Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

"And my lease. It's not up until July—"

"Done."

"But how?"

"Does it matter?"

She wraps her arms around my waist. "No. I just… I want to be sure."

"I'll text the landlord now. We can move in December first."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." I brush her hair behind her ear. "It's ours. All you have to do is say yes."

"Yes. Of course." She rises to her tiptoes.

I lean down. Our kiss starts soft. Then it's harder. Her lips part to make way for my tongue. Her moans vibrate down my throat. Her fingers dig into my t-shirt.

"We need to christen it."

"It's not ours yet."

I pull out my cell, find the landlords number, shoot him a we want it text. "Now it is."

"But what if someone else offers more?"

"They won't. Trust me. It's ours."

"But—"

"I'll clean up after." I set my cell on the windowsill. "Unless you don't want me to pin you to that wall."

She shakes her head.

"You don't want to come on my cock?"

"Don't even—" She tugs at my t-shirt.

I move forward.

She steps backward.

We dance like that until her ass hits the wall.

She looks up at me, her smile spreads over her cheeks, her eyes hazy with desire. "Okay."

"Okay?"

She nods. "We should christen it."

I push her skirt up her thighs. "Sweetness, I need a lot more than okay." My fingertips brush her skin. Just above her knee. Then higher. Higher.

"Walker…"

"Better."

"Don't tease. Please. I…" She rocks her hips as she looks up at me. "I need you. I need this."