Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

Fuck, that feels good.

I move to her other nipple. Toy with it until I can't stand the way she's sucking on my digit.

I drag my lips over her collarbone, up her neck, right to her ear. "Turn around and plant your hands on the counter."

Her nod is trusting. Obedient.

She brushes her ass against me as she turns.

Her ass feels so fucking good against my crotch.

I hold her body against mine and explore very inch of her torso. Her tits are perfect in my hand. Soft. Responsive. Mine.

It echoes through my head.

Mine, mine, mine.

I want every inch. Every groan. Every thought in her gorgeous head.

Slowly, I slide my hand over her side.

I undo her jeans and push them to her thighs.

She sighs. Arches her back. Presses her ass against me.

Fuck, those cotton panties. Sweet. Like her.

I push them off her hips.

Slide my hand up her thigh.

Fuck, I need to be inside her.

I bring one hand to her mouth, to muffle her groans, and rub her with the other.

She shudders. Shakes. Nips at my fingertips.

But she keeps her hands planted on the counter.

"Good girl." I suck on her earlobe.

"Brendon," she groans into my hand.

She's wet. Ready. But I need her on the edge. I need to be the only fucking thing she wants. I need my name to be the only thought in her head.

I rub her slowly. Softly.

She rocks her ass against my crotch. Driving me out of my fucking mind with her soft flesh.

Still, I toy with her.

I rub her until she's shaking. Until her fingers are digging into the counter. Until my hand is only barely muffling her groans.

She's about to come.

This is exactly where I want her.

I pull a condom from my back pocket and push my jeans to my knees. Then the boxers.