Wreck My Plans

by Jillian Meadows

“Sit on my face, little menace. I want you to ride my tongue until you come all over it.” My breath hitches as he grips my ass to hold me steady. “Grab the headboard, baby,” he commands, eyes pinned to mine as he pulls me toward his mouth. And when his tongue drags through me slowly, I dig my nails into the wood bedframe and hold on for dear life as Gavin keeps his promise to ruin me.

“Thank you for choosing me.” She catches it with her thumb. “Always.”