Back Stronghold
Chapters (74)
  1. Acknowledgments
  2. Stripping the Sub
  3. Prologue
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
  17. 14
  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. Epilogue
  26. Tempting the Domme
  27. Prologue
  28. 1
  29. 2
  30. 3
  31. 4
  32. 5
  33. 6
  34. 7
  35. 8
  36. 9
  37. 10
  38. 11
  39. 12
  40. 13
  41. 14
  42. 15
  43. 16
  44. 17
  45. 18
  46. 19
  47. 20
  48. Epilogue
  49. Hardcore Vanilla
  50. Prologue
  51. 1
  52. 2
  53. 3
  54. 4
  55. 5
  56. 6
  57. 7
  58. 8
  59. 9
  60. 10
  61. 11
  62. 12
  63. 13
  64. 14
  65. 15
  66. 16
  67. 17
  68. 18
  69. 19
  70. Epilogue
  71. Author’s Note
  72. About the Author
  73. Other Books by Golden Angel
  74. Don't miss out!

“Because it feels weird being loud,” she finally responded, her voice a little louder than before but not much.

A chuckle rumbled through his chest as he moved them over to the bed, pulling up her dress as he went. “Well, you shouldn’t be too loud.”

She moaned, knowing his thoughts were exactly where hers were.

We could be caught.

Jake tugged her dress over her head, leaving her in her tights and bra. He bent her back, holding her up as his mouth moved over the lacy cups over her breasts. The fabric shifted against her hard nipples, stimulating the little buds and Sharon threaded her fingers into his dark hair, shuddering with the pleasure sweeping through her as she bit down on her lower lip to keep quiet.

When he reached her nipple, she couldn’t help a small, low moan as the combination of his hot mouth and the itchy lace made her squirm. He sucked hard, and her fingers dug into his scalp.

“Jake...” His name came out as a breathy plea for more, and he groaned around his mouthful of flesh in response.

She squeaked as he pulled away from her breast, dragging his teeth over her nipple just hard enough to sting, before straightening up and spinning her around. Bent over the edge of the bed with her hands firmly planted on the mattress, Sharon peeked over her shoulder at him. The expression on his face was almost reverent as he rolled her tights down over her ass. He raised his eyebrows and met her gaze.

“A thong?” he asked, his voice low and amused.

“I wasn’t going to go commando to meet your parents,” she hissed back at him. There were a lot of things she didn’t care about, but that had just been a little too much for her. She’d felt better wearing underwear, even if it was super sexy underwear.

Besides, the thong matched her bra.

Hooking his fingers into the straps, Jake yanked the thong down with her tights, crouching behind her so that she could no longer see his face. Sharon dropped her head to a more comfortable position, moaning as Jake’s tongue slid through her already wet lips. He swirled it around her clit, making her whimper as she squirmed, her hips moving up and down in invitation.

His hands spread over the underside of her ass, cupping the cheeks and holding them apart to give him full access to all her most sensitive bits. She cried out in surprise as his tongue moved upwards to circle her anus.

“Oh you dirty fucker.” She gasped out the words, her elbows buckling at the unexpected assault of sensation. With her upper body now supported by her forearms, her ass was left high in the air, like an offering.

Jake chuckled again. “No one’s ever done that to you?”