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Chapters (41)
  1. Title Page
  2. Table of Contents
  3. Acknowledgements
  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. Part Two
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. Chapter Fifteen
  22. Chapter Sixteen
  23. Chapter Seventeen
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Epilogue
  40. Trigger Warnings
  41. Other Books

“Fuck me until you come.” I bring my other hand behind her neck, pulling her down as she slowly lifts her hips up and rides over my thick cock. “I wanna feel you drip down my dick.”

Her body shakes and she rides harder, her tits brushing against my chest. When her breath speeds up, I bite her nipple into my mouth and reach for the front of her throat. Her pussy clenches and pulses around my cock as my balls tighten and blood turns hot. When I know she has finished, I lift her off my body with the hand around her throat and direct her onto her knees on the floor. Before I can grab my cock and shoot onto her face, she swallows my length whole, and as soon as my tip hits the back of her throat, I lose it. My knees shake and the hairs on my body stand to life as I release.

I drop to the floor beside her, resting my head against the mattress. Silence falls between us both as we try to catch our breath, and fuck. I wish I could say I feel bad, but I don’t. And I thought just having one taste of her would be enough.

It isn’t going to be.

I turn my head toward her, brushing her hair away from her face. “Come. I’ll clean you up.”

She peers up at me with glassy eyes. “You don’t have to do that.”

I scoop her up from the backs of her legs, carrying her to the bathroom that’s adjacent to the bedroom. She laughs against my chest but wraps her arm around my neck.

Lowering her into the shower, I turn on the tap and wait for it to heat up. There are already soaps and shampoos in here, so I pull her under the water and squeeze some shampoo onto my hand.

She stands beneath the hot water, running her hand over her hair to plaster it down. “You’re an expert at this…”

I pause before rubbing the soap over her tight little belly, leaving a trail of soap suds on the way down between her thighs. She sucks in a breath. “Actually, I don’t fuck with anyone after I’ve fucked them.”

“Charming…” she teases but lifts her hips when I circle her pussy.

“Not even close. And let’s be honest, princess…” I bite her lip again, even though it’s swollen from earlier. “You wouldn’t be on my dick if I was.”

Her head tosses back as she laughs, and I back her up against the glass, closing the distance between us. “Good thing you like pain…”