Back What Was Meant To Be
Chapters (34)
  1. Title Page
  2. Table of Contents
  3. Playlist
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Epilogue
  32. Acknowledgements
  33. Also by Q.B. Tyler
  34. About the Author

“Your cunt gripping my cock? So, fucking good.” He lets out a groan. “Jesus fucking Christ, Whit, look what you fucking do to me.” He begins pulling at his hard cock that’s already leaking from the tip and I know he’s close to his orgasm because his cheeks are getting redder and his perfectly straight teeth are digging into his bottom lip.

Damn, that’s hot.

“Why aren’t you here, FUCK!” I scream as I start climbing toward my climax again. “Baby, your cock is rubbing against my clit at this angle too fucking good, I’m going to come.”

“Uh huh, yes the fuck you are. Jesus, you’re squeezing my dick so hard, Angel. Daddy is going to come. Pinch your clit. Do it now,” he commands through gritted teeth. I do and my toes flex in response as I push my fingers inside of me. “Good girl.” He drags out the word girl and it sends a shiver through me. This man is fucking sex in human form.

My eyes slam shut as my orgasm begins to take me under. “Fuck me, daddy. I’m close.”

He lets out a low moan. “I know, AngelAngel. Fuck, me too. Your cunt feels so good.” I shiver. “The second I see you, I don’t care where we are or who the fuck is around, I am dragging you into the nearest room with a door and fucking you so hard against it I might drive you through it.” My eyes flutter open and his eyes are trained on my face.

“Please.”

“Tell me when you’re coming, baby.”

“Fuck fuck fuck,” I cry out as I begin to ride my hand more aggressively. My strokes are getting more erratic as the feeling is beginning in my toes and slowly sliding up my legs. “It’s there. God, JP, I need you.” His dick. His tongue. His fingers that know how to play my body like his own instrument.

“Fuck me too. Daddy needs his girl.” And then I lose it. I come hard all over my hand again. I vaguely hear JP praising me and then I hear him come with a roar. My name leaves his lips like a prayer along with a lot of less than holy expletives.

My skin is flushed, and there’s a thin layer of sweat covering me. I meet his gaze and he’s giving me the sexiest smile to match my serene one.

I slide my hand from between my legs and let out a sigh. “Wow.”

A sexy smile slides onto his face as he grabs a shirt from out of view and begins cleaning himself off. His dimple pops out and I find myself getting turned on again. How was this man so fucking sexy? “Last night wasn’t enough. I need more. I need all the fuckin’ nights.”