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“Which tattoo is your favorite?” She traced down my sleeve, taking in the detail.

“Probably the one on my left shoulder. I got it in Indonesia from a guy using the old-school needle technique.”

Because the design was on the side furthest from her, she changed position. Suddenly she was straddling my lap, putting her breasts in my face as she explored my shoulder.

My hands settled at her hips while I tried in vain to fight my hard-on. Tonight wasn’t about sex, yet my dick wasn’t getting the message.

She moved back to my right side and brushed a finger over my neck tattoo. “What does this mean?”

“They’re Japanese symbols for protection and loyalty.”

I sucked in a breath when her lips descended, kissing along the ink.

“What are you doing, Addy?”

“Taking some time to explore you for a change.” She pulled back, locking her gaze on mine. “Will you let me?”

I could hardly swallow past the lump in my throat. “Yeah, although this would be better if you took your shirt off.”

Her lips curved up and she did as I asked, exposing her perfect breasts. It took every ounce of willpower I owned not to touch her because I knew if I did, her moment would be over. My breathing became labored as she danced her lips down my chest. But I nearly sprang off the couch when she took my nipple piercing and sucked.

A groan escaped my lips when her tongue rolled the piercing around, and she bit the tender skin softly. When she climbed down onto her knees in front of me, my pulse leapt.

She held up her hands. “I have nothing in my hands, nothing on my lips, and no intention of scorching your balls this time around.”

I chuckled at her disclaimer, my body nearly shaking with anticipation. “I trust you.”

She had a wicked gleam to her eye. “We’ll see if you come to regret it or not.”

She pulled down my athletic shorts and boxers, allowing me to spring free. I experienced a trickle of nervousness based on the last time I’d been in her mouth, but it only lent to the anticipation. I’d always loved the edge between pleasure and pain, and this was no different.

“Do you know how much I love your piercings?” she whispered, flattening her tongue against them and running up and down the ladder.

Then before I could take a breath, she swallowed me down, the action nearly making me embarrass myself. “Holy shit.”

“Mm,” she hummed, the vibrations reverberating up my spinal cord. She didn’t relent, instead doubling her assault by adding her hand to the task, pumping my shaft while kissing my balls and sucking them into her diabolical mouth.

Then she was bobbing down on my length, her wet mouth providing a version of heaven I knew would be short-lived if she kept it up. “Ease up unless you want me coming in your mouth.”

Instead of listening, she increased the tempo and sucked me to the back of her throat, taking no prisoners.

“Fucking hell,” I growled out, the orgasm hitting me like a freight train. Watching her swallow was the sexiest thing I’d ever witnessed.

ChapterThirty-One

ADDISON

Redemption felt good. Especially in the form of Leo’s expression of awe when I’d swallowed him down. But before I could take a mental victory lap, he’d hauled me up onto his lap and latched on to my right nipple, kneading the left one with his hand.

He murmured against my skin. “Are you in pain, or can I be inside of you?”

“I’m not in pain, but there’s, you know…blood.”

“A real man doesn’t care about those things, Addison. I’m asking if I can be inside of you. Because I desperately want to be.”

I chewed on my lip. “Can we do it in the shower?”

“Fuck yes.” In one swoop, he stood up, together with me in his arms. Then he adjusted my legs to wrap around his waist and took me straight into the bathroom. There he turned on the shower with the ease of a man who didn’t have a grown woman clinging to his frame.

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