Back What Was Meant To Be Save as PDF
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

A feeling between my legs wakes me up and before I’m even fully awake I know what’s the source of the pleasure. Jacob woke me up with his mouth between my legs more times than anything else and oh. My. God. My eyes flutter open and I’m so grateful to see it’s still dark out meaning it’s not morning and no one is looking for me yet.

“Mmmmm.” I let out a low moan and pull at the silky head of hair face down in my pussy.

I tug his hair gently and he raises his head, his tongue still working my spread sex as his eyes find mine. He pulls away for a second and my mouth drops open at the sight of my cum all over his mouth and chin.

I bite my lip at the visual, trying my best to burn it into my memory so I never forget how sexy he looks in this moment. I watch his tongue work my clit and my entire body feels like it bursts into flames. Fuck, how is it sometimes watching someone eat your pussy is just as hot as feeling it? My back arches and I begin to pull at my nipples, rolling them between my fingers when I feel his warm hands over mine. I drop my hands, as he covers them both with his large palms and he drags his thumbs over the nipples. Thumbs that are firm and a bit rough from being a surgeon and the texture against my sensitive buds make me bite my lip.

“Oh God, Jacob,” I cry out, because his tongue is now inside of me, circling my entrance while he begins to tug harder on my nipples to the point of almost pain. He’s always been obsessed with my tits. It was rare that they weren’t covered in hickeys at any given time. He’d suckle the skin, pulling the nipple between his teeth before nibbling gently. Or strum them between his fingers while he’d eat my pussy. The man knew exactly what to do to make me sigh, to make me scream, make me climax on his face or his dick. “I’m going to come.” I sigh, my eyes rolling back behind my eyelids. His hands drop from my breasts to my hands, lacing our fingers like he does when he wants to feel even closer to me. And I felt it. Something about our interlaced fingers while I come is just a different high.

His thumb drags over the skin just below my index finger which is what he does when he wants my eyes on him.