Pretend You're Mine (Inked Hearts 3)

Her eyelids press together.

Her lips part with a sigh.

Her hands fall to her sides.

I have to pin her with my hips to keep her upright.

“Ryan.” She slides her hand into my hair. “Fuck.”

I rub her with those same perfect circles.

Her neck tilts backward. Her head presses against the wall. Her thighs spread wider.

She’s inviting me into her body.

Opening herself to me.

It’s everything I want.

Leighton is everything I want—her heart, her head, her body.

I still don’t know shit about the first two.

And this—

Fuck, it’s been awhile.

I need to know her. Every inch of her. Every place that makes her purr.

She groans against my mouth as I tease her with one finger.

Two.

Three.

“Fuck.” She throws her head back. Leans her weight against the wall.

Her teeth sink into her lip as I slide three fingers inside her.

“Fuck, you’re wet.” I drive my fingers deeper.

“Ryan.” Her breath is as heavy as her nod. “More. Now.”

I bring my thumb to her clit. Rub her as I fuck her with my fingers.

Her lips find mine.

She groans against my mouth, rocking her hips to grind against my thumb.

It feels so fucking right, bringing her all this pleasure.

She feels so fucking mine.

I need her to be mine.

She pulls back with a heavy sigh. “Fuck. Ryan. Oh God.”

“Louder.”