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
We kiss at the same speed as our bodies’ movement and it’s like we’re moving as one. I grip her hair with one hand and grip her ass with the other. She gasps against me when I hit her G-spot. “God yes, there it fucking is.”
“JP.” She rides me harder, squeezing down on me every time she bangs against my pelvis.
“You always know just what I want. You know how to fuck me, Whitney.” Lightning begins at my spine and it shoots to my balls making them tingle and I know I’m seconds from coming.
“God, it’s been so long since I’ve had this. I forgot…” she moans. “JP, I’m going to come.”
“Look at me, baby. Let me see you when you come. Take me with you,” I beg, wanting to go over the edge with her. She lets her eyes flutter open and all I can see is lust all over her face. “Yes, fuck,” I grit out. “Come all over my dick, baby. Your dick.”
“Yes,” she cries out. “Fucking mine.” She moans and then I feel it.
Even with the barrier separating us, I know the second she begins to climax. Her cunt grips me harder and she leans over so she can grind her clit against me.
I run my hands up her chest and grab her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she fucks me through her climax. “You’re such a good girl. Fuck, I’m going to come.”
She drops her face into my shoulder and bites down and it spurs my own. “Oh God. Fuck, make me come. Please baby. I’m coming.”
Her lips are on mine as we continue thrusting against each other. I grip her hips and help her bounce up and down on me faster.
“God, that’s it. Holy fuuuuck,” I groan out as the best orgasm I’ve probably ever had rips through me.
She falls to my chest, my dick still inside her as she peppers kisses on my face. My cheek. My nose. My lips. Something she always did.
“I can’t fucking wait to get my dick in you, raw,” I tell her as I slip out of her.
I slide the condom off without spilling my semen and fuck there was a lot before tying it off and setting it on the floor next to my bed, not caring to look for a trashcan in this moment. I pull her into my arms and she sighs.
“Me too. This felt like coming home, after… a really long time away,” she whispers and I pull her to rest on top of me. She rests her cheek just above my heart as our legs thread through each other. I grab the throw blanket from the end of the bed and pull it over us. She looks up at me and smiles. “Thank you for coming back to me.”
Chapter Twelve