“Baby, I’m begging for you. Kissing, sex, fucking. It’s all allowed in my book.”
Laughing, June walked him backwards, unbuttoning her trousers and wriggling out of them. Next the shirt and bra came off. “Then how about sex in your inking chair?” she asked, pushing him down where she’d been lying moments before.
“I’ll have to sanitize everything,” he said, pushing his jeans down. His cock pushed up with the tip leaking pre-cum.
Kneeling in front of him, she pushed her hair out of the way and took the tip into her mouth, moaning as she did.
Trey moaned. His fingers sank into her hair as she took him to the back of her throat, loving the unique taste of him on her tongue.
“Fuck,” he said.
Leaving his cock, she pumped the shaft. “You curse when you’ve got nothing to say.”
“I’ve got lots to say. With your mouth on my dick, everything leaves my head.”
“See, nothing to say.”
She sucked on his cock, loving the power it gave her. His eyes closed, and the grip in her hair tightened. June enjoyed his lack of control. Reaching into his pocket she pulled out a condom.
Pulling off his shaft, she tore open the latex, covered his cock and moved over him.
“I’ll be careful of your tattoo,” he said.
June couldn’t feel the tattoo through the lust coursing through her veins. She was so turned on. The only thing she could think about was the feel of him inside her.
“Fuck me, Trey.”
He gripped her hips and slammed her over his cock. They both cried out together. She felt him pulse deep inside her. The tip touched her cervix, he was that deep.
“Fuck, you feel good, June.”
She lifted up and set the pace, taking his cock inside her. Their pace sped up, and June felt she was close to orgasm. Moaning, she gripped his stomach, trying to find something to hold on to.
“Let it go, baby. I’ve got you. Let it go.”
Her orgasm hit her, and Trey held her. He refused to let go. She moaned, cried, and screamed as the pleasure took over. All the time, Trey fucked her hard. He didn’t come with her, and as she came down, he was stroking her arms.
“You didn’t come,” she said, pouting.
“I’m rock hard, and I didn’t want it to end too soon. Do you know how many times I’ve imagined getting you here?”
She shook her head. Until she’d been laid down in the ink chair, she’d not given it much thought.
“A long time. Too long for you to know. I’m going to enjoy this adventurous side of you.”
Smiling, she waited for him to move. Trey didn’t move one inch. He stayed lying down, looking up at her.
“I love watching your tits bounce as you ride me,” he said, thumbing the buds.
“What?”
“Ride my cock. Let me see those tits bounce. I want to see you lose control again.”
She did as he asked, riding his cock.
“I’m going to show you how it’s going to be between us, June. You’ve got nothing to be afraid of.”
“Shut up, Trey. I trust you, and fuck me.”
Trey didn’t let up from his position. He forced her to fuck him as he watched her tits bounce. June loved every single moment of their union .
Chapter Twelve
“We’ve got to go back soon, baby. Molly wants to know when you want her back,” Trey said.
June stood on the beach looking out at the ocean. Walking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her middle pulling her close. They’d been in Hawaii for over a week. Every second together had been magical, but their life was supposed to be in Winters Fall.
He couldn’t help but wonder if June was trying to escape from their life.
“You’re always answering phone calls,” she said, snuggling against him. Her ink had healed well. She didn’t complain about any soreness.
“And you don’t answer any calls. If it wasn’t for me your father would have sent out the army to find you.” He kissed her shoulder like he did all the time. Her neck held her scent in the most intense way. Trey would happily spend the rest of his life kissing her.
“He’s got contacts but not that many. I didn’t want to have to deal with anyone. We were going away to leave all that behind,” she said.
Her hands moved over his, stroking his fingers. Letting out a sigh, he looked out toward the ocean. “We’re going to get through this.”
She laughed. “My dad could shut you down. Do you know that?” she asked, turning in his arms.
“He’ll ruin me if I break your heart.” Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb alone her lip. “Baby, I’m not going to be breaking your heart.”
“It all just seems so surreal.”