“Only love could make someone act as crazy as I am right now.”
“It’s about damn time.” Trevor moves in to kiss me, but I pull back.
“What do you mean about damn time?”
There’s that smile again. The one that can be seen from space, it’s so damn bright. “You were hesitant. I was worried I was pushing you after that wanker left you, but I fucking love you, Ruby. And all I want to do is be with you.”
I lean up, taking his lips in a sweet kiss. “That sounds like the best idea in the world.” This man makes me crazy in the best possible way, and I love it. “Now, can you ditch your sister-in-law so we can play hooky for the rest of the day?”
“Gladly.”
Not ten minutes later, Trevor has me against the wall in my bedroom. Thank god it was a short walk, otherwise I might’ve combusted on the walk over.
His lips are commanding against mine as they dominate this kiss. A kiss unlike anything I’ve ever felt. For someone who likes control, I willingly hand it over to Trevor in this moment. His tongue seeks out mine as clothes are shed on our way to the bed.
“Fuck, I love seeing my work on you, Ruby.” Trevor’s voice is laced with need and desire as his fingers trail over the now healed peacock. “This is some of my best work. I can’t wait until we’re done.”
“I can’t wait for all the rest you’re going to design for me.” I throw my head back in pleasure as his lips nibble a trail up my neck. He sucks my earlobe into his mouth. A gasp escapes my lips at his touch.
I trail my nails down his neck, goose pimples breaking out in their wake. “I’m so wet, Trevor. I need you now.”
His smile is menacing as he steps away from me, my body cooling from the loss of his heat. “I think I should tease you after that little performance in the park.”
A whine escapes my lips. “Can you blame a woman in love? Especially with a sexy tattoo artist?” My tongue darts out, wetting my bottom lip. Tasting him on me.
“Oh, I’ll be sure to punish you. I’m just trying to think how.” He circles me, like an animal stalking his prey. “Are you up for a little bondage?” His voice ghosts my ear as heat shoots down my spine to my core. I’m practically dripping for this man as I nod.
“Then get naked and get on the bed.” He slaps my arse, as I do as he says. I like to be the dominant one in the bedroom, but it’s easy to hand over control to Trevor.
Laying on the bed, he prowls toward me, a naughty gleam in his eye. He undoes his belt buckle, slowly and methodically, in the most tortuous of ways.
“Hands up.” I shimmy my chest as I reach my hands up to the headboard, loving where this is going. Trevor wraps the belt around my hands, then through the slats of the bed. The leather bites into my wrists as I struggle against my binds.
Trevor’s warm hands slide up and down my side, his touch light as he trails over my tattoo. “It makes me so fucking hard seeing my art on you.” He drops a kiss just above the tattoo. I arch into his touch, his lips so close to where I want them on my breasts.
“I never want anyone else’s hands inking me.”
He tugs my nipple into his mouth, the sting giving way to pleasure. “There will be hell to pay if you do.”
Trevor moves to my other nipple, biting and licking it, as he drives me closer and closer to orgasm. “Someone seems pretty eager today.”
“I want to feel you inside of me. I want your thick cock exploding inside of me as I come all over you.”
My legs are drawn up as cool air hits my overheated pussy. “You will get all of that, trust me. But bad girls need to be punished.”
His teeth come down on my inner thigh as a rush of warmth gathers in my needy core. The bindings are tight on my wrists as I writhe with need. “Fuck, that feels bloody amazing.” Lust hangs on every word leaving my mouth.
“I must not be doing a good job punishing you then.” Trevor flips me over and pushes my head into the mattress. A resounding smack echoes through the room, as the sting resonates on my arse.
“Are you sorry for what you did?” He’s leaning over my back, his lips at my temple.
“Yes.”
Another smack.
“And will you ever doubt me again?” His hand soothes the tender flesh.
“Never.”
