Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Playlist
- Dedication
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
“I’ve been wet since I got here and now, I’m kind of drunk and even hornier. And your mouth is pressed up against my pussy, what do you think?”
I stand up, unbuttoning my jeans and pushing them and my briefs down my legs.
“God, you have such a nice dick.” She runs her hand over it which is getting harder by the second. She bites her lip and if I had more time, I’d already be shoving my dick down her throat.
“I’m glad you like it.” I lift her into my arms and press her against the wall, knowing that if I fuck her on the bed, it’ll make noise. She lets out a quiet moan the second I get inside her.
So much for not making noise.
“You said you could be quiet,” I murmur in her ear. I whisper against her neck as I pull her up and down on my dick harder but slowly so as to not make any noise. She locks her ankles behind my back trying to push me harder into her.
“Mmmm sorry, daddy,” she whispers so quietly; I know there’s no way anyone could hear her.
Fuccccck. My mind thinks as it processes her words. “You’re such a good fucking girl taking daddy’s cock like this.” She wraps her arms around my neck and our eyes lock as I continue to fuck her like we aren’t on limited time and there isn’t someone downstairs who may not ever accept this. With the angle and the speed in which I’m fucking her I know she can feel every ridge of my cock as I move in and out of her painfully slow.
She lets out a sigh so sexy and breathy it makes me almost come on the spot. “I think I’m going to come.”
“Hearing that leave your lips is my favorite sentence in the fucking English language.”
She gasps and then she bites down on her bottom lip and I want nothing more than to do the same. “I love how you love me.”
I brush my nose against hers and capture her lips in a kiss that’s hungry and aggressive and loving and I’m fucking ecstatic that I get to kiss this woman every day for the rest of my life.
“Come for me, baby,” I tell her, knowing that my orgasm isn’t far away and I want to give her one first.
“Touch my clit,” she whispers. I oblige her request and with the first swipe of my thumb over her clit, she detonates. Her fingernails dig into my flesh and her eyes flutter closed and she lets her head fall back against the wall quietly as she bites her lip trying to quiet the scream, I know bubbling inside of her. Fuck. She mouths.
Holy shit, she’s sexy.