Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

Fuck, the pressure from his palm—

The intensity in his dark eyes—

The demanding edge to his voice—

I only barely manage to respond. "No."

His voice softens. "You're nervous."

"A little."

He slides his hand over my ass and thighs then traces the hem of my dress. "I'll walk you through it."

I just barely nod. It's too much. Too intense. And too many other thoughts are screaming for my attention. I need him erasing them. I need him making me forget.

He leans down to brush his lips against mine. It's soft. Barely a kiss. Barely a taste.

He brings his lips to my ear. "I want you so lost in me you forget yourself." His breath warms my skin. "I want you to follow my commands without thinking. I want that much of your trust."

I slide my hand under his t-shirt and press my palm against his back. He's so hard and strong. He could tear me in half without a second thought.

But he wouldn't.

I already trust him not to hurt me.

Trust him with almost everything.

I want to give my body over to him.

To be his.

To lose track of everything but his words, his touch, his kiss.

He pulls my dress over my thighs. "What do you want, angel?"

The pet name makes me blush. Words rise up in my throat, but they're a tangled mess. I want everything.

"You want your hands around my cock?"

"Yes."

"Your lips?"

"Yes."

"You want to come on my cock?"

"Everything, Brendon. Everything."

"Then go to my room, take off your dress, and wait for me on the bed." His voice drops back to that demanding tone.

His expression changes. More in control.

More everything.

He gives me a long once-over. "Don't make me ask twice."

Chapter Thirty-Two