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by Vanessa James


  I definitely could feel the intensity of his motions growing. But I didn’t want him to stop. I could get lost in the pleasure.

  His lips worked like magic around my body, touching my clit, teasing the tip of it, and then dipping inside of me. I grabbed the bedsheets, crying out little choked sobs of pleasure and need. He looked into my eyes, seeing the tears that were there.

  “You’re only allowed to cry tears of pleasure. No sadness,” he insisted.

  “R-right,” I told him, trying to figure out how to speak once more.

  He continued pleasuring me, his lips and fingers working their magic on my body. I shivered, feeling his two fingers penetrating in deep, filling me up completely. He curled them around, and I struggled to hold it together, letting out heavy breaths and choked sobs of desire. His touches were addictive. I so desperately wanted more. My hips buckled on instinct, fucking his finger.

  He watched me lose control and I could feel myself getting to the very edge. But then, as soon as it happened, he pulled his fingers away, looking at me with a teasing smile.

  “I can’t be having you finish yet,” he growled.

  I grimaced. I was so close, and here he was, teasing me like this. it was driving me utterly fucking mad. But, at the same time, I enjoyed this far more than I thought. He continued to tease, and then, he pushed his fingers out, licking them slightly. I blushed, watching him do this as his eyes gazed upon my body.

  “You good?” he inquired.

  “Yeah. Sorry,” I simply said. I was so shocked by how good I felt even though I hadn’t cum that I was struggling to put thoughts together.

  “I can’t hold back any longer. I need to be inside you,” he said.

  “Then take me.”

  He was slightly taken aback by my upfront nature at this point, but it didn’t seem to faze him. He undid his pants, shucking them off along with his shirt into a meager pile in the corner. His hands were against my hair, touching it slightly and twirling it around his fingers. I blushed, feeling his eyes gaze deeply into my own.

  He wanted this just as much as I did.

  He then slid his cock inside me, filling me up. He quickly grabbed my hips, holding me there as he thrust deep inside me. I curled my legs around him, holding him there as he started to thrust in deeper and deeper. He looked at me with a look of pure lust as he continued to penetrate me deeply. I cried out, moaning with every single thrust as it got in deeper and deeper.

  He continued to get in deep, making me cry out in pure enjoyment, feeling the pleasure of the moment drive me completely mad. He then started to pull me into his arms, holding me there as he thrust in deep. I began bouncing on his cock with little thrusts, holding myself there, crying out with little mews of pleasure. He locked eyes with me, giving me a long, passionate kiss that made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

  We stayed like this, kissing and making out for a long time as he fucked me senseless. It was so damn perfect that I wanted to savor the moment, and it was obvious that he did too. After a few more thrusts, he moved in deep, giving me another long, passionate kiss. His hands moved to my clit, touching it there and I soon cried out with sheer pleasure and desire.

  “Fuck!” I cried out, holding him there as I lost control. The room spun, and soon, as quickly as it happened, I finished.

  I relaxed, and he finished inside me. I felt his seed inside, making me feel warm and happy.

  We both lay in bed, looking into one another’s eyes. This moment in time felt like it could last forever. I didn’t want anything to end.

  “I’m so excited to spend the rest of my life with you,” Stephan said.

  “Me too,” I replied.

  I knew that no matter what happened next that we had each other. We cuddled in bed together, kissing and hugging one another. It was the first time in a long time where things felt normal. Where we could have a relationship that mattered at the end of the day. We didn’t have to fight anyone, and that was relieving for me.

  I felt like we could finally get started with our lives again and live a normal life. And of course, be with one another in the way we wanted to.

  Chapter 8—Stephan

  About a year had passed since I told Laney I wanted to marry her, and things didn’t seem all that different.

  We were planning on getting married within a month, but I told her before we did that, I wanted to give her something special. We went to the tattoo shop, which had since become a normal tattoo parlor. The gang wasn’t really anything special anymore, but instead it was just symbolism of our power.

  Nobody stepped up to get in our way and I was thankful for that. I didn’t want to have to fight again, not with all we did.

  “Are you sure about this?” I asked Laney.

  “Yes. I want you to tattoo something on me. I really don’t care what it is. I just want it to be beautiful. Remember, I told you once this was over, I wanted to get inked by you again.”

  “You have a point,” I told her.

  She sat in the chair, putting her arm out.

  “Right here. I want to see it every time I look in the mirror,” Laney said.

  “Do you have any preference? I’m just asking because I have a design in mind, but I want to make sure it won’t be anything you’re upset with. Remember, I do this for the customer first, myself second,” I insisted.

  That was always how it was. And it was also why a lot of people came to me afterwards. I became known as one of the best shops in the state because of how much I took care of people. But Laney shook her head.

  “I just want something that is memorable. For both of us.”

  The idea would work then. I gave her a big smile as I laid her back.

  “Okay. Close your eyes. When I’m done, I’ll let you open up and see it,” I told her.

  She looked at me and nodded, closing her eyes. I wondered if she would fall asleep but she didn’t seem to.

  I went straight to work. I had this idea since we first got together, but I wanted the okay from her before I did this. I worked hard, and after about three hours, I finally finished.

  “Alright, it’s going to need to heal, but here you are. I wanted to give you something that you’d always appreciate,” I told her.

  “I’m excited to see it. I won’t be able to show it off for a bit, right?”

  “Yeah, it’s going to need to heal. But, by the time the wedding comes around, you can show everyone,” I told her.

  She agreed with that. I brought the mirror over, showing her my hard work. It was weird being trusted to do something like this. In all my years as an artist, I never got the chance to try something like this. So I was really excited but also terrified of whether or not she would like it or not.

  What I saw next shocked me.

  She started crying.

  I leaned in, ready to give her a hug and say I’d cover it up with something, but instead of tears of sadness, I saw a smile on her face.

  “I love it. This is the best goddamn thing I’ve seen ever,” she said.

  My eyes filled with tears of joy as I heard that.

  “Are you … are you sure?”

  “Yes. I love it. Thank you so much!”

  She leaned forward and hugged me, and I did so back. She then whispered into my ear.

  “By the way, I can’t wait to get more ink from you. I already plan to after the wedding,” she said.

  I blushed, feeling excited.

  “I’m glad that you’re happy with my work. And I can’t wait to ink you up even more.”

  We kissed there for a good minute and then left the shop together. I loved the design that I put on her arm.

  It was two ravens, flying together away from the carnage of the past, with the words “We’re Free” right in the middle.

  It symbolized the freedom we both yearned for, the one we shared, and the one that we cherished. It was what we finally achieved, and I knew that this freedom was something that I’d continue to love and remember every single day.r />
  Nothing was going to stop me from loving Laney. We could be together even if the world goes to shit. We had each other and I’m glad that I decided to ink her up because that night changed my life.

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  About Vanessa James

  Vanessa James is from a small Midwest Western town but now live s in sunny California with her husband Mike, 3 kids and Benji the dog.

  She’s always had a passion for writing, especially romance novels and simply love the fact that she gets to do this full-time now.

  Her guilty pleasure apart from all things romance is rugby, yes that’s right rugby. Maybe it’s because she’s married to an Englishman and lived in the UK for many years.

  Or is it because she can spend 80 minutes watching 30 hunks running around tackling each other?

  Shhhh, don’t tell Mike. LOL!!!

  When she’s not watching rugby, writing or reading, she loves nothing more than to be outside with her family and Benji creating wonderful lasting memories together.

  Oh and there’s also a passion for homemade cookies, who hasn’t right!

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