Inked (Going All the Way #1) - Jenika Snow Page 0,13

was, she wanted to submit to him, wanted him holding her hands above her head so she was helpless and at his mercy, and wanted this biker and tattoo artist to do all kinds of wicked things to her.

She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, but for a second all she did was let the once confining material hang off her shoulders. Her breasts were big because she was a larger-sized woman. The bottom of the mounds now spilled out the bottom of the underwire, and she stared at Cadeon as he dipped his gaze low and stared at the flesh that was exposed.

“Take it completely off, Stella.” He ran a hand over his jaw, but he was still looking at her chest.

Stella loved how he said her name, loved the way it made her feel and had her pulse increasing. She reached up and slipped the straps down her arms. The cool air brushed along her chest, and she felt her nipples harden to the point they ached.

“The pants, Stella. Take off the fucking pants.”

He sounded guttural and harsh, and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open. She went for her jeans and unbuttoned them, and as soon as she had the zipper down, he was right back in front of her and framing her face with his hands.

No going back now, I guess.

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“You have no fucking idea how hot you are to me, or how much I want you.”

Oh, she had an idea how much he wanted this, because his erection was really straining against the front of his pants.

He let go of her face and grabbed both her hands in his. Placing her open palm on one of his hard pecs, he stared into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her. The muscle beneath her hand jumped, and she could feel how strong he was even from this one simple touch. Still running his tongue along her top then bottom lip until she was a quivering mess, he took her other hand and placed it right over his hard dick.

Her mouth dried further, and she felt her eyes widen. Cadeon was a big man, and his cock was no different. Seeing its length pressed against his pants was so not in the same field as having her hand right on it. The few times she had been with a guy didn’t even equal the intensity of which she was feeling for Cadeon right now. He hadn’t even gotten his dick out, and she was wetter and hotter than she had ever been in her entire life.

This was three years of arousal built up, and if she didn’t feel this hard shaft of his plunging into her, she was going to spontaneously combust.

“You see what you do to me?” He wasn’t kissing her any longer, but he still had his mouth pressed to hers, and every word he said caused his lips to move along hers. “I am so fucking hard, baby,” he panted against her mouth. “The saying ‘could drive nails through steel’ is pretty fucking accurate of my condition right now.”

A small gasp left her, and she closed her eyes.

“No, open your eyes and look at me. I want you right here with me.”

She did as he asked but found the simple act so hard to accomplish, especially when he went back to running his tongue over her lips and pressing her hand more firmly on his denim-covered dick. “I really need you, Cadeon.”

He groaned against her mouth and in the next second pushed her jeans down her thighs. She was all too eager to kick them aside. He had his big hands on her ass, squeezing the mounds like he owned them. But she knew that at this moment, he did own them and every other part of her body. She wore a thong, so the bare cheeks of her ass were his for the taking. But he still had his jeans on, and she wanted nothing between them.

She unzipped his pants, but before she could push them down like he had done for her, he was moving back and doing it himself. He had his jeans and boxer briefs off in seconds flat. God, the man was built like the Hulk, and she wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest. From his frame and bulging muscles, to the huge cock between his thighs, Cadeon Morris was the epitome of physical perfection of the male form.

“I can’t count the number of times I