Chapters (45)
- Cover
- Full Page Image
- Dedication
- ALSO BY AIMEE MONROE
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- WARREN
- ADDISON
- EPILOGUE
- ABOUT AIMEE
She was never supposed to be mine. When I went to her father’s company, it was for myself. A means to an end. I’d never wanted his daughter.
Until I saw her. And she saw me.
Then she was all I could think about. All I could dream about.
Until one day, it overtook me.
Just like now.
Seeing Addi with my cock between her lips was every single fantasy I’d ever had come true. We had been together once. I had only fucked her once.
Then she was gone from my life, and it never happened again.
She’d never sucked my dick. And eight years was a really long time and a slow build-up to what I’d dreamed of doing to her since then if we ever met again.
I ached for her. That much became even more clear when she was on her knees in front of me.
I tightened the grip on her hair and slowly began to fuck her face. The darker side of me was tempted to fuck her hard and without mercy. As a true punishment.
But it was so much sweeter seeing her take every inch of me so compliantly. I’d never allowed myself to imagine she’d be so well behaved. It was a treat that almost made me forget what she had been trying to do in my office before I woke up.
“You feel so good, babygirl,” I groaned. “Touch yourself.”
I let out a curse when her hands fell to her cunt. She didn’t even hesitate to start riding her own fingers.
“Good girl,” I praised.
Sinfully beautiful. The only thing I could think of to describe Addi in that moment.
Her blonde hair was wrapped tightly around my hand, her watery eyes looking up at me with a yearning I’d never thought I’d see again, her hand busy between her legs, her hips gyrating to meet it.
Addi was gorgeous when she was being a brat, but when she actually listened? She was a goddess come to life.
I cursed as I slid in and out of her mouth.
“So perfect for me, Addi,” I murmured. “You were made for me, weren’t you?”
She let out a hum that had my knees weakening. Her tongue shifted on the underside of my cock, pulling a shuddered breath from me.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. With as much gentleness as I could, I began fucking her face in earnest. Slow but long strokes that had her gagging lightly.
And still, she didn’t pull away. She took all of me and continued fucking herself.
Fuck, I’m going to come way too soon.
With that thought, I was the one who retreated.
“Who knew all it took for you to behave was my cock in your mouth?” I said, running my thumb across her wet lips.
Addi opened her fucking mouth and bit my finger.
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