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“How new if it still has a bandage?”
“A few hours.”
I winced, feeling around the edges of the wound covering. “How big is this thing?”
“Big. I’ll have to go back so Dax can finish it.”
I smiled at the familiar name. “He does good work. He did this one.”
I drew my hand between us and ran it down the swirling design that snaked onto my bare mound.
Zeph caught my hand. “Dax did this? He touched you here?” His words were practically feral.
“He was very professional.”
“Don’t. Fucking. Care.” He lowered himself until he was halfway down my bed, his lips pressed to my belly. “I can’t stand that he touched you there.”
“He was hardly fingering me, Zeph.”
He made a choking noise. “Stop talking.”
I sniggered, but I did shut up because I wanted to pay attention to where his tongue was headed. It traced over my tattoo possessively, insistently licking away the memory any other man had ever seen it. His tongue prodded between my folds and swirled around my clit.
I grabbed the back of his head, arching my back and holding him to me. “Don’t stop.”
He lapped at the little bundle of nerves, stroking me so intimately. Each lick was pure perfection, moving lower and lower until he was fucking me with his tongue.
“More,” I begged. “Please, Zeph.”
I ground on his face, needing to be filled. Needing his hands. His cock. Every part of him I could get.
“I want to fuck you bare, Lyric. I want to feel how wet you are.”
“Yes,” I groaned. “I won’t get pregnant. I’ve got that handled.”
He reared back on his knees, gaze hot on my skin as he took in every inch of me splayed out for him. With agonizing slowness, he undid the button and zipper on his jeans, freeing a hard, thick erection.
I reached for him, sitting up so I could take his dick in my hands.
He groaned the moment I touched him.
“I haven’t been with anyone in so long, Lyric. This is going to be embarrassingly quick if you keep touching me like that.”
I pumped his shaft, teasing him, hips thrusting lightly against my grip. Precum beaded at his tip, and I touched my tongue to it, licking it away, tasting his tang.
The growl he let loose rumbled through me, and then his arms were around me, hefting me up the bed, covering my naked body with his. I tried to thrust my hips toward his, but he wouldn’t let me, pinning me down beneath him, but his cock prodding my leg instead of where I really wanted it.
He kissed my neck, sucking and biting the place it met my shoulder, leaving hickeys that would tell everyone what we’d been doing, but I didn’t care. I wanted them. His mark on my body.
My nipples rubbed on his hard chest, and I cried out in pleasure when he dipped his head to take one between his lips. He sucked and licked me while his hand molded to my other breast, cupping and stroking.
The slick of arousal between my thighs was unbearable, an aching need for him that only worsened the longer he kept me still while driving me wild.
“I need to come, Zeph.” I fought against his weight on top of me. “I need you inside me.”
He kissed me again, shifting his weight so I could get my legs out from beneath him. They wrapped around his waist like they had a mind of their own, opening my core up to him, inviting him in. He crawled up my body so his dick could slide between my legs.
“You’re so wet.”
