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Chapters (49)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. Epigraph
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  48. EPILOGUE
  49. Teaser chapter

Abby’s stomach quivered. She stood transfixed as Gage stopped in front of her and hauled her the length of his big, wet body.

“Fuck the rules,” he said, and his mouth crushed down over hers.

Heat and overwhelming need swept through her, desire unlike anything she had ever felt before. Gage deepened the kiss, and her fingers dug into his muscled shoulders. Her insides melted like butter, and a little moan slipped from her lips.

She barely noticed as he walked her backward to a place of safety out of sight behind a tall sandstone wall. Abby didn’t protest when he unhooked her bra and dragged it off, then bent his head and fastened his mouth over her breast.

Oh, dear God! Nothing had ever felt so good as the touch of his tongue swirling around her nipple, his teeth biting the end just hard enough to send a little shot of pleasure/pain racing over her skin.

He captured her other breast, suckled and tasted until she felt dizzy. “Gage . . .” Her legs trembled with the effort to stay on her feet.

Gage kissed her again, a deep, hot, open-mouthed kiss that sent damp heat into her core. Kneeling in front of her, he stripped off her panties, then pressed his mouth to the inside of her thigh.

“Something to look forward to when we have more time,” he promised, sending warm color into her cheeks.

Rising, he kissed her again, his big hand sliding down to stroke her, finding her slick and ready, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure. He cupped her bottom and lifted her against him, wrapped her legs around his waist, and kissed her. The feel of his mouth moving hotly over hers, his tongue sweeping in, taking what he wanted, had her melting against him.

His arousal felt hot and hard where it nestled at her core. Then he was sliding inside, filling her completely. Oh, dear God. He was big, and he knew exactly how to use what he had been blessed with, drawing out, then thrusting back in. Out and then in, easy at first, giving her time to get accustomed to his size, then moving faster, taking her deeper and harder.

Her hands slid around his neck, and she closed her eyes, absorbing the incredible feel of his solid body invading her smaller, softer form. With each of his determined strokes, pleasure swirled and tightened inside her, carrying her higher and higher, closer to the edge.

The pinnacle loomed ahead.