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Chapters (42)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prologue
  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. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter 32
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Epilogue One
  38. Epilogue Two
  39. This Is Forever
  40. Tempt The Hookup
  41. Books By Natasha Madison
  42. Acknowledgments

I push her against the wall right next to the stairs, and I press her back into the wall, pushing my cock into her pussy. “I want you,” I tell her, and she nods. “Naked.” I look at her silky bronze shirt that is practically see-through. My hands go to the sash around her neck tied into a bow. I pull it loose, and I see that it’s open to show her lace bra under it. Her back arches against the wall, and with my cock pushing into her, holding her against the wall, I rip her shirt open, and a couple of the buttons fall to the floor. She gasps, but all I can see is her semi-covered tit. The nipple is showing, and I lean down and bite it until she moans and starts to move her pussy up and down. “Naked,” I tell her, moving to the other nipple. “Naked on my couch spread eagle waiting for me.” I twirl her nipple with my touch. “To eat your pussy.”

“Yes,” she says, and I put her down. Her legs are a little unsteady while she holds one hand.

My hand goes to the button on her blue jeans. “I’m going to eat your pussy until you come on my face.” My hand slips inside her jeans, and I find her soaking, my middle finger slipping inside her. “Twice.” My mouth crashes on hers as my finger fucks her, and I swallow her moan. Her jeans don’t give my hand room to move, so I take my hand out of her pants and lick my finger clean while she watches me. Once I’m done, her eyes never leave my fingers as she watches me grab her jeans and pull them off her hips, ripping her lace thong along the way.

“That’s two pair you owe me,” she says and stops talking when I lick up her slit and suck her clit into my mouth. I open her lips with two fingers and see her pink clit waiting for me to suck it. Instead, I bite down on it and slip two fingers in her. I suck in once I stop biting her, and her pussy swallows my fingers tighter and tighter, almost dripping on my hand.

“Fuck,” she says as one hand goes into my hair while she tries to keep me in one place so she can come.

“Right there,” she says of my finger touching her G-spot, and I know she’s going to take off any minute. Her panting picks up, and her moans get louder. And right before I know she’s going to come, I take my fingers out of her and my mouth covers hers. Her tongue fights mine as her hand slips into my robe, and she takes my cock in her hand.