Back Wrong Twin
Chapters (39)
  1. Playlist
  2. 1. August
  3. 2. Harper
  4. 3. August
  5. 4. Harper
  6. 5. Harper
  7. 6. August
  8. 7. Harper
  9. 8. August
  10. 9. Harper
  11. 10. August
  12. 11. Harper
  13. 12. August
  14. 13. Harper
  15. 14. Harper
  16. 15. August
  17. 16. Harper
  18. 17. Harper
  19. 18. Harper
  20. 19. Harper
  21. 20. August
  22. 21. Harper
  23. 22. August
  24. 23. August
  25. 24. Harper
  26. 25. Harper
  27. 26. Harper
  28. 27. August
  29. 28. Harper
  30. 29. August
  31. 30. Harper
  32. 31. Harper
  33. 32. Harper
  34. Epilogue
  35. Thank you
  36. Acknowledgments
  37. About Author
  38. Excerpt - The Roommate Deal
  39. Also By Roxanne

I nodded. “You’re right. That’s not fair.” I put my hand on the back of her head, breathing softly and brushing my lips against hers. The fingers of my free hand traced down the outline of her curves, stopping at the strap that rested against her hip. “I’m going to keep my pants on tonight.”

“But—”

I put a finger over her lips. “But you’re not.”

I ran a hand through her hair, lifting it up and across the pillow, as she let herself sink into it. Taking hold of one covered breast, I kissed my way down her chest. Reaching behind her, I undid the hooks, loosening the straps from her shoulders and tugged it off her.

Without giving myself time to take in her full luscious breasts, I squeezed one and leaned in to taste the most perfect nipple, running my tongue over one and then the other.

Her hands were tentative at first, then everywhere on me, my hair, my back, my arms. Her moans were soft and hesitant, and I couldn’t wait to break them out of her—to have her screaming.

I slid off the lace panties, resisting the urge to hold them to my nose, because she smelled so goddamn amazing, I tossed them to the side. Harper pulled on the sheet, covering her bare skin. I allowed it for the most part. Because in a minute, she was going to be pushing them off without my having to ask.

I grinned as I kissed her inner thighs, loving the way she writhed. Kissing the top of her mound, I moved two fingers inside her and she gasped. So beautifully. So intoxicatingly, I nearly lost myself in it.

Pumping in and out of her, I looked up to watch her. Eyes closed, the sheet cover now far from her body. Her teeth biting her bottom lip as I pulled out of her. A small groan escaping after I’d momentarily left her cold.

She was ready for more. Much, much more.

My mouth moved over her pussy, devouring it with hot kisses, my tongue sliding between the plump lips. Harper’s small moans were everything as her hips rose. I held her steady, focused on getting to the spot I needed to make her explode. I sucked hard on her clit, it was probably too much for her, too damn intrusive, but I needed to hear her scream.

Harpers back curved and she gripped onto the pillows behind her as if it were her lifeline on the rollercoaster she was on. Her mouth opened and the most beautiful cries echoed in my ear as she came hard against my mouth.

I traced slow soft kisses as I moved up her body, giving her time to come down from her high, forgetting that my rock-hard cock was poking her along the way, making her giggle.