Chapters (44)
- Title Page
- Contents
- Copyright
- Also by BROOKLYN CROSS
- WARNING
- Playlist
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Epilogue
- Thank You
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- Stalk Me Links
Crawling on the bed behind her, I lifted the shimmering fabric and smirked at the little purple thong. I would’ve pulled it off, but there was no need as they’d moved to the side of her body to expose her pussy to my eyes. Lowering myself down, I ran my tongue up the inside of her thigh until I could bury my nose between her pussy lips. She moaned and wiggled against my face as her body encouraged me to continue. Flicking my tongue between her folds, I tasted her for the first time, and she tasted as good as she smelled. Oh, there was definitely something strange about her, something that piqued my curiosity.
My tongue swirled around her sensitive clit, and she moaned again and spread her legs further apart. I licked my way up the side of her ass cheek until I could take a bite. I was careful not to bite too hard and force her out of the drunken stupor, but it was hard enough that I could hear the sharp intake of air as my teeth pressed deeper into her skin.
“You taste like addiction on my tongue.” I slowly moved up her body until I was hovering over Kirby, my body so close I could feel the fabric of her dress against my shirt.
“Is that what you’re trying to do to me, Sunshine? Are you trying to make me addicted to you,” I whispered softer than a butterflies wings into her ear, and she murmured something undecipherable, but her ass pushing up into my cock told me what she wanted. “I don’t get addicted, Sunshine, but you are mine. You need to learn that.”
Like a snake wrapping itself around its prey, I slid my hand around her throat as the head of my cock edged into her tight little hole. She gasped but didn’t open her eyes, and with a single smooth stroke, I sank into her hot pussy until I couldn’t go any further.
“Oh…” she said, and I tightened my grip on her throat.
I knew how to toe the lines. I’d squeezed the life out of many throats to know how much pressure to apply to keep her in a state of erotic asphyxiation. Her drunken state would only heighten the experience for her, while the thought that I could kill her at any moment had my cock wanting to explode already.
Sucking in a steadying breath, I began to move, and as I did, my naughty Sunshine began to moan louder and hump her ass up into me.
“Were you craving my cock, Sunshine?” I said as I drew wet lines up the side of her neck.
I thrust into her harder, and her body shuddered underneath me.
“Peter…”
That one word sent a jab of fury through my body, and I slammed my cock into her hard as I tightened my hold enough that she’d struggle to breathe.