Page 74 of Rider Daddies
“I’m the oldest.”
“Age before beauty,” I add.
Ash glares at me.
Probably not the best time for me to say that, since he has a seven-inch needle in his hand.
When the machine starts to whirr, he carefully inserts the needle into Lucia’s skin. Her booty cheek shakes in reaction to the vibrations.
My cock is so hard it feels like it’s gonna rip through my leather pants.
“How does it feel?” Ryder asks.
Lucia moans in response. “It feels good.”
I give Ryder a scolding glance, because he really didn’t need to ask that question. And now, thanks to him, she’s moaning. She sighs like an angel, her beautiful head resting against the pillow like Ash is giving her a massage.
The more I watch, the more this is starting to look like the beginning of a porno.
To steady her, Ash holds her hip. I stare at the area longer than necessary. A woman’s hip shouldn’t be tormenting me so much, but I can’t help it. Everything about her body is exquisite.
The full, round globes of her buttocks are separated by just a thin thread of black cotton. I want to move it aside and have her bend over until both holes are in view. Already I see the area I want most peaking out from between her two cheeks.
Looking at her pussy was a delicious mistake.
Now, I only want to see it more.
I creep forward to get a closer look at her. They should make her body a college course because it demands to be studied. Everything about her is divine, from her cinched waist to her slender shoulders. My dick is responding to even non-sexualized parts.
But it’s only because every arm, leg, finger, and toe belongs toher.
And I want Lucia.
All of her.
The buzzing stops. Ash sets down the ink and wheels the tattoo chair away from the table. “Ryder, you’re up.”
God, you don’t need to tell him. He walks over like his whole life has led up to this moment—the moment where hefinallygets Lucia all to himself…except not quite. Ash got there first. His name is already imprinted in black across her ass.
The bitter look on Ryder’s face suggests that he’s not impressed.
“Anytime tonight.” Ash stands by the American flag, hands clasped together.
Ryder swallows his grief and picks up the needle, the vibrations starting up again as he makes his signature. It’s a long one, each letter taking him at least three fucking minutes.
I can’t look at Lucia like this for much longer. It’s unhealthy for a man’s libido to be tested for this long. She’s right in front of me, her body glowing under the light, and I can’t do anything about it.
I bite down on my molars, tasting blood.
This isn’t funny anymore.
And Lucia seems to be a good reader of the room.
Seeing the struggle on my face, she sticks out her ass and continues with the moans again. Each singsong melody stings the tip of my cock, precum budding out.
I’m not fucking standing for this anymore. Ryder’s hogging her.
We’re supposed to be sharing.
