“You’re right,” I responded, picking her up from the ground and throwing her against the couch. I took my shoes and socks off, followed by removing my jeans and then took a condom from my pocket. I ripped the foil slowly, pulling it over my aching cock.#p#分页标题#e#
Sienna’s eyes watching every movement.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
Biting her bottom lip, she nods as I hover over her, kissing her mouth with heated passion. Her legs wrapping around my waist as I slowly nudge her entrance. Inch by inch, I push my way into her, feeling her wet heat around my cock, taking a moment as I adjust to her. “Fuck, Sienna, you feel fucking fantastic,” I groan, as I fill her.
She wriggles under me, her eyes pleading for more.
Taking myself almost all the way out of her before I slam back into her hard, I rumble, “Hold on, sweetheart.” As I drive into her harder, faster, her nails scraping my back, the heels of her feet digging into my ass, the pubic bar at the base of my cock hitting her clit over and over again. I could feel her starting to clench as her orgasm hovered.
“Fuck, Evan, fuck,” she screams, her inner walls clenching on my cock, a couple more thrusts and I am coming right behind her, my face nestled against her neck. Fuck, I want more. Picking her lifeless body up from the couch, I carry her back to my bedroom.
I have been admiring Evan’s tattoos daily. The intricate work woven all over his arms is pure art. Derrick and I have wanted to get one for so long, but both of us are too ‘chicken’ to do anything about it – until Evan suggested he would take us to his tattooist. It didn’t take Evan long to make a couple of calls and book an appointment. When the rest of the boys heard what we were up to, they decided that they all had to get new tattoos, bringing Isla and Vanessa along with them.
Arriving at the California Bros. tattoo shop in Venice Beach and stepping through the imposing black doors, I was surprised by what greeted us. It wasn’t at all what I was expecting. It was funky and beautiful. Vintage-style tattoo art graced the exposed brick walls, black and silver skull embossed wallpaper line the back wall, large silver mirrors also hung on the walls on either side. It was like nothing I had seen before. The interior was just divine.
“They also own the barber shop and micro-brewery next door,” Evan says, knocking my shoulder.
What a awesome concept, but today I was testing out their tattooing skills.
“Welcome Boys.” A Bettie Page looking woman greeted us from behind the reception desk. She was dressed in a red-checkered shirt, her large breasts straining against the buttons, skin tight dark denim jeans with blood red sky-high heels. Her black hair rolled into a 50’s style, bright red lipstick on her plump lips, and her eyes almost looking cat like completing her rockabilly look. She was beautiful. She gave each of the boys a welcoming kiss. I noticed her arms were full with vintage style tattoos; they looked cool.
“They’re addictive,” she says smiling, catching me looking at her artwork.
“We have a couple of virgin’s today, Rachel,” Axel calls out from behind us.
“Ooohhh, fresh blood,” she giggles. Making my heart sink a little.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
“Zander is out the back getting things ready with the other boys.”
Watching her hips sway as we follow her to where everything is set up in individual booths, mild panic started to set in. I watched as a tall guy comes out from the back room, his arms covered in tattoos, some on his face and neck as well. His light brown hair was slicked back and his eyes were a sparkling blue.
“Zander, my man,” Evan greets, pulling him into a man hug as they slap each other on the back.
“Looking good,” Zander replies, with a genuine smile on his face as he looks at Evan. “How’s Jake going? Man, it’s been ages since I’ve seen him.” Evan and Zander catch up on the details of his brother’s surfing life and some other random guy things.#p#分页标题#e#
My eyes are looking around the room checking out the setup. My heart begins to race just thinking about getting a tattoo. I can feel the sweat sticking to my skin.
“Far out, that man is hot. Seriously, it’s like hot guys attract other hot guys – like magnets pulling them to each other.” I giggle at Derrick’s comment.
I was glad he was here with me because I was shitting myself. Vanessa and Isla had gone into another room with Finn, Oscar, and Christian, while Axel went with Rachel.
“So … you two are getting your first tattoos?” Zander asks
We could only nod our response. Even Derrick looked nervous now.