Chapters (43)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- Author’s Note
- Playlist
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Part Two
- 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
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Epilogue
- Epilogue Two
- Also by Natasha Bishop
- About the Author
The sight of Kai sucking my clit into his mouth is almost too much to bear, but I keep my eyes on him because I want to please him and reward him for making me feel this way.
“You taste so good.” He is filthy with his words and his tongue, and my vision is starting to blur from the effort it takes not to close my eyes. He sets a punishing rhythm of intense, quick licks that make my toes curl before switching to soft, leisurely strokes that leave my body quaking.
“Fuck!” I moan. He keeps up the delicious torture until I’m coming in waves, drenching his fingers and beard. My legs start to buckle but he slaps my pussy again, telling me I need to keep them up. I’m entranced as I watch him gather my arousal and drag it down to my puckered hole. My eyes roll back in my head as he circles the area, giving me a chance to tell him I don’t want this but I do. I want it so badly. With no resistance from me, he slowly pushes in. “Oh my God,” I cry out.
Once he’s knuckle deep inside me, he uses his free hand to spread my lower lips open and thrusts his tongue back into my pussy. Fuck, the sensation is overwhelming in a way that makes me feel out of control but powerful at the same time. My fingers ache to touch him so I run my hands through his curls and grab his roots as he sucks my clit again. He flattens his tongue and soaks up every drop of my desire. His name falls from my lips as my second orgasm hits me, harder than the first.
He gives me a moment of recovery before he removes his finger and blows on my clit. My nerves go haywire, I’m so hypersensitized.
“Fuck, Kai. I can’t take any more.” I move my hand down to push his face away, and his eyes snap up to mine.
“What are you doing?”
“I can’t…”
He cuts me off. “You will. I warned you already that I was gonna wreck you, so you’re not done. You’ll take everything I give you until I say enough because you can handle it. Do you understand?”
I nod my head.
“Say it,” he demands.
“I…I understand.”
“Good girl. Now move your fucking hand.”