Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

Almost.

He drives harder.

Deeper.

My eyelids press together. "Don't stop." It's all I can get out.

He drives into me with those same steady thrusts.

Again.

Again.

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bsp; There.

The tension in my sex unfurls. I'm pulsing so hard I can feel it in my fingertips. I'm sure I'm going to push him from my body.

But he keeps that same steady thrust.

Keeps me pinned to the bed.

His lips find my neck. He groans my name against my skin as he thrusts through his orgasm.

His cock pulses as he spills inside me.

He's giving me everything he has.

I feel so full, so whole, I can't stand it.

Once he's spilled every drop, he collapses next to me.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls my body into his.

His lips find mine.

And he kisses me like he's never going to let me go.

Chapter Forty-Five

Kaylee

Sleep eludes me. I lie in bed—in my bed, just in case Em comes home and decides finding me in Brendon's bed is adding insult to injury—staring at the white-blue glow of those little plastic stars. Their light is soft. Ghostly almost.

I turn over. Press my eyelids together. Try to chase the image of Emma's face from my mind.

It won't go. All I see is the hurt in her dark eyes. All I can hear is the betrayal in her voice.

Kaylee, what the fuck?

No, I know he's a liar.

You're both liars.

Like I slapped her in the face.

No, I did. I didn't just lie to Emma about this. I stomped the ground and dug my heels into it. I dug a fucking grave with my heels.