Contents ( 33)
- Table of Contents
- The Forgotten Wife
- Copyright
- More Books
- About the Book
- Author’s note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Epilogue
- Playlist for the book
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I dragged my nails lightly down the length of his shaft, eliciting a groan from Tucker that made me want so much more than what we were going to be able to do here. I was dripping for him, but there was no way I could let him know that, or things would definitely get too far out of control. Instead, I leaned in and licked the same path my nails had just traveled, only in reverse. I licked him from the base of his shaft all the way up to his head. When I got to the top, I opened wide and popped his crown right in my mouth and sucked hard.
“Fuck! Mina, what the hell are you doing to me?” The words were hissed out as his eyes remained glued on every move I made.
I popped his cock out of my mouth for a moment and grinned at him. “I’m making you feel good so that you aren’t frustrated around me anymore.”
His laughter was a shock, but also so rich and sexy that I couldn’t complain about it. “Sweet Mina, if you think doing this is going to keep me from being frustrated, then I hate to tell you that your plan is about to backfire in the best way.”
“Depends on what you thought my whole plan was. Maybe this is motivation. The quicker you get better, the more you get,” I teased as I took him back into my mouth. I went down as far as I could get before my gag reflex kicked in and then I went just a little bit further still while I gently tugged on his balls with one hand and used the other to pump in concert with the sucks, dips, and tugs of my mouth on his cock.
Tucker threw his head back on the bed and groaned my name loudly as I continued to torture him exquisitely with my mouth and hands. When I felt his fingers slick through my hair, I knew he was about to lose control. I felt him pulsing and thickening in my mouth and doubled down on my efforts as a result. My tongue flicked along the underside of his cock and that super-sensitive spot just below the head only to hear him groan loudly.
“Mina, I’m…” He tugged hard on my hair, trying to get me to release him. I hummed instead. “Fuck,” he hissed out. “Mina, I can’t… I’m going to… Shittttt!” The last word out of his mouth was growled as his climax hit him and he began to release hot, salty spurts of himself into my mouth. I caught and swallowed every drop of him and didn’t ease off until I felt his fingers slacken the hold he had on my hair.
“Mina,” my name was a whisper that time. I licked him clean and then sat up straighter so that he could see the smile on my face.
“All better?” I asked while offering up a cheeky little wink.