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Chapters (29)
  1. What readers are saying about Anna’s romances
  2. Anna Hackett Box Set
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Preview - Mission: Her Protection
  27. Preview: Team 52 and THS
  28. Also by Anna Hackett
  29. About the Author

“For sharing, and for doing a hard job so I don’t have to, so others don’t have to.”

She kissed him again. It was slow and lazy. He slid a hand into her hair, slanting his mouth so he could go deeper. He drew in the taste of her.

She pulled back, her face flushed. “My turn to take care of you.”

Then she slid off his lap and onto her knees on the floor.

His body locked. “Harlow—”

“Shh, I’m the boss now.” With a smile, she undid his belt and lowered his zipper.

Fuck. Every muscle in his body went rigid. The sight of her on her knees in front of him left him weak.

She freed his cock. “Even your cock is beautiful, Easton.”

Her husky purr had his cock jumping in her hands. She stroked him, and there was nothing left in his head except pleasure, and the need for more.

Then she licked the head of his cock.

He groaned, pushed back into the chair. She sucked him deep.

Need was a pulse in his gut. He looked down, and felt himself getting harder. Her blonde hair was draped over his legs, her mouth sliding on him.

“Fuck,” he growled. “You like sucking my big cock, don’t you?”

Her gaze met his, those pretty lips stretched around him. She made a humming sound and he nearly came.

“You like knowing that you push me to the edge.” He fisted a hand in that golden hair. “That really, I’m the one on my knees.”

She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing. He cursed and then hauled her up.

“I’m not coming in your pretty mouth tonight. I want to feel your sweet pussy squeezing me when I come.”

She moaned, then pushed to her feet. She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down.

With a growl, he shoved her skirt up to her waist and yanked her to straddle him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. Her hands gripped his shoulders for leverage.

Easton thrust up as she shoved down.

She cried out.

Seeing stars, he gripped her hips. Shit. “Did I hurt you?”

“Not even a little.” She moaned. “I love that you’re so big.”

“Ride me. It’s all yours.”

One of her hands clenched his hair, gripping hard. She started moving, gliding up and down on his cock.

Easton gritted his teeth. He was on the edge of blowing inside her. “Harder, Harlow.”

Instantly, she picked up speed, her breaths coming in hard pants. “I’m so full.” Then her hand dropped between their bodies.

His gut clenched. “You rubbing your clit, baby?”

“Yes.”

“You are so damn sexy.”

She was riding him wildly. Easton gripped her ass, helping pump her up and down on his cock.

“Easton, I’m going to come.”

“I’m right with you, baby. I need you. I need to be right here inside you.”