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’m in control here. You get to be in charge ninety-nine percent of the time, give me this.” She grips my hips and begins to push a little harder. She still hasn’t bottomed out but she’s going deeper with each thrust. I grab a nearby pillow, curling my hands around it as she pushes deeper and I let out a moan I can only describe as feral as she hits my prostate again.
“Fuck. Whitney…” I reach between my legs and find my dick and begin moving in time with her thrusts although I don’t need to. I could come with the stimulation in my ass alone but I’m greedy for more.
“Oh God.” I hear her whimper and I remember this particular harness had something that rubbed against her clit while she thrust.
“Feel good?” I ask, wanting nothing more than for her to climax while she’s in my ass.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“You want to go faster?” I ask her, wanting her to, needing her to.
“Ahhhh yes.” She moans.
“Then move fucking faster,” I grit out. “Make sure it hits your clit, Angel,” I command her as she begins to move faster. “Fuck,” I whisper. “Oh my God, yes.”
She’s all the way inside me now, fucking me harder, her hips banging against my ass with every thrust as she bottoms out inside of me. I’ve dropped my hand from my cock to put both of my hands on the mattress needing to grip the sheets with both hands as I meet her thrusts but my cock still tingles with the need to come. My balls are heavy, the need to release overtaking me.
“Fuck, I forgot what this feels like. What you feel like.” I squeeze my eyes shut as the orgasm starts in my fucking toes. “You’re going to make me come, baby.”
The only sounds to be heard other than my moans is our skin slapping together and it makes my cock even harder hearing that sound.
“Fuck yes, I am,” she moans against me. “Only I can do this. This is for me. ME,” she whines as she rotates her hips and I know it’s because she’s trying to hit her clit at the right angle.
“Yes yes yes.” I groan as lightning flashes behind my eyes and the tingle in my balls shoots throughout my entire body. “Oh fuck, Whitney fucking yes. I’m going to come. Fuck me.” I slam my fist against the mattress and let out a guttural moan as I climax. I reach for my cock and pull on it, and seconds later, I’m ejaculating all over the bed.