Page 21 of Four Tattoos

That warm glow of hers expands at the positive feedback.

I sit down next to her and pat my knee. “Climb up here, darling.” I help her get into position facing me, her knees on either side of my thighs, the beautiful flower between her legs blossoming right in front of me, slick with nectar.

My hands cup her waist as both thumbs reach to stroke over her clit, and she grinds her hips against me.

The other guys are still here, Zipper leaning in the doorway, Mace and Christian along the wall. All of them are watching, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s just me and her.

“Tell me what you want,” I say as I push her hair back from her face and kiss a spot close to her ear. “Tell me what you want me to do to you,” I whisper.

The blush that rises makes her even prettier.

“I want you to fuck me.” She sounds hesitant at first but then more steady as she adds, “I want your big cock inside me. Deep inside me. And I want to make you come.”

“You think you can handle all of me?”

She looks down to where my cock bobs between us, ready for duty.

When she nods, I say, “That’s right. I know you can take it.” I lift her by her waist and start to line her up. “Wrap your legs around me.”

Again, she does as she’s told, and I lower her down slowly, savoring every inch of her as I impale her on my cock. Her pussy lips stretch to accommodate me, and the sight of them wrapped around me is incredible.

If I ever hadmycock tattooed, it’d be with some representation of this image, but I know the ink could never do it justice.

“That’s it. That’s it.” Her heat envelops me, her pussy so tight it feels like we shouldn’t fit, but we do. She fits me perfectly.

When I’m fully inside her, she tightens her legs around my middle. I stroke my hands up the smooth skin of her back, supporting her, and then I start to rock us back and forth, my cock pressing in and out with the movement of our bodies, her pussy grinding against me with each backward incline.

“Oh wow, this feels so good. You feel so good,” she says, her hands squeezing my shoulders and sliding over my delts.

It’s a playful position, and one I’ve never done before, but it seemed right for her. Being able to watch her face with every thrust is a huge advantage.

It’s cliche to say, but I could get lost in her big brown eyes. They’re always so full of kindness and curiosity. Right now, they’re nearly black with lust.

“Your cock feels like it’s filling me up to here.” She gestures around her midsection, and I chuckle.

I wonder if she has any idea how much more the four of us are going to want from her. I’m aware that we’re foreign to her, and maybe she just wanted a walk on the wild side with some gritty-looking older men, but I can tell by the way she’s reacting that she’s never experienced a night like this before. She’s going to want more, too.

Bowing my head, I suck one of her nipples between my lips, first flicking my tongue over it, then scraping my teeth over the rigid peak. Her breath hitches, I repeat my actions on her other breast, and then she’s grabbing handfuls of my flesh and crying out my name as she starts to come.

I tug her closer and cup her ass in my palms, spreading her wider as her pussy throbs around me, pulling me deeper, milking my cock.

I’d intended to go much longer, but I’m suddenly lost in her, and there’s no holding back. With a roar, I explode, wishing I didn’t have a condom on, wishing I was filling her with my seed until she was so full it was running down her thighs.

The two of us rock together, wringing every bit of pleasure from our orgasms, our bodies like one, a yin and yang, perfectly paired.

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ROSE

I’m nestled against Hutch’s chest, watching it steadily rise and fall with his breathing as I stroke my finger over the incredibly detailed eagle that covers the upper part of his arm. I was impressed by the tattoo of their shop logo when I first saw it, but it pales in comparison to the other designs I’ve discovered on the men’s bodies tonight.

They seem equally impressed with my “virgin” skin. Right now, Hutch’s fingers are swirling soothing circles on my arm, and it’s working on me like a drug. My eyes are getting heavy, and I’m starting to drift off, when suddenly, I come fully awake with a start.

“I have to get home!”

I sit upright, but Hutch’s hand on my shoulder pulls me back to him. “It’s okay. You can stay the night.”

I shake my head. “No, I can’t. My brother will be expecting me.”

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