Life With You

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Welcome back! This sequel is dedicated to everyone who commented, voted, and showed any kind of love to the first book! 😘

I hope you guys are ready for another rollercoaster because here we go...




Play the song in the header to get a feel for the mood in the first part of this chapter.

Play the song in the header to get a feel for the mood in the first part of this chapter

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TYRANT — BOOK 2






Daisy


I lay asleep in the back of the van, surrounded by darkness as it sat still, parked in a destination I was unaware of at the moment.

I felt two strong, familiar, hands tugging at my waist, pulling the hem of my jogging pants down. They grasped tightly at my bare thighs, making my knees bend as I instantly felt a moist, warm mouth connect with my aching sex.

My body shakes in gentle pleasure as he licks at my heated bud. I squeeze my eyes shut, letting a soft moan escape my lips as I bury my fingers in his soft, thick fro.

His long tongue slowly welcomes itself inside of me as I thrust my hips upwards to rock against his face.

A series of moans leave my lips as I whisper into the darkness, "M-More, Michael."

There was no response, but he slowly inserts a finger inside of me, swiftly pumping it in and out — swimming in my aching wetness.

I arch my back, and my body suddenly grows extremely hot. He continues licking at my clitoris, torturing me with his skills as his finger picks up speed.

I throw my head back against the van window as my bent legs begin to shake around the head buried between them.

"Mmm." I hear him moan against me, sending vibrations through me, a shock of pleasure consuming my body.

He rubs his smooth hand underneath my shirt and up to my bare chest, dragging his fingers along my hard nipples. I gasp at the raw emotions that are running through me.

He parts his mouth from between my legs, leaving me drenched and aching as I whimper against cold empty air brushing against my wet entrance.

My whimper was cut off my his plump, moist lips pressing against mine, letting me smell my own lustful bodily scent on his lips as he rubbed his big hands up and down my thighs.

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