Chapters (33)
- Cover
- The
- Copyright Page
- Table of Contents
- A Note to Readers
- The Wicked World
- Playlist
- 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
- Epilogue
- More Books By Melissa Foster
- Acknowledgments
- Meet Melissa
“I have a lot to be thankful for.” He cupped her jaw, brushing his thumb along her lower lip. “I’m thankful for these sinful lips and the kisses they give.” He pushed his thumb into her mouth, and she closed around it, licking the thick digit. “And for this beautiful mouth, which rambles adorably and sucks exquisitely.” When he withdrew his thumb, a moan slipped out.
“Love those sounds you make,” he murmured against her skin, kissing a path down her neck and dipping his head to slick his tongue over her nipple, making her ache for more. “I’m thankful for your gorgeous breasts and the loving heart behind them.”
Holding her gaze, his hand slid over her thigh. “And for these legs that squeeze me when you ride my cock and hold you up when I take you from behind.” He dragged his fingers along her wetness. “Think your family will know I’ll be thinking about bending you over the dinner table all night?”
A whimper escaped, and she bit her lower lip. “Now I’ll be thinking about that, too.”
He brushed his lips over hers, whispering, “Good,” and dipped his fingers inside her, then withdrew, teasing over her slickness again. Her eyes closed with the titillating sensations skittering up her chest. “Eyes on me, beautiful.” She opened her eyes, and he did it again.
“Tobias,” she pleaded.
“There are not enough words to describe how thankful I am for your tight pussy, which allows me to truly become one with you.”
His dirty-talking romantic side always did her in. He lowered his mouth to hers in a mind-numbing kiss as he pushed his fingers inside her, making her gasp with pleasure, and proceeded to stroke that hidden spot ever so slowly, until she was mewling and trembling, aching for more. He nudged her legs open wider with his knee. “Spread your legs, baby. Your man has an appetite for the sweetest thing on this planet.”
A slow grin spread his lips as he dropped to his knees, guiding one of her legs over his shoulder. His eyes remained trained on hers as he dragged his tongue along her sex and then feasted roughly, driving her out of her mind with his talented mouth and strong hands. “Tobias—” He quickened his efforts on her clit. “Don’t stop. Oh God…”