Chapters (41)
- Cover
- Prologue
- 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
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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.”