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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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  39. Keep Up with the Twisted Fox Series
  40. Also by Charity Ferrell
  41. About the Author

With that, she grins, crawling into my lap, her weight distributing to my body. Her lips crash into mine, making me come alive, and without hesitation, I dip my tongue into her mouth.

Tasting her and the sweet desserts we devoured after dinner.

Tasting what I keep wanting and wanting and wanting.

My heart thrashes against my chest as I reach around and grip the back of her neck, feeding more of her to me. Kissing Cassidy is a rush I’ve never experienced. As a man who’s had his fair share of women, I’ve never had these emotions climb through me with just kissing.

The want.

The need.

The urge to give her all of me.

I want to grab Cassidy in my arms and make her mine.

Keep her underneath me while we forget our problems.

I grunt when she grinds into me, her jeans rough against mine, and my cock hardens with every movement. She yelps when I curl my hands around her waist, then turn and ease her onto her back, her hair fanning over the pillow. Luckily, she didn’t make her bed this morning, so there’s no messing with undoing the bedding to make her comfortable.

I draw back, smacking my palm to the mattress to hold myself up, and stare down at Cassidy. Her chest heaves in and out as she peers at me in expectation, in challenge, as if saying, What are you going to do with me?

Slicing my hand up the bed and between her legs, I jerk her thighs open before sliding between them, making enough room for my heavy body. I tip my head down, kissing her, before lowering my mouth to her neck and sucking on the sensitive skin.

“Stop teasing me,” she groans. “We’ve done plenty of foreplay. It’s time to get to the main event.”

I chuckle. “There’s never too much foreplay, baby.” My sex game has always been to pleasure the woman first, so that’s what I need to make sure I do with Cassidy.

With a strength that surprises me, she hooks her leg around my waist and attempts to flip me over on my back.

Stopping her, I shake my head. “Oh no, baby. Nice try.”

She frowns. “I’m going to bite you in the neck and possibly stab you if you don’t get me naked soon.”

“Oh, I like it kinky, babe.” I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “And since you were such a good girl today, I’ll give you what you need. Let’s get you naked.”

She glares up at me. “Let’s get us naked.”

“I like the way you think.”