Page 61 of Sweet Punk
KELLAN
It seems like it’s been forever since the art show, but it was only a week ago that Star’s fucker of a stepbrother bashed me in the head and left me for dead. The good news is, I feel a lot better now, but the best news is that Star doesn’t ever have to deal with that asshole ever again. He’s totally ending up in prison for everything he’s done. Her mother was so upset at the turn of events, she actually showed up to apologize to her daughter. Star had been so surprised, she kept questioning after her mother had departed whether it’d actually happened.
“Kellan, can I help you?”
I glance over my shoulder as my girl approaches. I’ve just washed and blotted dry my new ink. My lips curve with a smile as I hold out the little tub of aftercare ointment they’d given me at the tattoo shop. This has become our little ritual every morning and evening. I think she likes taking care of the ink I got for her.
She unscrews the lid and sets it on the counter, then washes and dries her hands carefully, peeking at me in our reflection. “Ready?”
I blow out a breath. I don’t think having someone touch me will ever be easy for me. It’ll always come with that swift feeling of apprehension, but with Star, I know everything will be okay. “Yep, go ahead.” I never would have let anyone help me with this in the past.
She gives me a flirty wink before carefully beginning to dab the ointment over each star across my shoulders. She’s become a fixture in my life in such a short amount of time. A rock. Someone I can depend on, no matter what. Everything I’d want in a partner. “I can’t wait until these are healed and I can put my lips on them.” She comes to stand in front of me to work on the ink on my torso and biceps, her fingers gently gliding over my healing skin.
“Fuck, I like it when you talk like that.”
She grins up at me. “Oh, yeah? What else do you like?”
“You know what I like.”
“Do I?”
“Yep. You’re obviously able to read my mind. You always know what I need.” My voice has gone unexpectedly husky.
Her brows draw together. “Kellan Murphy, are we having a moment?” Her tongue darts out, sliding over her lip. I can’t help but watch it and wonder where else she could use it on me.
I grasp her by the nape of her neck, lowering my lips until they brush hers. “I want all my moments to be with you.”
That wicked tongue of hers flicks out, tracing my lips. My heart responds, pumping blood to my dick. I don’t know if it’ll always be this way between us, but shit. Right now, everything about our relationship is good, especially this part. She grips my waist, tugging my pelvis to her at the same time she slips her tongue into my mouth. I can’t help it. I groan aloud at the rush of desire moving swiftly through my body.
We kiss, only parting to pull Star’s shirt over her head. Otherwise, we remain in a lip-lock, shoving the rest of our clothing away from us until we stand naked and breathless together.
She presses up onto her tiptoes, kissing the corner of my mouth. “I have a surprise for you.”
My brows slowly arch at her playful tone.
“I went on the pill.”
I peer carefully at her. “You what now?”
“When we first started messing around. I went to the clinic on campus to get on birth control.” She waits a beat. Bites her lip.
It’s like a cattle prod to my dick when I realize what she’s hinting at. “Um. Are you saying what I think you are?”
With a devilish gleam in her eye, she pivots, placing her hands on the counter, then arches her back, bringing her pussy into contact with my cock. She glances over her shoulder. “What are you waiting for?”
There’s barely enough blood in my brain to respond. “Not a damn thing.” I take myself in hand, slowly stroking as she angles herself back toward me. I drag the head of my cock through her wetness, let it enter her the smallest bit, then pull back.
She gasps at the loss. “Kellan, please.”
“You’re sure?” I know she thought she had the upper hand here. “Maybe we shouldn’t.” I slip my dick in maybe an inch, but immediately pull back out.Fuck, she feels good like this.Reaching around her body, I cup her breasts and groan, “You have the best tits.” I tease them until the nipples are stiff peaks, and she’s moaning and thrusting her ass back into my groin.
Star lets out a choked cry. “Please.”
I curl my body around hers, nuzzle her neck, then nip her earlobe. Summoning all my willpower, I slide my hand over her sweet ass, then reach between her legs, stroking my fingers through her arousal. “Mm. I like to play with your little pussy, baby,”
She lets out a shuddery laugh. “I like it, too.”
Grasping my erection, I slide it between her legs again. A wave of heat slams into me, making me dizzy with want. I’m going to put my dick in this girl, no barriers between us. My breath heaves from me at the thought of it. “You trust me?” I grit out.
