Tempting (Inked Hearts 1)

My name is on her body.

Fuck.

"Vi…" I run my fingers over the ink. "When did you—"

"Yesterday." She turns to look at me. Her voice is needy. "Do you like it."

"I love it."

"Yeah?"

"I love it more than I love my guitar."

"Really?"

"Not sure there are words to express how much I love it." I scoop her into my arms. "Gonna have to use my body to express how much I love it."

She giggles as she slides her arms around my shoulders. Her legs hook around my waist.

This is a nice hotel room—a suite with all the amenities—but right now I only care about the bed.

It takes a dozen steps to get there. Violet squeals with glee as I lay her on her back. She looks up at me with all the trust in the world.

There's no more nervous energy on her face.

Just desire.

I tug her p

anties to her feet then watch as they fall on the ground. I take my time dragging my fingertips up her thighs. Her skin is soft and every brush of my hands makes her tremble.

God, I could tease her all night.

Well, almost all night.

I plant my body between her legs. Her skin tastes even better than it feels. And the way she groans when I nip at the flesh of her inner thighs.

Fuck.

Violet's hand digs into my hair. Her hips buck. "Ethan… Please…"

I bite her inner thigh.

She groans with an equal mix of pleasure and pain.

I do it again, again, again. Until her thighs are shaking.

Until I can't stand teasing her anymore.

My mouth closes over her. She tastes so fucking good. And the way her thighs press against my ears.

She marked her body for me.

The thought of it spurs me on. My mouth is greedy.

I taste every inch of her.

Tease every inch of her.