His Tattooed Virgin(Divine Creek Ranch 12)(55)

She realized she could see the reflection of their joined bodies in the mirror he’d placed near the table so she could watch as he worked. She watched in fascination as he pulled his stiff, ruddy cock from her cunt and plunged back in. He was so big, she couldn’t believe that he fit inside of her. His shaft was covered in her translucent cream as he pulled from her again. Her arousal dripped from her cunt, and she tightened in anticipation of his next full thrust. He groaned as he gave it to her, and she shifted her gaze to watch his face. His cheeks were flushed, and his jaw was tense as though he gritted his teeth. His sensual lips, pressed together, were framed by his neatly trimmed goatee and moustache. His thick, sooty lashes lifted as he looked at her through shuttered eyelashes, and the heat in his eyes seared her, bringing a flush to her skin.

“You feel so good, sweet Jayne. So hot, and soft, and wet. It’s hard to hold back.”

“Don’t, then.”

“Remember, don’t touch the tattoo. I’ve got you.” He lifted her ankles and rested them on his shoulders and wrapped his strong hands around her thighs. The benefit of the table was that it placed her at the perfect height for his thrusts. He pressed a kiss to her inner ankle, followed by a love bite as he fucked her. He slid his hands down to grasp her ass cheeks as he pumped his cock into her. She shifted her attention to the mirror and watched as her need to come spiraled higher and higher. His strokes were firm and rapid. The sound of their flesh smacking together was erotic over the beat of the music.

Over and over, his cock pumped in and out, driving her higher and higher until she couldn’t focus on the vision in the mirror. Tilting her head back, she closed her eyes, lost in the euphoria of the moment. He tilted her hips in his strong grasp and strummed her G-spot, drawing a howl from her as a blistering-hot orgasm seared her from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. Her body went impossibly tense as she gripped the edge of the padded table beneath her and bucked against him as much as he would allow.

“Fuck, here it comes.” Seth held her tight as he thrust and then grew tense and silent, except for his rapid panting, as his steely, hard cock pulsed deep inside her. He slumped over her and she released her death grip on the table to stroke the dark hair from his forehead. When he opened his eyes and locked gazes with her, she smiled at him. He studied her for several silent moments, the emotions he normally hid so easily shining bright in his eyes. She didn’t think he purposely tried to keep her guessing about what he was thinking or feeling. It seemed more a habit. Whatever the reason, she could clearly see the languor stealing over his features as he caressed her cheek.

“I can’t get enough of you, baby.”

Her heart pounded with emotion as she recovered. She couldn’t get enough of him either. Couldn’t imagine her life without him now.

When they could both move again, he withdrew his cock and she almost moaned at the loss, tugging at him at the last second. He grinned at her even as a growl left his throat.

“I know, I don’t want to leave either, but we need to get you cleaned up. And me—I should be shot for doing that during a tattoo.”

“Broke a few rules, did we?” she asked with a giggle.

“Obliterated them is more like it. You bring out the animal in me.”

“Rawr.” She waggled her eyebrows at him suggestively, giggling as he shook his head and chuckled. He went to the sink and washed his hands then dampened several of the soft disposable towels he used while tattooing her and came back to the table. They were warm and soothing as he gently cleaned her tender parts and helped her to sit up for a moment.

Her body tingled all over as she leaned into his kiss. He drew her from the table and, to make her more comfortable, placed a towel on his stool for her to sit on while he cleaned the table and spread fresh paper over it. She sipped from his soda as he washed his hands again and pulled on a pair of fresh gloves.

“Ready to continue?”

“Yes, I’m very relaxed now.”

His sensual lips bowed in a grin as he looked her over with bedroom eyes. “Me too. We might be able to get done with the shading today. Do you still like the lettering we had planned?” He’d explained to her that the lettering would be small and she could shorten the passage if she wanted it bigger. He’d draw it with a marker first so he could change it if she wanted to.

“No. I want it exactly as you drew it. Can we start on the lettering if there’s time?”

“I’ll make time, if you can handle more.” He lifted the machine and turned it on. “Let’s see how far we get.”