Contents ( 30)
- Connect with Meghan
- Contents
- Prologue
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Epilogue
- Excerpt - A Long Time Coming
- More Books by Meghan
“Touch me,” she whispers.
“Not here,” I say as I lift from the couch. While she’s still straddling me, I walk us over to the partitioned area. The entire time, she’s pressing kisses across my jaw.
“I want you, Ryot.”
I sit on the deep couch, resting against the back, giving us more space. She makes herself comfortable on top of me. Her beaded nipples press against the fabric of her white shirt, enticing me, showing me that she’s more than ready for my touch, so I slide my hand up her front, just below her breast.
A low hiss falls past her lips as she tugs on the hem of my shirt. “I want this off.”
“Then take it off,” I say right before she pulls on my shirt until it’s all the way off.
She lets out a large sigh before her hands explore my pecs. “Your body is incredible, Ryot.”
I cup her breast gently, letting the weight rest in my palm before I graze my thumb over the little nub. Her tits aren’t too big but not small either, the perfect size for her body. Perfect for me.
Wanting more, I pull her shirt up and over her head, revealing her naked chest.
“Jesus,” I mutter as I stare at her. “Myla, you’re . . . you’re so fucking beautiful.”
And then her lips are on mine again. I don’t get a chance to touch her breasts again before she’s gripping my pecs tightly, peppering kisses along my jaw, down my neck, and then to my chest, where she nibbles along my muscles.
“Claim me,” I say through clenched teeth as her hand finds my erection in my jeans and starts rubbing me. “Mark me, Myla.”
She does just that. She drags her nails over my chest, past my nipples, bites along my pecs, sucks, and then licks all the way down my abs, taking a moment to mark them as well. It’s so fucking sexy that my cock is straining to be released. When she reaches the button of my jeans and starts to undo it, I feel my cock jump against the fabric.
She undoes my jeans, pulls them down with my boxer briefs to release me, and pulls my length out.
“Oh yes,” she says as she watches my cock stretch up against my stomach. And then, without a pause, she licks the entire length until she reaches the tip.
“Fuck,” I groan.
“I want to suck you, Ryot. So bad. I need this dick in my mouth.” She opens her mouth wide and sucks me in, all the way down to the root, deep-throating me in one smooth stroke. I nearly fly off the couch from the feel of her warm, tight throat taking me in.
“Fucking hell, Myla.”
Her eyes water as she stares up at me, but she continues to take me deep, over and over and over again until a light sheen of sweat falls over my skin and my balls start to tighten.