Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

She groans as she pushes me deeper.

As her wrists strain against the restraints.

As I tug at her hair.

I stare back into her eyes until I can't take it anymore.

My lids press together.

And my lips find hers.

I kiss her as I drive into her.

We stay locked like that until she's groaning against my lips, her cunt pulsing around my cock.

Fuck.

It pushes me over the edge.

With my next thrust, I come.

Pleasure spreads through my torso.

I rock through my orgasm, spilling inside her.

Fuck, the satisfaction goes all the way to my bones.

Her body is mine.

And mine is hers.

And it really is fucking perfect.

I stay inside her until I'm going soft. Then I undo her restraints and pull her body against mine.

She drags her fingers over my chest, tracing the lines of my ink. "That was—"

"Yeah."

"You..." She looks up at me. "Just thanks. For the toy. And for... for everything."

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Kaylee

I get lost in my routine. Breakfast with Emma. School. Homework. Watching movies with Brendon on the couch. Writing. Reading. Bed—sometimes his, sometimes mine, sometimes without much sleeping involved.

Long weekend mornings with him. Work. Shower. Crashing in his bed.

Stopping by the shop after school so I can see him before he gets home.

Even though it means if you're going to hang out, help out stares from Ryan.

And attagirl winks from Dean.

Okay, I kind of like the attagirl winks.

It's Thursday, the night of the concert, the night before I leave for New Jersey, and the shop is about to close. I'm already in my I'm totally a rocker chick denim skirt, converse, artfully torn up (by Emma) band t-shirt combination. I'm even wearing heavy makeup.