Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

I drag my lips over her chin.

She writhes under me as I kiss my way down her neck.

Over her chest.

I take her nipple into my mouth and suck softly.

I tease her every way I can.

Soft flicks of my tongue. Hard ones. Long ones. Circles.

I suck softly.

Then harder.

Then hard enough her groans echo around the room.

Her hand finds my shoulder. She claws at my skin like it's the only way she can express exactly how pent up she is.

"Dean." Her hips rock against my stomach. "Fuck me. Please."

I drag my lips over her chest. Take her other nipple into my mouth. Tease it just as mercilessly.

Her shoulders relax as a sigh falls off her li

ps.

Relief spreads over her expression.

But it's short lived. A few more flicks of my tongue, and she's clawing at me again.

Her expression is pure make me come, now.

My cock whines. It wants inside her. It wants every sweet, soft inch of her.

Soon.

Very fucking soon.

I bring my hands to her hips as I suck on her nipple.

There. I push her panties off her right hip. The left.

She arches her back. Shimmies out of her panties. Kicks them off the bed.

Chloe is naked under me.

And, fuck, it really is everything.

I toy with her until my name is a curse on her lips. Until her moan is more whine than pleasure.

Then I drag my lips down her stomach.

My fingers curl into her thighs. I pry them apart. Pin her to the bed.

"Fuck." Her hand finds my hair. "Dean. Please."

Fuck yes. I plant between her legs.