Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

I'm panting when he pulls his arm to his side.

"On the bed," he growls. "On your back. Now."

I sit on the bed. My eyes lock with his as I slide up it. Then they lose his as I lower myself onto my back.

"Fuck, Kay." He plants his body between my legs. Drags his fingertips over my calf, up my inner thigh. "You have no fucking idea how badly I want to taste your cunt."

My breath catches in my throat.

His fingers dig into my inner thighs. One. Then the other.

He pins my legs to the bed.

Leans down to drag his lips over the inside of my knee.

Up my thigh.

Almost.

Almost.

Almost—

I gasp as his lips brush my clit. Fuck, that's intense.

My hands reach for something. The sheets.

His hair.

But he grabs my wrist.

Pins my arm to the bed.

Fuck. The pressure of his palm against my wrist—

The way he's holding me down—

It pushes me to the edge.

He teases me again.

Another soft brush of his lips.

Another tease.

Another.

Another.

Then he's moving over every inch of me. Feather light. It sets my nerves on fire. It has every part of me awake and alive. Alive in a way I haven't been in a very, very long time.

I reach for him with my free hand.

He reacts instantly. Grabs my wrist. "Do that again and I'll have to tie you up."

Mmm.

Yes.