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Chapters (38)
  1. Full Page Image
  2. Copyright
  3. Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Epilogue
  37. Excerpt - Bridesmaid for Hire
  38. More Books by Meghan

But he doesn’t get the hint. Instead he moves to my other breast, giving it the same treatment, so I bring my hands to his jeans and undo them, then push them down with my feet, freeing him. I find his length in my palm, and I grip him tightly, lightly pumping.

“Fuck,” he gasps as his back arches, and he stares down at what I’m doing. When his eyes find mine again, they become feral.

He moves off me, sheds the rest of his clothes, and then grabs his bag.

Confused, I lean up on my elbows and watch him pull out an iPad. “Sit back,” he says, his cock straining between his legs.

Still in my skirt, I sit back on the bed, and he brings his bag with him as he hands me the iPad. On the screen is a paused video of two people, naked.

I glance at him in shock, and he smiles before tapping Play.

Seductive music starts playing as the man lays the woman back on the bed and starts kissing her all over her body.

“Oh my God,” I say, my eyes fixed on the screen.

“Spread your legs, babe.”

I do as he says while I continue to watch the screen, the man spreading her legs and starting to press his tongue against her clit. I’m so fucking consumed by what’s going on that I don’t even realize Wilder is in the same position until his tongue swipes against my slit.

“Oh, God,” I sigh as I spread myself even wider.

And in unison, Wilder licks me, kisses me, swipes at me just like the man on the screen. The woman writhes under him, playing with her tits, biting her lower lip, moaning ever so slightly.

It turns me on so much that I’m throbbing. I’m ready. I could tip over at any freaking point.

“Fuck, Wilder,” I say, shifting down more. “Oh my God, I’m so close.”

“Not yet, baby,” he whispers and pulls his mouth away.

I continue to watch the video, my center pulling and tugging inward, making me feel a deep sense of pleasure that I’ve never felt before.

This is so…naughty.

So erotic.

So positively everything I’ve ever wanted when it came to⁠—

“Oh my God,” I say as I sit up and watch Wilder finish slipping a vibrator inside me.

But not just any vibrator. The one we won at Camp Haven.

He turns it on, and I immediately fall into the mattress as my entire body tenses. Inside, the head of the vibrator swirls against my walls, vibrating at the same time, while the little tongue flicks across my clit, quick strokes that have my pleasure driving fast up my spine.

“Jesus, Wilder. Oh my God.”

“Watch the video, Pips. I want you coming while watching.”

I suck in a sharp breath, my body tingling, my inner core tensing.

“Wilder, I can’t…”