Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

I let my hands roam her body. It feels like it's been months since I've touched her.

She groans against my mouth as I toy with her breasts. As I drag my hand down her stomach.

Slowly, I lower her onto her back. I pull her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and kneel between then.

Her back arches as I dig my fingers into her thighs.

Fuck, I love the sight of her.

I push her knees apart as I drag my lips up her inner thigh. I go higher and higher, until she's squirming against my hands.

Then I move to her other leg and do it again.

Her groan is half agony, half ecstasy.

I do it again.

Again.

I do it until she's shaking. Until she's groaning my name like it's a curse. Like I'm evil.

I am.

But she fucking loves it.

Once I've tortured her thoroughly, I bring my mouth to her cunt.

Relief drips from her sigh.

That feels so fucking good.

And she tastes so fucking good.

I take my time licking her up and down. I do it slowly, mercilessly slowly.

I wind her up again.

I bring her right to the edge.

She squirms against my hands. She bucks her hips. She tugs at my hair.

"Please," she breathes.

But I don't relent.

I do it again.

"Please." Her hand knots in my hair. Her groans run together. Please, sigh, please, sigh, please.

I plant a kiss on her inner thigh. "You watching, angel?"

"No. I..."

"Watch."

She presses herself onto her elbows. Her pupils dilate as her gaze goes to the mirror.

She looks down at me, begging me with her eyes. "I need you."