Hating You, Loving You (Inked Hearts 4)

I want to be the guy she can lean on. Fuck, I want it so badly I can taste it.

But can I trust myself?

That, I don't know.

My hands go to her shoulders. I don't push her away or pull her closer. I keep her exactly where she is. "I want to fuck you, Chloe. I want to bury myself in you. But not tonight. Not because you're drunk and scared."

"It's not because of that."

"But you are."

"A little."

"I want to erase every ugly thought in your head. I do. But not like this. If you still want this tomorrow, come over after your test. I'll fuck your brains out."

My stomach flip-flops.

My hands shake.

My toes go numb.

I've done a lot of crazy shit in my life, but this is the first time I've been this fucking terrified.

"You… you want to be with me?" she asks.

"It's never been a question of whether or not I wanted to be with you."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

She leans in. Presses her lips to mine. It starts soft. Then it's harder.

The warm affection fades into a hungry heat.

Her tongue slips into my mouth.

Her fingers dig into my skin.

My body roars awake. My heart thuds. My lungs strain. My cock stirs.

"Oh." She pulls back with a heavy sigh. Her cheeks flush. Her tongue slides over her lips. "It's been a long time since I've made anyone hard."

I shake my head. "You have no idea how many times I've fucked myself thinking of you."

"How many times?"

"Too many to count."

Her fingers dig into my neck. "You're a tease. Do you realize that?"

"Yeah."

"It's cruel."

"That's me."

"Dean I… I understand what you're saying. Why you want to wait. But I can't. Everything might be wrong tomorrow."