Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

He stares back at me. “Suck me off.”

Fuck. Yes.

My fingers dig into his hips as I lean forward. Brush my lips against his tip.

He shudders from the soft touch.

I do it again. Again. Again.

It feels so fucking good, making him shake. But it’s not enough.

I need more than a tease.

I need him groaning my name as he comes.

I wrap my fingers around his firm flesh. Hold him in place as I bring my lips to his cock.

My tongue slides around his tip. He tastes good. Like chlorine and like Ryan.

I do it again, softer.

Then harder.

His hand knots in my hair.

His groans spur me on.

I look up at him as I take him into my mouth.

Wet waves fall over his piercing blue eyes. But it’s not enough to hide the bliss in his expression.

Right now, he’s wrapped around my finger.

Right now, I’m the only thing he wants.

Feminine power courses through my veins. He’s at my mercy. I’m still at his mercy, but I don’t care.

It feels so fucking good.

I suck on his tip until I can only taste Ryan.

Then I take him deeper.

Deeper.

His palm presses against the back of my head. He pushes me farther. To the brink of what I can take.

I swallow to relax my throat.

Take him as deep as I can. Wrap my fingers around the base of his cock so I have all of him.

Slowly, I pull back.

Then I do it again.

Again.

Again.