Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

I need my hands around them.

I need her legs wrapped around my hips.

I need her screaming my name.

Still, I continue her game. I kick off my shoes. Peel off my socks. Drop to my feet to undo the zipper of her boots.

The right.

Then the left.

She steps out of both. Kicks them aside. “Your turn.”

I undo the button of my jeans. Push them off my hips.

Her eyes go wide. “Fuck. Have I told you how much I love that you go commando?”

“Yeah.” I reach under her skirt. Find the waistband of her black tights and peel them, and her panties, over her ass.

They collect at her thighs.

Her hand knots in my hair. “Bed. Now.”

I back her onto it. Drop to my knees between her legs. Peel her tights off her right leg. Then the left.

She squirms as I drag my lips up the inside of her calf. Her knee. Her thigh.

My fingers curl into her soft skin.

I pin her legs to the bed as I bring my mouth to her.

Fuck, she tastes good.

I lick her from up and down again and again.

I tease her until she’s groaning.

Until she’s tugging at my hair.

“Fuck, Ryan.” She groans as my nails curl into her thighs.

I hold her in place as I bring my tongue to her clit.

I can’t tease her anymore today. I need her bliss. I need her coming. I need her screaming my name.

Her breath hitches as I hit the speed she likes.

I go a little faster.

A little harder.

Up.

Right.

“Don’t stop.” She tugs at my hair. “Fuck.”

I lick her just how she needs me.