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First published March 11, 2018
"Sometimes you just have to take a chance on something that makes you happy, regardless of the unknown."
The air still around us, our breath mixing, swirling between us, our lips so close.
Beck—kind, funny, good-looking, attentive, thoughtful—he’s the fantasy. No man has ever looked at me the way I’ve described the look in my books. Yet somehow, Beck does, and it doesn’t make sense. I’m never the heroine. There hasn’t been a glimpse of a happily ever after for me.
“Eh, that’s more of a joke than anything. I mean, it’s a given at this point that we’re married. We’ve been through so much together already. Puke apocalypse, a funeral, nakedness, the Yahtzee chronicles, and of course the adoption of Pear Turtle Titty Tata.”
Beck: Caught red-handed want me to send you some shirtless pictures of me to curb your appetite.
Rylee: Our correspondence is done for the day.
Beck: [Picture sent]
Beck: Look at those abs
Beck: [Picture sent]
Beck: That smile, come on, tell me you think I’m hot.
Rylee: Your… God, you’re so hot.
"Not wasting any time, Beck yanks on my legs and hangs them over his shoulders so my heated center is right at his mouth. “Wh-what are you doing?” I stammer. “This,” he answers right before he parts me and presses his tongue against my clit…“Fuck, I knew you would taste good. So sweet, so addicting.” …. I thread my fingers through his hair, my hips moving with each swipe of his tongue against my slit…“Yes, Beck.” At the mention of his name, he presses his tongue harder and a wave of pleasure rockets through me, up and down my spine…His mouth lifts and he asks, “Are you going to come, Sassy?”…I convulse, hips thrusting against Beck’s tongue, greedy, riding out my orgasm until I can’t take it anymore, until the pleasure is too much and I’m on the verge of tears… “Feel good?” “So good.” He kisses his way up my body."
"Fuck, you’re making me so…hard…Needing more, wanting to see how far I can push him, I bring my lips to the tip of his cock and then suck him in while my hand squeezes his root. I work him. Sucking hard, my mouth moving along the head of his cock, my tongue dragging along. With my free hand, I reach between his legs and grip his balls, lightly fondling them. Together, I work my hands and my mouth careening him to the edge of no return. Beneath me he stiffens. His skin glistens with sweat, his grunts turn me on, and the strain in his neck, in his pecs—in every corded muscles running up and down his body—tells me he’s on the edge, teetering, teetering, ready to fall over. “I’m going to come, Sass. Pull away.” I don’t. Instead, I suck harder, I squeeze harder, and I flick my tongue on the underside of the head. “Fuck,” he roars as he comes, his breathing heavy, his chest rising and falling rapidly."
”You only live once, why now live life to its fullest?”
”Stick with me, Saucy. I’ll show you what it’s like to be worshipped.”
”I can’t breathe when I’m near you.”
”Do you feel this, Rylee, this pull between us?”
We were two lost souls searching for each other, and we happened to meet in paradise.