“Hi you must be Harlow.” A beautiful blond said stepping forward in an immaculate black outfit with her hand held out. I recognised an American twang to her voice. “Yes, pleased to meet you…” I looked at her expectantly ready for her to let me know her name. “Oh sorry, I’m Taylor the owner of this establishment. Please sit down and we can discuss your requirements.” I sat in the chair and let Taylor work her magic for the next two hours.
“WOW! You look fantastic Ink.” Spike said leaning closer to touch my hair gently. Taylor had most certainly worked her magic and I now had extensions returning my hair back to its former glory.
“You’ve just missed my turning, where are we going?” I asked looking at a smiling Spike. “There’s one more stop before I take you home, Diesel’s orders.” I drew my brows together looking at him suspiciously. What were they concocting? To my shock we pulled up outside the tattoo shop. Swift and Tiny had been helping out since I’d been on sick leave but Spike had commented on more than one occasion that he couldn’t wait until I was back because I was better eye candy than them!
We walked into the shop and Spike directed me over to his work station. “We discussed this the other day Ink but Diesel wants you to have this done before tomorrow.” I knew exactly what he was talking about. I’d agreed to be Diesel’s old lady which meant having his name on me, something I’d been looking forward to for days. “Have you got my design ready?” I asked excitedly, positioning myself in the chair. Spike nodded. “Well then, I’m ready when you are.” I leant back in the chair getting comfortable.
Two hours later and I was the proud owner of a new tattoo on my right arm. I looked in the bathroom mirror at the design covered in cling film. The bathroom door opened slowly and Diesel stepped in with a smile on his face. “Are you okay babe?” He said making his way around me so that he could see his brand. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me close so that I could feel his arousal. I tilted my head to the side to allow him access to my neck. His smile spread as he found my sweet spot just below my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He continued to kiss and lick down my neck to my shoulder and I felt myself unconsciously starting to push back on him to get some release.
“Open your eyes Ink, I want you to watch.” I opened my eyes so that I could watch in the mirror directly in front of us. He circled his hands around my stomach and slowly moved them lower, unfastening my jeans. He hugged my waist with one hand and slowly entered my jeans with the other.
The feeling was unbelievable. I was getting lost in the moment moving my hips back and forth. “Open your eye’s Ink.” He said sternly as he cupped my pussy. His eyes were intense, never leaving mine watching every expression on my face. He slid one finger inside, feeling my juices flow down his finger. He knew I was enjoying myself by my reaction so he inserted another finger and continued to work them at a steady pace. I could feel myself building and he sensed that I was getting close.
He pulled his fingers out slowly and started to undo his trousers, pulling his erection free. “Bend over Ink.” Mindful of my cast, I bent forward resting it on the vanity unit and held onto the sink with my good hand. He held his cock slowly moving his hand up and down, directing it towards my pussy, slowly penetrating me from behind.
We moved in unison, me and my man together. Diesel moved his hand in front of me and started to play with my clit as he continued to take me from behind. I could feel myself building, my breathing became louder and the room smelt like sex. He continued his assault on my clit whilst moving at a steady pace inside me, when I exploded around him. He also found his release filling me with his seed. We stayed like that for a while trying to catch our breaths. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” Diesel said pulling out slowly. I whimpered a little as he removed his cock. I started to snigger, “I thought you had already given it to me?”
Leading me into the bedroom, I saw my surprise hanging on the back of the door. It was a leather jacket that read ‘Property of Diesel’. I flung myself at Diesel kissing him hard on the lips. He held me tight walking me back slowly towards the bed. “You can try it on later. You’re gonna be busy for the next couple of hours.”
Chapter 14
Harlow
We stood in the middle of forty acres of beautiful grounds at the Chingford Mount Cemetery, in the pouring rain watching Jimmy’s coffin being lowered into the ground. As I watched, I felt guilty that I survived and was standing here, holding the hand of the man I loved. Diesel must have seen the anguish on my face and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.