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Lips twitching, I went back to studying him again. “I could do it here,” I said, grazing my fingers over his pec. “Or here,” I whispered, trailing across his abs.
His lashes drooped a little, and a feeling of power radiated inside me. I had more control than I thought.
“Hmm.” I continued, reaching up to fondle his earlobe. He twitched a little and shifted his weight. Leaning in, I kissed his neck. “How about here? Or here.” I licked his shoulder.
Delving farther down his body, I leaned in toward one nipple, letting my breath fan across it. “Here would be a waste since apparently you aren’t that sensitive.”
I started to pull back, but he palmed the back of my head with a growl, pushing my lips against the puckered pebble.
“Oh, someone likes that now?” I teased.
“Wesley.” He warned.
My lips closed around him and sucked. He moaned, and I went a little harder, swirling my tongue around his skin before dragging it deep again. Between us, his cock started to harden, and I nipped him with my teeth.
Pulling off, I sank to my knees in front of him, and the noise he let out tightened my gut and had my dick jumping to attention.
“You like seeing me on my knees for you?” I asked, looking up his body.
“Fuck.”
I smiled, leaning in to nuzzle his hip and breathe deep. His fingers were gentle in my hair, coaxing me to turn my head. I wouldn’t deny him, so I swiped my tongue up the length of his hardening rod. Then I planted a kiss on the tip.
His breath shuddered, and I sat back, smiling. “Don’t start something you can’t finish,” he told me.
“But I was already doing something.” I reminded him, holding up the pen, making him groan.
My heart flipped, and it overcame me again that we were here right now like this. He was literally everything I ever wanted. Everything I thought I would never have.
And in this moment, he was mine.
Blinking rapidly, I tried to get my emotions under control.
“Wes?” Max’s voice was concerned, his fingers dropping to my shoulder.
I shook my head, smiling. “I’m fine. Gonna write my name.”
I turned back to his body, taking in his strong thighs. Fingers itching, I dragged them down the front of his legs, feeling the muscle and rough hair.
He sighed appreciatively, shifting a little, widening his stance.
The movement caught my eye. Or rather, the flash of color. Caught off guard, I looked back, leaning closer toward his thighs.
My eyes whipped up. “You have another tattoo?”
Something in his eyes made my stomach bottom out. “Yeah.”
“You never told me,” I said, a pang of familiar hurt pinching my heart.So many pieces of him I never had.
I started to withdraw, familiar insecurity flaring to life within me.
He caught me by the hair, fingers tangling in the damp curls just enough to keep me in place, not enough to hurt. “Where you going?”
“Let’s just forget the paint, okay?”
“Baby.”
I felt like I swallowed a shard of glass. “Don’t—”
