Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

I don’t know what to tell her.

Only that I need her.

Fuck, how I need her.

I peel her dress up her thighs. Over her ass.

She groans as my fingers curl into her lace panties. “Ryan.”

I pin her with my hips. Grind my hard-on against her pelvis.

Her fingers fumble over my belt. “Too many clothes.”

I peel her panties to her thighs.

r /> “Ryan…”

My lips skim her neck.

She groans as she undoes my belt. My button. My zipper. “Mmm.” Her palm brushes my cock. “I love that you go commando.”

“Leigh.” Fuck, that feels good.

Her other hand knots in my hair. She holds my head against hers as she brings her lips to mine.

I kiss her hard.

My tongue dances with hers.

My need pours into her.

And hers pours into me.

I’m kissing Leighton. I’m kissing my best friend.

My brain can’t comprehend it.

She wraps her fingers around me. Strokes me harder.

I drag my fingertips up her thigh.

She groans against my lips as they get closer, closer, closer—

There.

She nips at my bottom lip as she strokes me.

I rub her harder.

Her groan vibrates down my neck.

I draw circles on her clit. Soft. Slow. Hard. Fast. Right. Left. There—

“Fuck.” Her blue-green eyes fill with pleasure.

She looks so fucking beautiful like this.

I watch pleasure spread over her face as I rub her.