Chapters (32)
- Cover
- About the book
- 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
- Epilogue
- Unsung—Excerpt
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Amy Knupp
- About the Author
Then every thought flew out of my mind as I felt her fingers on my dick. She grasped me, then fingered my tip. My head fell back and I let out a groan as my blood thundered through me like a freight train.
Seconds later, she shoved my pants and boxer briefs down to my thighs. As one of her hands grasped my bare ass, the other stroked my hard-as-steel dick. Her lips hovered over mine, her tongue teased my mouth, and then with a shaky breath, she lowered herself slowly, kissing and licking and nipping my chest and abs as she went down.
When I felt her tongue swirl over my tip, just a teasing taste, I nearly lost my mind. Next thing I knew, she was running her tongue from base to tip in a slow, savoring lick, as if I was her favorite lollipop. It took everything in me to keep my touch on her head gentle and undemanding, but I fought to do just that, letting her have the reins, seeing where she took it, because this woman was blowing my ever-loving mind.
Her mouth closed fully over me, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I bit down on my lip to try to slow down the effect she was having on me. I opened my eyes to take in the sight of Chloe, on her knees in front of me, her hair tousled from my hands. Her white dress draped around her, and that finally got through to my brain—she was fully dressed still, heels and all, and I was a millisecond from going off like a barrel of dynamite.
“Chlo,” I managed as I gently tugged at her. “Mmm…”
She did a thing with her tongue that had me fighting hard to remember why I needed to slow this down.
“Com’ere,” I gasped, nudging her head again.
She looked up at me with her lips still around me, and swear to God, that scorching-hot image of her, with fire in her eyes and her dark locks cascading over her sexy shoulders, was burned in my mind for eternity.
I took her hand and entwined our fingers and pulled her up. When her mouth slipped off me, I wanted to howl over the loss, but at the same time, I was dying to give her the same pleasure she was giving me.
I pulled her to a stand, drawing her body tight against mine. “You’re incredible,” I said in a growl. “But fully dressed. Need to remedy that.”
“Guess I’m just better at getting you naked,” she said with a sexy smug grin that I wanted to kiss off her face. Of course Chloe could bring competition into the bedroom, and damn if I didn’t love it. There wasn’t much she could do at this moment, short of walking away, that I wouldn’t love.