Contents ( 33)
- The
- Table of Contents
- A Note to Readers
- 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
- More Books By Melissa Foster
- Acknowledgments
- Meet Melissa
Her voice echoed in her head as her body thrust and bucked, until she finally, blissfully, collapsed blurry-eyed and boneless to the mattress. He kissed his way up her overly sensitive body, reigniting her with every touch. When he pressed his lips to hers, she expected to be turned off by the taste or scent of herself. But as his tongue swept over hers, the taste of her mixed with the rugged, sensual taste of him, and it was absolutely perfect.

NEVER BEFORE HAD Quincy felt someone else’s pleasure as his own. Emotions whipped through him like a hurricane. He brushed his lips over Roni’s, and the truth came out. “I’m so into you, baby, you fucking own me.”
“I want all of you, Quincy.”
His heart stumbled, unable to believe they were there in that moment. The look in her eyes untethered him, and he took her in a fierce, loving kiss. They continued kissing as he stripped off his sweatpants, both of them expelling greedy sounds when he broke their connection to grab a condom from the nightstand drawer. Roni’s eyes were riveted to his cock. She reached up and touched it, one single stroke, light as a feather along his length, igniting his entire body anew. He gritted his teeth as she touched him again, tentatively. He had a feeling she’d never experimented like this before, and the fact that she wanted to do it with him brought an onslaught of new emotions.
“That feels good, baby,” he encouraged her.
She sat up and wrapped her fingers around him, her curious eyes meeting his as she stroked him again, a little tighter this time. He lifted her hand to his mouth and licked it from palm to fingertips and placed it on his hard length, wrapping his own hand around it.
“Tighter,” he said hungrily. “Like this.”
He showed her what he wanted, moving her hand tighter along his length. She breathed harder, stroking faster, and licked her gorgeous lips. He gritted his teeth, craving her mouth on him, but not wanting to ask for too much. Her eyes moved to their joined hands, and he let go. Her tongue swept across her lips, and her innocent, eager eyes darted up to his, then to his shaft again. She was killing him second by second, dragging him so deep into her, he knew he’d never climb out. He brushed his fingers down her cheek and said, “What do you want, baby?”
Without a word, she leaned forward and ran her tongue around the broad head. His chin dropped with a hiss, and her beautiful, unsure eyes flicked up to his.
“It’s good baby, so good. I’m yours, Roni. Touch me, play, explore, whatever you want.” Just don’t stop.
She licked his length, and then she slowly lowered her mouth over the head and about a third of his cock, sucking and sliding him in and out of her lips. Quincy stroked her jaw and slid his hand beneath her hair, fighting the urge to thrust, to pull her mouth further over him. “That’s it, baby. Holy…You feel so fucking good.” She took him deeper, moving quicker. Excruciating pleasure tore through him, and “Jesus…” escaped through gritted teeth. “Careful, babe. You’re going to make me come, and as much as I want that, I really want to make love to you.” The words slammed into him. He’d fucked and he’d taken, but he’d never made love to anyone. As Roni drew him out of her mouth, her beautiful, trusting eyes met his. His chest constricted, and he knew the words had come straight from his heart.