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
“No, but I also didn’t spend my day snowboarding and then licking my pussy in the shower.”
“Nothing exhausting about that. That was my midnight snack. But I’m hungry for a meal now.”
My mouth waters at that. Fuck, the effect this man has on me is ridiculous. He moves so quickly, I’m startled, but then he gets whatever he was looking for out of his bag and brings them back to the bed.
“You brought all this on the plane?” I look from him down to the sex toys he’s laid out on the bed. My rose, a butt plug, a blindfold, and lube. We’ve used the rose and butt plugs in bed before but never at the same time. He would decide to explore this while we’re in a house full of people.
“Do you want to play, love?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What’s your safe word?”
“Honey.” I picked it because that’s what he said I taste like. I had plenty of sex in my absence from Kai, and I had plenty of great sex too, but I’d never had sex where I needed a safe word until Kai two point oh.
He instructs me to lie on the bed where he promptly ties the blindfold around my eyes, plunging me into darkness. Not knowing what he’s going to do or when only heightens my pleasure. Goose bumps erupt all over my skin, and I shudder at the slightest movement. I feel the faint touch of his fingertips over my ribs, and my body bucks.
He tsks. “So eager.”
“Kai, please.” I don’t even know what I’m begging for, I just know I need him to give it to me.
“Please what?”
“I need…I need…”
“Closed mouths don’t get fed, Olivia. What do you need?”
“Your dick.”
“Where do you want it?”
“My mouth.”
“What’s your safe signal?”
“Three taps to your side.”
He falls quiet. I strain to see if I can hear anything, the rustling of the sheets, his briefs hitting the floor, anything. But there’s nothing. I kick my legs out in frustration. Where is he?
And then I feel it. The fleshy tip of his dick dusting my lips. The distinct salty bead of pre-cum hitting my upper lip. The heat of my mouth welcomes him immediately, but he pulls away and then I feel my head lift and a pillow finds its way under my neck. The bed dips under his weight and I open my mouth, waiting for him to come back to me. He slaps his dick against my waiting tongue, making me squirm. He slides past my waiting lips to the back of my throat. “Suck.”