Chapters (37)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- About This Book
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Epilogue
- About the Author
- Excerpt The Tangle of Awful
His smile is sexy and wicked. “You could never do anything wrong as far as I’m concerned. I have an idea.” He lies down on the bed on his back. “Come sit on my face.”
I must be gaping at him in confusion because his boyish laughter rumbles the bed. Feeling playful myself, I stick my tongue out at him. He grabs my hips, hauling me over him and positioning me right where he wants me.
“Callum,” I choke out, voice shaking.
“Just lick and suck on it. You’ll get the hang of it. Besides, I’m going to distract you so you don’t worry your pretty little head off.”
The heat of his mouth on my pussy has me groaning. He licks me from my clit all the way to my asshole, his fingers digging into my hips. I’m momentarily blinded by bliss.
“Told you,” he says, words hot against my flesh. “See if you can drive me just as crazy as I’m about to drive you.”
Emboldened, I take his engorged cock in my small hand. I attempt to make my fingers touch, but he’s too thick. I’m amazed and simultaneously worried about how this thing is supposed to fit inside my body. With a flick of my tongue, I tentatively lick at the glistening pre-cum, tasting his salty seed. His groan is downright feral.
“You’re going to fucking kill me,” he rasps out. “My sweet, sweet darling girl.”
I melt at his praise and throw myself into the task of making him feel good. I’ve never given head before, but it can’t be that hard. I know the logistics of it. Kind of like kissing, but with more sucking and less biting.
Bliss explodes inside me. Speaking of biting, he’s nibbling on my clit. It’s incredibly distracting, but it also motivates me to do the same to him. I moan around his crown, laving my tongue over his slit. This move has his hips bucking up, pushing his thickness deeper into my mouth. Because he’s so massive, I can’t take him very far without my teeth interfering. He doesn’t seem bothered by the scrape along his sensitive flesh because he’s slowly fucking my mouth like he can’t help himself.
I love the way his cock feels in my hand, throbbing and hot, now slick with my saliva. His hair at the base is dark and trimmed short. It makes me wonder if it’ll feel similar to the way his face scruff feels between my thighs. Will he rub me raw with it?
His thumb pushes inside me, causing me to gasp in surprise. I find myself rocking against it, needing to feel him deeper.
“This pussy is so fucking perfect,” he rumbles. “Come on my tongue, beautiful, so I can finally put my cock inside you.”