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Chapters (36)
  1. Cover
  2. Full Page Image
  3. Newsletter
  4. Quote
  5. Bishop Family Tree
  6. Prologue
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  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. Epilogue
  30. What’s Next
  31. Bishop Brothers World suggested reading order
  32. About the Author
  33. Connect with us
  34. Books by Kennedy Fox
  35. Free Books!
  36. Newsletter

“Fuck, Maize,” he moans, and then he loses it. Grabbing my hips, Gavin comes, and I feel his warmth inside me. It takes us a minute to catch our breath, and I swear I’m dreaming. After we’re clean, I collapse on the bed like my body is gelatin.

We stare at the ceiling, and my mind is mush. Gavin rolls over on his side and wraps his arm around my stomach, pulling me close to his body. I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as he holds me. As his fingers brush against my arm, I close my eyes.

Being with him was the perfect ending to my day, and somehow I instantly fall asleep.

The next morning, the sun blasts through the windows and wakes me. My eyes flutter open, and it takes me a minute to realize where the hell I am. When I look over, Gavin wakes up.

He almost looks shocked and pulls me into his arms.

“Good morning,” he says. “Glad to see you’re still here.”

I playfully smack him, and he laughs. “I guess I kinda deserve that. What time is it?” I ask, knowing my phone is probably still in my jeans on the bathroom floor.

“Almost eight.”

My eyes go wide. “Eight? Shit.”

“You gotta at least let me cook you breakfast. I kinda owe you for all the blueberry pancakes of yours I’ve eaten over the past few months,” he says, and I laugh.

It’s so tempting, but I know I have to go. “Can I take a rain check? Crap. I need to run home and grab a change of clothes so I don’t get questioned by my entire family for wearing the same thing as yesterday.”

Gavin sits up, giving me the perfect view of his bare chest and abs. My eyebrow raises, and right now, he’s the only thing I want for breakfast.

“You like what you see?”

“Mm-hmm. I’m really enjoying the view right now.”

He pulls me close and devours my lips. “So, if breakfast is out of the question, how about a quickie?”

I create some space so I can look at him, and I narrow my eyes. “Are you a mind reader or something?”

“No ma’am, it’s your body that gives you away every time.”

Seconds later, I’m crawling on to his lap, straddling him. He’s already hard, and I want him so badly my entire body aches. We kiss as he slides inside, filling me full of his length and girth.

“Damn,” I whisper as he digs his thumbs in my hips, steadying me as I greedily ride him. It feels so goddamn good being with him like this, taking full control as he gives me my body everything it needs and desires. The pace slows, and he thumbs my clit, and the build happens fast and quick.