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|Hook Me(Men of Inked #2) by Chelle Bliss|
Turning toward him, I smiled. “Never been more sure about anything in a long time, Michael.”
“You want to just go to sleep?” I asked, giving her one final out. “I don’t know if I can do gentle, Mia. I’m giving you fair warning.” I held her face in my hands as I pushed my hardness against her.
“Don’t be gentle with me, Michael. I’m not going to break.” She pushed against my chest, breaking the kiss. “Shower first,” she said, pushing me toward the shower. “We’re covered in sand.”
“Only if you’re coming in with me.” I smirked and reached in the shower to turn on the water before pulling over my rain soaked shirt.
As she ran her soft fingers across the tattoo on my chest that spelled Gallo, my dick ached and strained in my pants. Wanting to be inside her, her touch felt like torture.
“Verita?” She asked, running her nail down the letters on my ribs.
Goosebumps dotted my flesh. “It means ‘truth’ in Italian,” I said, trying to keep my voice even.
Walking behind me, she kissed my shoulder before sinking her teeth into my flesh.
Inhaling sharply, I tensed, “If you do that again, we won’t make it to the shower,” I said on shaky breath. I wanted to feel her nails rake across my balls as she sucked me off. “My turn.” I turned around to face her.
I slowly lowered the straps of her swim dress, holding it between my fingers, as the material clung to her skin. As her dress slid from her body, it cascaded to the floor. She stood before me in nothing but her black bikini. Her breast made my mouth water, as her ni**les grew hard with the cool air. She stood stock-still and looked at the floor with her cheeks turning a light shade of pink, as I took in her beauty.
I placed my fingers under her chin, forcing her eyes to mine. “You’re breath-taking.”
A small grin spread across her face, but there was uncertainty in her eyes.
“Stunning, actually. You still want this, Mia?” I had to know for certain that she wanted to be with me.
She nodded and palmed my dick through my swim trunks. I shuddered, the ache turning into a throb with the warmth of her hand. Reaching down with a smirk, she pushed from the sides of my trunks, but it caught on my stiffness.
I chuckled when her eyes grew wide and heard her swallow.
She yanked harder, before they slid down my hips and fell to the floor with a thump.
As I stepped forward, my c**k brushed against her soft, wet skin. Closing my eyes, I inhaled, needing a moment to get my hunger under control.
I wanted to slam her body against the wall and take her, but I wasn’t here to hit it and quit it.
Leaning into me, she grabbed my sides and squeezed, her breath catching as my c**k bobbed against her stomach.
I ran my mouth along her cheek, relishing the softness of her skin.
There was a connection there, something greater than us and out of our control. We both needed this.
The running water and the sound of our breath filled the room as our lips smacked against each other. I kicked the trunks free from my feet, hissing into her mouth, as her fingers grazed the tender aching flesh of my dick.
I craved her touch more than I thought possible.
She lightly touched the top of my shaft before running her nails across the head, moving underneath. Her hand stilled as she felt the first piercing and she froze.
I failed to mention my hardware.
I grinned, opening my eyes, to see her expression.
Her eyes grew wide as she peered down before continuing to feel the underside of my cock.
“Never felt a Jacob’s Ladder before?” I asked with a smirk.
“No, I’ve seen them, but never felt one.” She palmed my c**k and pulled it up getting a better view. Biting down on her bottom lip, she gawked at it like it was a foreign.
“Wait until you feel it inside, sweetheart,” I whispered in her ear, as I slid her thong down her legs, waiting for her to step out.
I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. It took everything in me not to sink my dick into her as I reached in the shower to check the temperature.
With one foot in the shower, she stopped me, digging her feet in my ass. “Wait.”
Fucking hell. My c**k was going to explode at any moment. Just carrying her was enough friction to set me off.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, resting my forehead against hers.
“We need a condom. Do you have one?” She asked biting down on her lip.
“Fuck, I don’t. Didn’t plan on sinking my c**k balls deep in ya, Doc.” I laughed. “Do you?”
“I have one. It’s in the top drawer on my nightstand. Put me down and I’ll go grab it.” She started to pull away.
I shook my head, pulling her tighter against my body. “Hell no, we’re not leaving this position. You feel too f**king good to put you down now.”
She giggled as I carried her to the bedroom. Leaning over, I held her ass, keeping her in my arms, as she reached into her nightstand.
“Don’t look!” She tried to cover my eyes with her hand as she opened the small drawer.
“Whatcha got in there?” I asked even though I could see through her fingers.
The drawer overflowed with lace panties and my eyes zeroed in on a sex toy.
I liked a girl that didn’t have a problem with mast***ation.
I’d give my left nut to watch her use it on herself.
“Nothing. Stop peeking.” She dug her heels in harder, rubbing my c**k against the warmth of her pu**y.