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“Guys, it was nice meeting you, but I need some alone time with my girl before my next client. If you know what I mean.”

“Beast,” I gasp, and slap his arm while everyone else laughs. I see Cleo giggle but blush at the same time. I smile at her and follow Luke out of the room??not that he’s giving me a choice with the way he’s tugging my hand.

He pulls me into his room and locks the door behind us. In a flash, he has me sitting on his tattooing table. I giggle, but soon stop when he slams his mouth onto mine. His lips bruise mine, but I welcome the feeling. Our tongues play with each other, tasting as they go. I moan into his mouth and he grabs my hips, pulling me to the edge of the table. I can feel his erection against my jean-covered lady parts.

“Shit, I can feel how hot you are for me. Do you like the idea of someone walking in on us?”

“A little,” is all I say, tilting my head to the side, giving Luke better access to my neck. He knows I get turned on when he kisses me there.

“My girl likes a little naughty, does she?” I nod, and lay my hands on his chest, pushing him away slightly, before turning him, so that his bum is resting in the edge of the table. He looks at me, confused, but I just smile and lower myself until my knees rest on the vinyl floor. I love his room, it suits him. He has two walls a burnt orange colour, and one white. All the furniture is black. He has a desk that is littered with papers and pencils that he uses to design his artwork; shelves filled with equipment that he needs to tattoo someone; a street sign and a few designs framed along the walls; and on one wall he has a big mirror, so clients can see their design.

I pull open his belt before unzipping his jeans and pulling them down his thick thighs. His dick is hard and standing to attention behind the material of his boxers. I smile up at him and he bites his lip. A moan slips passed my lips.

His shaft pokes out from the top of his boxers as I slowly pull them down his legs.

“Baby, you need to move faster,” he states, but his words don’t worry me like they would have a short time ago.

“But you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Beast?” I mutter against his groin.

“Fuck yeah, babe. That way they would know who you belong to when they see it’s my cock in your sweet mouth.” God, this man and his words.

I take his dick in my hand, and he feels so smooth against my palm. He groans as I tighten my grip. I lick my lips before I lick the head, letting his precum settle on my tongue. His taste explodes in my mouth, making me moan. I open my mouth wider and suck on the head only. Luke moans my name, so I suck harder. I love giving him the pleasure he craves from me.

“Yeah, just like that. Take me all the way down,” he moans out. I do as he says, until my nose is buried in his small patch of pubic hair. I feel the head hit the back of my throat, and swallow. “FUCK. I love it when you do that,” he grinds out.

I start moving fast, taking him in and out of my mouth. Every so often he hits the back of my throat. Clearly my pace isn’t good enough for Luke, because he takes my head in his large hands and holds me still while he face-fucks me. My knickers get wet and I know I’ll feel damp for the rest of the day.

I suck and lick his dick as he moves in and out of my mouth. Saliva is running out of the corner of my lips, but that seems to make Luke thrust harder. His thumb moves over the liquid, rubbing it into my skin.

“Fuck, I’m going to come, babe. You ready for me?” I nod and hum my answer. The vibrations make Luke lose his control. he slams into my mouth with one more powerful thrust and comes down my throat. The taste of him settles on my tongue, making me want to taste him every day for the rest of my life.

Am I ready for that?

I know Luke seems to think we’re ready for it.

I use my tongue to clean him up and then climb to my feet. Luke is leaning against the table, letting it take his weight. His eyes are focused on me and he smirks. He reaches for me and crashes his mouth to mine. He groans when his tongue dips into my mouth and tastes himself on me. I know Luke loves this. He says that one day he wants to make us come together and then go down on me and taste our cum together. Who am I to refuse his wishes?

“Fucking hell, babe, that was hot.” I curtsy and walk towards the door. I look over my shoulder at him and love seeing the relaxed look on his face. “Where the hell are you going?” he asks.

“I’m going to work, and then to pick up our boy.” I wink at him. “You can make it up to me later.”

His smile gets bigger, and he straightens from the table and walks towards me. He kisses me hard and steps back, leaving me breathless.

“I like what you said, and I will more than make up for it later, Peaches. Now go and get our boy.” I blow him a kiss and walk out of his room.

My heart may need to grow a tad bigger if my love for this man gets more than I can handle. I just pray he doesn’t break it.

Chapter 13

Luke

I bounce my legs as I wait for Ivy to come down the stairs of her place. It’s the day of my nan’s birthday party, and my family get to meet Ivy and Carter. He’s sitting across from me, smiling like a kid who won at an arcade game. He’s wearing black Vans, with dark blue jeans and a white t-shirt under a blue and black checked shirt. He’s like a mini Jay tonight.

“What you looking at?” I ask him. His smile widens.

“You. You’re nervous to see Mum and us meeting your family,” he states. Little shit. He is right though. I’m never nervous, but tonight I am.

“Whatever,” I mutter, and he laughs. We go back to watching the TV until I hear her come down the stairs. I stand and wipe my hands over my jeans. I can’t touch her with sweaty palms. I hear Carter giggle behind me and swing my gaze around to his, giving him a ‘shut the hell up’ look, but he just hides his laugh behind his hands. Ivy steps into the room and my breath catches. Damn, she is fucking beautiful. She was stressing over what to wear, but like I told her, tonight is a casual party. No fancy dresses or suits. Hell, I’m in boots, jeans, and a white tee under a grey shirt.

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