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
“Gladly.” He caressed her ass, then smacked it again, harder this time, sending enticing prickles racing through her.
“Fuck me,” she urged, but he was already there, gripping her hips and driving his cock into her tight heat, sending pleasure barreling through her. She gripped the edges of the table, craving his power, the lustful sounds he made, and the way he took her right over the edge.
As she came down from the peak, he withdrew and lifted her onto the counter, his mouth claiming hers roughly and devouringly as he drove into her, burying himself to the hilt. She cried out, and “Fuuck” fell from his lips, but he didn’t slow down. He thrust and she rocked, meeting every pump and grind as he pounded into her. Their bodies took over, hands and mouths groping, kissing, nipping, and biting.
“Harder,” she begged.
She clung to him as he pulled her off the counter, her legs clamping around his waist. He turned, and her back hit the wall. Using it for leverage, he took her harder, deeper, until they lost control, sounds of pleasure filling the air and love filling their hearts.
REBA AND PREACHER’S house was buzzing with love, laughter, and more family than Tobias ever imagined having in his life. His family, Madigan and her extended family, and Sid’s father, were all there. He and Madigan had spent the afternoon with his grandfather, who was having a fairly good day, and though they’d considered bringing him to dinner, they worried it would be too overwhelming. They’d made the right decision. As joyful and wonderful as it was to be around so many good people, it was also loud and chaotic.
Gunner and Blaine carried platters of biscuits and mashed potatoes out to the table, and Zander snagged a biscuit, shoving it into his mouth, as he hurried away.
“Dude, really?” Blaine hollered.
“What?” Zander splayed his hands with cheeks full of biscuit and laughed.
Carrie was holding Leo, chatting with Chloe, Leah, and Sid, and she glanced at Blaine.
He winked, his irritation at his brother forgotten.
Carrie shook her head and turned away, but not before Tobias noticed a light blush on his sister’s cheeks. He’d never tire of seeing her smile and hoped one day she’d find love like he and Madigan had, a love that didn’t shy away from the difficulties of life, of which there were many. He and Carrie and his father had shared deep conversations that had led to tears, laughter, anger, and every emotion in between. He was sure they had more to come, but he knew Madigan would be there for him every step of the way.