“Really?”
He nods. “Yep, terrified. It’s why I haven’t got any tattoos. I’ve tried but never made it into the tattoo chair.”
I stare at him, trying to gauge his sincerity. “Unlike you, who, it would appear, is fearless,” he says in awe.
I laugh at that. “Hardly, you’ll be surprised, there are plenty of things that terrify me,” I admit. “But what’s the saying, do the things that scare you.”
“You scare me,” he says.
His admission knocks me off kilter. I don’t know how to process them or his actions; this is all so surreal.
“Me, I scare you?”
“You have no idea the kind of hold you have over me, do you?”
“I’m pretty sure it’s similar to the one you currently have over me.”
Something about this feels too open, too raw, but with him I find myself unable to keep my admissions at bay. Not when he’s saying all the right things. Not that he needs to say anything for me to want him.
He dips his head, a salacious smirk gracing his mouth before he lowers his mouth. His tongue flicks out, lavishing at my inner thigh, and if I didn’t know it before, I know now, without a doubt I am well and truly fucked.
Chapter 7
Tobias
She’s enthralled me, the power she has over me without even trying, and yet she’s oblivious, and that’s what terrifies me the most—the way I want to throw my carefully constructed plans to the wind. Forget my morals to have another taste.
I love Ric, he’s like a brother to me, but I’ve never looked at Rainbow with anything akin to sibling affection, not the way I do with Ric. Even though I’ve tried to pretend otherwise, we can finally have this—right here, right now—even if it’s only in stolen moments. But if I’m lucky, it won’t end here either.
I kiss up her inner thigh and take my time working around to her outer thigh so I can look at the intricate tattoos she has sprinkled over her beautiful skin.
I meant what I said about her being fearless. She has her fucking clit pierced, for fuck’s sake.
“How many tattoos do you have?” I ask, wanting to commit all the parts of her I don’t already know to memory, too.
My fingers join in my exploration, massaging and grazing, causing her skin to break out in goosebumps. I fucking love seeing the effect my touch has on her body.
“Hmm, about twelve. Most of them are hidden, but I want more.”
Being that I’ve counted two on each of her upper thighs, I’m intrigued to hunt down the rest so I can run my tongue over each design.
“Hidden, you say? Now that sounds like an invitation for me to keep exploring.”
“Well, who would I be to deny you?” she replies breathlessly. And even though I know she’s not trying to come across as provocative, fuck me if it doesn’t cause my dick to harden even more in my boxers.
“Mission accepted.” I stand, lift her off the counter, and throw her over my shoulder.
She lets out a squeal, smacking my back playfully, as I walk towards the sofa.
“Put me down before you hurt yourself.”
I swat her on the arse in reprimand.“Careful, Rainbow, unless you want me to show you what else my palm can do.”
She sputters, but I lean forward and lay her down until she’s sprawled across my sofa. My gaze tracks every inch of her curvy body. From the way her hair is coming loose from her messy bun, the flush that stains her cheeks, to her perfectly thick thighs currently clinched together.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous,” I say, watching her heavy breasts jiggle with her intake of breath, just begging for my attention. But for now, I have a game to play. “Now, turn over.”
I kneel beside her and watch the contemplation scroll across her face. I wait with bated breath as she pushes herself up and turns over.
