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Chapters (51)
  1. WANT MORE FROM CHLOE?
  2. CONTENT WARNING
  3. CHLOE’S MANSION PLAYLIST
  4. PART ONE
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
  15. 11
  16. 12
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. PART TWO
  22. 17
  23. 18
  24. 19
  25. 20
  26. 21
  27. 22
  28. 23
  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. 27
  33. 28
  34. PART THREE
  35. 29
  36. BONUS SHORT STORIES!
  37. Introduction
  38. ADVANCE COPY
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  41. 3
  42. 4
  43. 5
  44. DRENCHED
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  47. 3
  48. 4
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  50. ALSO BY CHLOE SLATE
  51. GET A FREE STORY FROM CHLOE SLATE!

"Zoe…honey, you did perfect…" Hannah's words came in heavy, short bursts. "Nobody has ever eaten me out like that before, and…god, I'm still processing how different and amazing that felt." Hannah fingered herself a little, the sound of her wetness between her fingers making me want to go back down there for another round.

"So, you want me to eat you out like that again sometime?"

"As…fucking…soon…as…possible."

I sat in the office chair, rolling away from Hannah and the desk a little bit, watching Hannah slowly gather her energy. I was sitting completely naked in Nicole Marcel's writing chair, triumphantly observing that same woman having to take multiple minutes to recover her senses in the aftermath of my tongue's exploration.

After another thirty seconds, Hannah slowly rose from the desk. Her cheeks were still flushed, and her nipples stood hard and proud. I smiled as she walked toward me, not having any idea of what she would do, but not caring what it would be because anything she did would be amazing.

"You…" Hannah gripped my chin and tilted it up at her face "…you are…really something."

"Oh yeah? I mean I learned everything from Nicole Marcel books…"

"No, no way…" Hannah said, running her hands through her pixie cut as she walked around the room, "I didn't teach you any of that…you taught me a few things today." She leaned against her desk, blissful and grinning. "That was beyond amazing, Zoe. I couldn't have even written that if I wanted to."

"But…what if you did?" I said, biting my finger.

"Oh…you'd like for me to write a story where a girl meets her favorite author on a train, and said author tries to play it all cool to try to make it look like she hasn't been yearning for that girl for weeks…then she has to admit to doing it and worries that the girl will run away, but then that humble author eats her out on the couch before she returns the favor by blowing that author's fucking mind with her skills?"

"Yeah…something like that." I smirked.

"Seems a little unrealistic, but I think it'd sell a few copies…" Hannah said, winking at me.

DRENCHED

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"Shit!" Lisa heard the woman yell loud and clear through the door to her apartment, over the thrum of the forgettable movie she almost forgot she was watching, over the hiss of the torrential rain outside. The dull kick she heard a couple of seconds later was even louder.