Page 68 of Of Ink and Alchemy


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He nudges me out of the way and rubs circles over my clit.

I clasp behind his neck, gripping his shirt and rolling my hips for more.

He plunges deeper; I should be embarrassed by my audible gulp, but I don’t care. I don’t give a fuck about anything outside this moment with him. I sigh his name as he teases and pets. “Aww, does that feel good?” His voice is patronizing.God, he’s conceited.

“Your cunt belongs to me.” His cock flexes. “Do you like the way I play with my girl?”

I nod, and a shiver shoots up my spine.Why is that so hot?The way he rules me so easily has me stunned into submission.

He chuckles in my ear. “Then you’re going to love the way I eat her . . .” He adds another finger, and I writhe in his arms. “Let me taste you.”

My chest heaves as I brush the backs of my still-wet knuckles over his lips, and he draws them into his mouth. He releases my neck to rub my clit while his other hand keeps time strokinginside me. His tongue is greedy, licking and sucking my fingers. The competing sensations wash over me, and I arch my back. “L-Logan, I’m going to come!”

I feel a wicked smile form on his lips.

“No, I’m serious.” The orgasm building feels too big. I don’t know what’s going to happen. “We have to go inside, I’m going to come.”

Withdrawing from his mouth, I grasp the arms of the chair, trying to stave off the impending climax.

“What’s the matter? Worried someone might hear you? Why don’t you introduce us to the neighbors?”

“We can’t—” My hips jerk and the orgasm rolls over me. I cry out, my face flooding with heat in embarrassment, but I can’t stop it. He’s rendered me helpless.

He laughs, and claps a hand over my mouth, smothering my moan. “Uh-huh, that’s a good girl. Give it all to me. All of it.”

I groan, clenching harder at his praise.

“Fuck, you’re tight. Can’t wait to feel how selfish your pussy is when you’re taking every inch.” My sounds are muffled by his palm; the more he speaks, the longer my orgasm draws out. “Keep coming. Just a little longer . . . Don’t you dare stop until I say so. Not until you give me everything.”

As soon as the flutters ease and my muscles relax, I collapse against him with heaving breaths.That just happened.

He nuzzles my neck, pressing a kiss behind my ear. “You did so good for me so fucking good.”

I’m floating.

I nod, unable to speak. He fixes my underwear back in place, and I stand on shaky legs. Gravity is kicking my ass. He made good on that threat earlier. Reaching ahead of me to open the door, he chuckles. I stumble in with an embarrassed laugh.

“Let’s get you upstairs so I can bury my head between your thighs.”

She managed to get up the stairs on her own but held that handrail like it was the only thing keeping her upright. She’s great for my ego.

When we reach the upstairs bedroom, I remove my glasses and place them on the nightstand. “I’ll help you relax before tomorrow.”

She huffs out a laugh. “Mission accomplished.” Sitting on the edge of the bed, she peels off her leggings, preparing to crawl under the covers.Not so fast.

I tear off my shirt and clear my throat, shaking my head when she begins to pull back the duvet. “Lie back, Chaos.”

She gapes at me, looking between me and the bed. “You were serious?”

“Lie. Back.” I won’t be satisfied until she’s limp in my arms. Her eyes stay on mine as she obeys, reclining in her little croptop and cute boy shorts, resting her arms above her, offering herself on a silver platter.

Jesus Christ.

I straddle her waist and shimmy the rest of her shirt up her body, tugging it over her head but leaving it around her elbows like a loose restraint.

“These fucking piercings,” I growl, my gaze fixed on her gorgeous tits.

My lips find hers, and I kiss her slowly, nipping and becoming more desperate as she makes those sweet noises.