Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

He brings his lips to my ear. "I want you so lost in me you forget yourself." His breath warms my skin. "I want you to follow my commands without thinking. I want that much of your trust."

I slide my hand under his t-shirt and press my palm against his back. He's so hard and strong. He could tear me in half without a second thought.

But he wouldn't.

I already trust him not to hurt me.

Trust him with almost everything.

I want to give my body over to him.

To be his.

To lose track of everything but his words, his touch, his kiss.

He pulls my dress over my thighs. "What do you want, angel?"

The pet name makes me blush. Words rise up in my throat, but they're a tangled mess. I want everything.

"You want your hands around my cock?"

"Yes."

"Your lips?"

"Yes."

"You want to come on my cock?"

"Everything, Brendon. Everything."

"Then go to my room, take off your dress, and wait for me on the bed." His voice drops back to that demanding tone.

His expression changes. More in control.

More everything.

He gives me a long once-over. "Don't make me ask twice."

Chapter Thirty-Two

Kaylee

Now. I'm going to go to his bed and strip now.

Why does that set me on fire?

I'm hot everywhere.

Every part of me is desperate to strip in Brendon's room. To wait for him. To be on display for him.

It's scary how much I want to follow his orders.

But it's too exhilarating for me too care.

I make my way up the stairs, down the hall, into his room.

It's quiet. Empty. Just that big four-poster bed, the dresser, the desk in the corner.