my side. There will be no Quinton fears when I’m in Lincoln’s arms.

When Lincoln slides into bed with me, it’s comfortable. Without hesitation, he wraps his strong arm around me and drags me into him, my back pressing against his chest.

Lying in his arms, I’ve never felt safer. At the point when I thought I was done with relationships, done with men, when my trust was the lowest it’d ever been, he stepped into my life and changed that.

For the first time in what seems like forever, I fall to sleep without fear.

Without wondering if someone will be sneaking in my house.

I fall asleep in the arms of a man I know is perfect for me.

And a man I’m afraid of losing.

Chapter Thirteen

Lincoln

My first morning waking up with Cassidy.