Page 45 of Chasing Temptation
“Fucking right I don’t, just like I’m sure you don’t have any tattoos.”
He swallows, a sly smile forming on his lips. “Actually, I do.” We both stare at him, mouths agape. “I am not showing either of you two though.”
“I told you he was a square,” I say, elbowing Quinn in the ribs lightly.
“On that note, I think it’s time I left.”
We say goodbye and wish each other a merry Christmas and a happy New Year before Quinn closes the door behind him.
“There’s no way he’s got a fucking tattoo.”
Chuckling, she steps away from me but I wrap my fingers around her wrist and pull her back.
“The cleaning can wait. I think it’s time you taught your student a lesson,” I whisper in her ear. She wants to chastise me, I can sense it, but her body shudders with desire. “I’ll even let you grade me.”
“You’re impossible.”
“You love it.” I throw her over my shoulder and march her towards our bedroom. I’ve no idea if Erica and Trey are in downstairs, but I have every intention of giving them a taste of their own medicine. Hours of it.
