Before I could stop myself, and with that talent she had with her tongue, I exploded in her in mouth. She didn’t gag; no, Haylee being Haylee swallowed and then looked up at me, running her tongue over her bottom lip.
“I accept your apology.” She smiled at me.
“Fuck me, I think I need to fuck up more often.” I smirked down at her, then put a hand out for her to come lay with me. Her head fell on my chest and her long hair ran down her back.
Her fingers were dancing around my fresh ink like she knew she couldn’t touch it. Fuck. Of course, she knew that. She was covered in tattoos.
“Lucian?”
“Mm?” I had my eyes closed with her curled into my side, and my eyelids grew heavy.
I felt a kiss on my cheek but didn’t hear anything.