Page 77 of Tempt Me

“We need to be careful for a few days with the tattoo. Mostly, we don’t want to press into your skin and cause you any pain.”

“Oh, okay.” That seems to mollify her and pleases me. I’m not going to lie. It gives me a big head that she loves having sex with me so much that the thought of abstinence is unacceptable. “Now, what about the nipple rings? Would we have to skip sex for six months?”

“No.” I shake my head and stroke my hand over her thigh. When we’re together, I can’t stop touching her. It’s like all the years of denial have made me a greedy, obsessed man. “Like with the tattoo, we’d need to be careful. But that wouldn’t eliminate sex. I just couldn’t play with your gorgeous tits for that long.” I smirk. “And neither can you.”

“Well…” She arches her eyebrows. “If you’re thinking about doing it today, you’d better get busy because you’re going to miss having your hands all over me.”

Her impish grin instantly hardens me. Like I’m going to pass up an opportunity. “You’re a dirty girl, and I love it.”

“Good.” She wiggles her hips as my gaze devours her. “I like being a dirty girl for you.”

“I know you do.” My voice is deep. I stand and run my hands over her, cupping her globes, testing their weight, kneading them, tweaking her nipples. “Do you like that?”

“Yes.”

“When you have rings, I’ll be able to pull on them, tightening the pressure until your pussy convulses.”

“Yes, please,” she whimpers and clamps her thighs together to ease the building pressure at her apex.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll buy you a chain to make it feel even better.” I pinch her taut nipples–alternating between light and harder pressure.

“Yes, it feels so good.” Her face is flush as her eyes dilate with desire. For me.

“That’s my good girl. Now let’s see how much you like my mouth on your gorgeous tits.” I suck one into my mouth while kneading the other.

“It feels so good,” she pants and wiggles her hips harder. “It makes my pussy so wet. So slick. So needy for your cock.”

“Does it, baby?” I stare into her eyes as I repeatedly flick my tongue over her nipple.

“God, yes.”

“I wish I could.” Disappointment fills my soul. “But we need to wait.”

She climbs to a seated position as her bottom lip pops out. “That sucks.” Her eyes widen as a smile curves up her cheeks. “But….”

Before I can say a word, she’s on her knees and yanking my zipper down. She bites her bottom lip and exposes my hard shaft to the cool air. I shiver at the temperature change mixed with the expression of lust on her face.

She flicks her tongue along each of the bars, coating them with her spit and then tugs the top ring. I groan and grasp herhead, digging into her skull. It takes everything I have not to lift her up, spin her around, and fuck her senseless.

“Be careful, baby.”

“Please.” She rolls her eyes and flicks her tongue along the seam, sliding in my desire and engulfing the head.

“Jesus.” She smiles as she takes me deeper, and the metal clanks against her teeth. I shudder and close my eyes. “If I don’t get control, it’ll be over before it starts.”

She hums her approval as if my weakness for her pleases her. When she takes me deeper and gags, my eyes fly open, and there’s nothing in the world that would stop me from having my way with her.

“Such a good fucking girl. Taking all of my dick.” I fuck her mouth while holding her head, shoving deeper down her throat with every lunge of my hips. Her eager gagging fills the space around us as tears wet the corners of her eyes and her nails dig into my hips.

Fuck. I’m an asshole. I pull back and swipe her cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

She shakes her head and climbs to her feet. “No. I want it. I want you fucking my mouth. Filling my pussy. Doing all the things that drive you crazy with need.” She licks her lips and cups my cheeks. “Put in for the contest.”

“What?”

“Put in for the contest. Your work is phenomenal, and if you don’t, I’ll submit it.”

“Hussy,” I growl. “I suppose Maverick told you to do this when I was weak.”

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