Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

It’s soft. Slow. Sweet.

Then it’s harder.

She tugs at my hair.

I pin her to the wall.

She parts her lips.

I slip my tongue into her mouth.

Two years.

She’s wanted me for two years.

And all this—

Fuck, my head is spinning. I don’t know what to say. How to handle this.

Leighton wants me.

It makes no sense.

And it makes every lick of sense in the world.

She sighs as she pulls back. “Inside. Now.”

I shift my hips backward to release her.

Her ass brushes my crotch as she turns and unlocks the door. She slides it open and steps inside.

I follow her, locking the door behind me.

She shrugs my suit jacket off her shoulders and hangs it over the side of the couch.

Her eyes find mine.

They beg for love, trust, satisfaction.

I still don’t know shit about the first two.

But I can make her come.

I need to make her come.

Now.

I press my lips to hers. Soak up every ounce of her need. Home in on every place she hurts.

I want to be her salve.

The key that unlocks her.

The puzzle piece that makes everything click together.

Is that love?

I don’t know.