He pointed at the tattooed gear mechanism that was drawn to look as though it were a mechanical arm which was partially visible behind a cloak of bony scales. “I liked it so much, I asked for more, and by the time my friend, and eventually my teacher, was done, I had two full sleeves. By my final year in school, I’d made enough money to pay off my school loans doing tattoos on the side.”
“How long did this take? May I?” She held her hand a couple of inches away from his arm.
“Sure.” Although chilled from the water, her gentle fingertip sent a fiery bolt of electricity up his arm and straight down to his cock. He breathed deep and hid his response because she was so self-conscious about touching him. “Both sleeves took several sessions over the course of a year. I didn’t want a collection of different designs but something that looked cohesive, and this is what we came up with.”
She gave him a questioning glance. “H. R. Giger?”
Impressed, Seth replied, “Yes. I was a big fan at the time. Still am.”
“Very dark surrealism. I’m a fan of the Alien movie series.”
“You? Really?”
Jayne’s mischievous grin captivated him. “You might be surprised what I’m a fan of. My DVD collection’s pop-culture iconography runs the gamut.”
Maybe I’ll get a chance to see for myself. “I have an odd question for you.” Jayne tilted her head and her direct gaze made him feel a little self-conscious as she waited. “What color are your eyes?”
Jayne chuckled and the feminine, amused sound was sexy as hell. “Depends on the time of day and what colors are around me. They’re mostly blue right now, I would imagine.” She gestured to the pool water surrounding them. “But they’re blue, green, brown, and light golden brown. Odd, I know.” She flicked her lashes closed before looking up at him.
“Not odd at all. Beautiful and striking. It’s hard not to stare.”
She chuckled again. “I know the feeling.” He noticed when she veered the subject of their conversation back to him. “So your teacher did these?” Her fingertip sliding over his bicep was both arousing and distracting.
“Yes, Jim Durbin. He has a tattoo studio in Morehead. Desired Ink.”
“I see. So will you—”
“Hey, Jayne!” one of the cowboys who’d been flirting with her earlier called out, interrupting her. “Want to play volleyball with us?”
Jayne smiled but shook her head. “No thanks, Buck. I’m not much for ball sports.”
Her cousin Charity snickered from her lounge chair as she got up. “Oh, I’m all for anything that gets balls flying in my face.”
Seth and Jayne laughed at Charity’s comment, but then she turned to him and murmured, “I want to hear more about your tattoos.”
“You’re a librarian. I’ll bet you already know most anything I could tell you.”
“You’d be surprised by just how limited my knowledge is on some subjects.” As soon as the comment was out of her mouth she bit her lip, and her cheeks turned a rosy hue. “But I don’t want to bore you either.”
“Where do you want me to start?”
* * * *
Juliana turned her wolf-blue, smoldering eyes on Ash from her position draped over the padded leather saddle. “Well, you can start by fucking me instead of teasing me!”
“Now, darlin’. No need for a potty mouth,” Ash admonished with mock primness. “It was a simple question. I was just admiring this lovely derriere.” He placed a kiss on the aforementioned adorable posterior. Juliana moaned softly and lifted her ass to him, displaying her glistening, ready pussy.
The saddle she was draped over was the perfect height to fuck her from behind. They had the added security that it was located in the tack room, which very conveniently had a hasp and padlock that worked from the inside. He’d never known why that was there but had been looking forward to making use of it for a while. All they had to worry about was being quiet and it was very unlikely that anyone would even know what they were up to. Unlikely, but not impossible. Ash knew the uncertainty must’ve been getting to Juliana because her pussy was dripping with her cream.
He squatted down, and she raised her head and looked at him with shock in her eyes. He grinned and then dove in, devouring her pussy from behind, rubbing his mutton chops lightly against her inner thighs and pussy in a way that he knew drove her wild as he licked up her slick cream. She was tangy and flavorful on his tongue, and his cock seeped with the evidence of how long his release had been denied. Her cunt clenched around his tongue as he slid it though her wet slit, and she moaned again.