Page 79 of Damaged Mogul
Those beautiful sapphire eyes drop to my chest, taking in my tattoos before meeting my gaze.
Under the light, her eyes sparkle.
“Do your tattoos have a significance?”
Fuck. That subject is a guaranteed boner killer.
I fold my lip between my teeth.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.”
I exhale. “Most of my tattoos are intricate custom designs—art I like—but a few have a personal significance. Like the tattoo of the cross, rosary, and rose.”
“What does it mean?”
“It’s…”…to remember someone I lost.I let out a breath.
“I’m asking too many questions.”
I can’t handle the answer to your question.
She shrugs. “It doesn’t matter. Your tattoos are pretty badass.”
“None of the guys you’ve been with before have been inked?”
Her eyes widen. “No.”
“You disapprove of tattoos?”
She shakes her head. “Not at all.”
“You’re stepping out of your comfort zone with me?”
“Way, way out.”
“I’m good for you.”
“That still remains to be determined.”
I’ll show you, little one.
My hand skims up and over her rib cage. Her skin issmooth and baby-soft. I grope her tit, wedging her nipple between my fingers before pulling.
She shivers.
I hope you enjoyed the warmup.
I change things up.
I twist her nipple hard.
She lets out a sharp breath and folds over.
I sooth my sweet punishment by circling my open palm over her nipple.
“You’re a cruel man.”
“Let me make it better.”
