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
“In your cunt,” he growls and when I look up into his blue eyes, they’re dark and wide and unblinking. He grips my forearms and pulls me off of him and holds me above his dick. “Are you wet?” he asks and I reach a finger down and rub it through my slit. I’m wet but I haven’t been awake long and not as wet as Jacob likes me to be when he’s inside of me. “On my face.”
I do as he says, knowing that it’s the fastest way to get me wet and wanting and sure enough, after three swipes of his tongue over my clit, I’m panting for his dick inside of me. I look down at him since I’m facing the headboard and our eyes meet as he flicks his tongue against me over and over. His eyes are hungry and I can see the heat and feel the heat in them. “Daddy, you’re so fucking good to me. You always take such good care of me.” I drop my hands to either side of his head and grind my pussy harder against his mouth, chasing the orgasm I wasn’t anticipating having on his tongue but now I’m desperate for it.
“Mmmmhmm,” he groans against me and the vibrations set my whole body on fire. He grips my ass, digging his nails into the flesh and I feel a finger travel inward toward my asshole. He pushes a finger there and I whimper at the fullness, his tongue in my cunt and his finger in my ass. I was no stranger to the feeling, having been very familiar with butt plugs and other types of anal stimulation while he was inside me. But there were few positions that allowed our eyes to lock while he was stimulating me in both places and a feeling of vulnerability washes over me. I look away, the intensity too much when he nips at my clit and I cry out. “Eyes on me.” His words are soft but demanding and when I look back down at him just as he pulls his face away from my pussy to show the slick evidence of my arousal. His beard is wet and his lips are shiny and I watch as he slowly drags his tongue through my seam and flicks my clit before he shoots me a wink that makes my knees weak. I fall forward, dragging my pussy along his mouth and back down his body.
My sex is wet and pink from the rubbing against his facial hair and my needy clit is throbbing and peeking through the lips of my sex. I brush his dick against my slit, dragging the blunt tip through my wetness and Jacob releases a shaky breath.
“Fuck, that feels good, sweet girl. Do that again.”