Page 78 of Ruled Out

“None have color,” I say, taking in an eagle that sits over his right rib cage. “And most of them are birds.”

He brings my attention back to his face as he brushes his lips over mine. “Up until now, there hasn’t been a lot of color to include. All I’ve ever wanted to do was grow wings and escape my life. So, I drew them on me instead.”

“Up until now?” I whisper.

A sexy smile pulls at his lips. “Up until now.”

My lips find his as I kiss him, sweeping my tongue inside his mouth.

Still making out, he leads me over to his weight bench and lowers onto it, pulling me down to straddle him.

He drops the rope on the floor and breaks our kiss, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “I want to have some fun with you, Mia.”

I cock my head to the side. “What do you have in mind?”

His eyes fall to what I’m wearing. “When I saw you in this hot-as-fuck skirt in Riley’s, I was pissed I wouldn’t get to fuck you in it that night. Like hell am I passing up that chance again.”

Leo’s face flashes in front of me; that night in Riley’s, I noticed the flirtatious way he was with me, and tonight, he stepped it up again.

“What is it?” Jessie asks, rubbing a hand over my shoulder.

“Nothing.”

He quirks a brow. “Mia?”

I blow out a breath and I pin my bottom lip between my teeth, but Jessie reaches up and releases it.

“Tell me.”

“You were right about Leo. He made a pass at me tonight. It’s sort of the reason I’m here. Mainly because I wanted to see you, but also?—”

“Because he’s a fucking prick and he thinks he can put his hands on you? Onmygirl?”

I probably shouldn’t be turned on right now, but I am.

“Nothing happened,” I clarify. “I told him where to stick it and left.”

Jessie’s jaw tics as rage paints his face while he looks off to the side.

Gripping his chin, I pull his attention back to me. “We’ve got bigger issues to worry about than Leo. He means nothing to me.”

“If he ever tries anything with you again, I want you to tell me.”

“Okay.”

“Mine.” Untucking my sweater from my skirt, Jessie pulls it over my head and then reaches behind and unclips my bra. “Every single part of you belongs to me, Mia. You good with that?”

“Yes.”

His lips fall to my neck. “Such a good girl.”

“What if I don’t want to be a good girl all the time?” I whisper, gasping at the way he works his tongue over my collarbone. “What if I want to be bad?”

“I’d say that’s inevitable with the way I plan to corrupt you.” Jessie’s hands come under my skirt, palming my ass. Only my black tights and thong separating us. “Lift up and turn around for me, Sweetheart.”

His hard cock rubs against my ass when I lower myself back onto him.

“I can’t touch the floor.” I laugh, pointing my tiptoes toward the gym matting as I perch on top of his thighs.