Inked Love: An Enemies to Lovers Romance

by Cassidy London

  I wasted no time cancelling out the rest of my summer in Montreal. One call to my stupid office and I quit via voicemail. Stupid I know, but I was beyond caring at this point. Plus, the job was exceedingly boring. There had been a part of me that had been looking for an excuse to get out, and this was it. Another voicemail for Angela, thanking her for everything and letting her know that I’d be in touch.

  Then without any idea of what I was going to do or where I would go, I started packing. Throwing my clothes into bags and hauling them down the stairs to the street. Then one by one, I threw them in the back of my Jeep.

  It had only been two hours since our encounter in the tattoo shop, but I was moving fast. My own feelings felt confusing to me. I was aware that I wasn’t thinking rationally but at the same time, I didn’t know what else to do. Focusing on running away was the only thing that seemed to quell the millions of questions running through my mind.

  After throwing my last suitcase in the Jeep, I marched back up the staircase and into Angela’s Airbnb for one last time. As soon as I stepped into the front entrance the door slammed loudly behind me giving me a mini heart attack

  “Lexi!” the sound of my name on his lips was unmistakable.

  I felt one hand slide around my waist while the other grabbed the back of neck and spun me around quickly. His grip was rough, uncomfortable and yet somehow made my insides tingle.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He roared, staring down at me; his eyes glaring dangerously right into what seemed the depths of my soul.

  “I'm leaving town, what does it look like?” I taunted him, not caring about how bitchy I sounded. "Now get your filthy hands off of me before I call the cops." I spat trying to break free from his grip.

  He smiled, that patronizing, knowing smile that I hated so much. Then pushing me gently but firmly up against the wall, he muttered something in his native French that I couldn't quite catch.

  "Let go of me!" I protested again. Admittedly, with a little less enthusiasm. That detrimental attraction was seeping into my body like a drug.

  "Jamais ma chérie, jamais je te laisserai partir." he breathed, shamelessly sucking me into his vortex.

  I stared blankly into those dark eyes, intoxicated by his presence and acutely aware of my erratic breathing.

  "It meant, I will never let you go." He repeated.

  “I…know, I know what it meant…” I stammered trying to hide that my eyes were involuntarily getting filled with tears.

  He smirked again, cocking his beautiful face to the side, seemingly impressed at my comprehension.

  It was one of those crazy moments where time stood still and I could hear silence ringing in my ears. My eyes were glued to his as we both felt the cosmic magnetic pull bringing us closer and deeper until we no longer had any personal space, and we were just existing temporarily in our bubble. It felt like it had taken forever before his mouth crashed into mine.

  That initial sting of his lips on mine sent an electric current coursing through my body. For almost two months the charge and lust had been undeniably building between us. To have it ignited was almost more than I could bear. I heard a primitive growl coming from deep within his throat. His hands no longer were skimming my body gently but rather seared over my skin; entrapping me in a place I longed to never leave.

  “J’peux pas m'arrêter.” He breathed to himself. “I can’t stop…”

  “Then don’t stop, please don’t stop”. I responded silently as the stubble on his face grazed down my neck as his lips and tongue danced across my feverish skin.

  “Since the day I met you, you taunted me, you were stuck up… even rude. Yet, it only made me want YOU more. Every night, you have haunted my dreams. Tell me…because I suspect it has been the same for you. Do you think of me when you touch yourself?”, he mused in my ear.

  Holy shit, he actually expected an answer? What is it with this guy? Was it a French thing? Why was he so damn direct?

  “Answer me Lexi. Do you think of me… when you have your fingers buried deep inside that pretty little cunt of yours? Do you imagine that it’s my tongue licking you clean? Do you want to know once and for all what that would feel like? Parce que ma belle, j’veux tellement te goûter”, he moaned into me. That was it. That alone, was enough to wet my panties.

  Prickly incandescent heat had overtaken my flushed skin. No one had ever spoken to me so dirty, so raw like that before. His words, as hot and embarrassing as they were, made my head spin and my body ache. Everything was throbbing. I needed him so badly.

  “You may not be speaking but you are blushing all the way down to your perfect breasts.” He continued pulling my shirt over my head and staring at my hardened nipples as they peeked their state of hardness through the lace of my bra begging to be sucked and played with.

  JM held my arms up over my head and held them against the wall with his strong hand. The other began gently tracing lazy circles around my aching breasts. Finally, as I began to moan and squirm beneath the brutal strength of his passion, he pinched one diamond hard nipple so forcefully that it made me cry out. Finally getting the reaction he wanted from me, he smiled approvingly before he got serious again. He continued gently prodding and finally allowing my swelled breasts to pop freely. His reaction to them was so hot I felt myself getting even wetter. His lips smacked down onto my pink nipples one at a time with urgency, and he sucked hard. Paying attention to each breast, his body pushing even more into me; until tears came to my eyes from the ever so much anticipated ravaging I had fantasized about.

  With one finger delicately wiping away a tear, he said gently. “I am a rough lover Lexi…if you want flowers and gentle kisses, I’m not the man for you.” Silence filled the room as we got lost in each other’s eyes for a brief moment.

  “Tell me if it’s too much or you don’t want to continue and we’ll stop. You have my word.” He continued.

  “I don’t want to stop but I’m scared…” I whispered panting hot breath into his mouth

  “Of what ma cherie? Of having the best orgasm of your life? He chuckled. Because I will make you come harder than ever before. That, I can promise.”

  I smiled shyly but with a little naughtiness as I nodded, approving of his plans.

  “Alors, c’est oui?” he demanded again as he flicked my nipple teasingly, and pushed his hard dick in his jeans against me.

  “Oui.” I answered.

  “C’est parfait. Enweille, let’s go.” JM scooped me up and marched me towards the couch in the living room. My naked breasts bobbing up and down in plain sight; nipples hard and aching to be touched again. Still hidden was my soaked panties and throbbing clit.

  “I don’t need to see it angel-- I can feel the heat coming right through your clothes and onto my body.” He whispered, those dark eyes… penetrating me to the core… It was like he could read my mind. And maybe he could, but as I already knew, he could read my body even better.

  Crashing into the couch, we descended together into a sea of pillows and softness. He covered my body with his, crushing my aching breasts beneath his weight. JM’s hands went straight to my hair, pulling it back and forcing my chin to tilt up towards him. I parted my lips and tried to reach closer, wanting so desperately to feel him on my mouth. His grin told me that he knew exactly what I wanted. But instead he began to leave a trail of wet kisses along the inside of my throat. The contrasting sensation of feather light kisses with intense hair pulling was intoxicating. Electricity fried my synapses and sent me reeling further down into this lust filled craze.

  Finally, he released my hair but only to begin sucking hard on the soft skin at the base of my neck. His touch was like fire to my body and he had me writhing shamelessly with need within minutes.

  “Let’s get you out of those clothes belle fille.” He whispered in my ear. He lifted me up to a standing position and effortlessly slide my pants down over my hips. He left my panties on as he stood back admiring my half naked body. Self-c
onscious, I wrapped my arms around my body and dropped my gaze to the floor. “Why do you look away Lex?” he asked softly, reaching out to caress my cheek. “Are you embarrassed? You shouldn’t be. You are so beautiful and I’ve been waiting for ages to see what was under those clothes.”

  JM’s words relaxed me and I reached to touch him. I wanted to feel his hard body up against mine and run my fingers along his skin. My body was crying out in need, instinctively yearning for his touch. He stepped closer, smiling that crooked smile of his, but he didn’t touch me.

  “What do want Alexis?” he asked.

  My heart was racing, I sucked in air trying to steady my breathing. “I need to feel your hands on me, please…” My mind was blank, finding the words to tell him what he wanted to hear was near impossible.

  His hand reached out as he took a step closer. I could feel myself shaking with anticipation. JM’s fingers caressed the length of my torso and across the front of my panties. We were now barely an inch away from each other, our eyes locked but still only his fingers skimming across my heated skin. “Like this?” he taunted. I was panting, almost on the verge of tears. “More! JM please…” I begged.

  “Hang on Lex…it’s better to wait, ma chérie.” He whispered, his lips brushing up against my ear and his rough stubble scratching at my neck. “I want to look at you first.” His words bore into my soul as he dropped to his knees sliding my panties down with him.

  Standing naked in front of him, his beautifully sculpted face inches from my throbbing pussy was too much. I moaned and shifted in place, silently willing him to grab me, throw me down on the floor and fuck me senseless.

  “Such a pretty pink pussy you have.” He drawled. “Alexis…you’re so wet baby. Your pussy is dripping for me.” He continued as he cupped my sex with his hand and then slowly dragged one finger across my swollen, soaked lips. “I can smell your desire babe, I need to taste you.” His touch, unbearably soft and slow was like fire to my skin. Consuming me whole and without warning. My body cried out in agony as I shifted my hips trying to ease the throbbing pulse in my core.

  This man was magic.

  JM wrapped his huge arms around my naked body, pulling me down to the floor with him. “Lay down Lex.” He breathed as he pulled my thighs open and gently opened the soft wet folds of my skin. Every part of my being was shaking for him, for his words, for his touch. He pushed his thumb up against my throbbing clit and circled a few times making me writhe uncontrollably. “Beautiful.” He murmured to himself.

  Who was this man? How could he stand it? I hadn’t touched him at all yet he didn’t seem to care, he was completely and wholly focused on my pleasure. I had never experienced anything like this. Certainly, never with Jason or even before him.

  JM then removed his hand and began kissing the inside of my knee, slowly moved up the most sensitive skin on the inside my thigh. “Please JM.” I breathed. “You’re killing me!”

  He chuckled. “C’est parfait Lex, that’s exactly what I want.” He continued leaving trails of wet kisses all along the inside of my thighs for what seemed like forever. Tears began to sting my eyes. “Please JM, I can’t take it anymore!” I cried desperately.

  “You’ve been such a pretentious little princess all these weeks Alexis, I’m kind of enjoying watching you beg for it now.” JM teased between as he began to slowly lick the outer folds of my pussy. “But you know what I will enjoy even more?” He paused, waiting for my answer. When I had none, he reached up and twisted my nipples hard. “FUCK JM!” I hissed, my head popping up angrily. My reaction only served to amuse him and he chuckled again. “Mmm…I like it when you’re angry baby girl.” I groaned and whined in frustration. “Okay chérie, I’ll give you what you want.” He murmured.

  He moved back between my legs and opened me up once more. His hot tongue lapping up my juices and making me moan louder and louder. His lips circled my throbbing clit as he began to suck hard on the tiny bundle of nerves. Alternating sucking and flicking it with his expert tongue at an agonizingly slow pace. Sweat poured out of my body as I writhed on the carpet beneath him. It didn’t take long before I could feel my orgasm getting closer, he knew it and purposely pulled back. “JM!” I growled as he smiled crookedly. “Such a beautiful cunt you have…but not yet Lex, you don’t deserve to come yet.” He was punishing me with pleasure and it was the most addicting feeling I’d ever had. He waited a few seconds. Waited until my breathing slowed and my eyes opened. Then he was back at it again. This time sliding his fingers deep inside me. Sucking and nipping at my clit, while his fingers pumped in and out rhythmically. I could feel the rumbling getting stronger, building in my core. He curled his fingers up against my soft insides and beckoned my orgasm towards him. He had teased me for so long that I couldn’t hold back. My body shook as I exploded into him. He lapped at my juices, smiling and enjoying watching me come undone.

  It was surreal. My body felt limp. Looking over at JM who was now lying next to me, gently playing with my nipples. “Damn you tasted even better than I could have imagined Alexis.” I giggled, my hands instantly covering my face.

  “There’s nothing left to hide baby.” He said, laughing at my reaction as he pulled off his shirt. His hard body was even more spectacular than I expected. Tattoos ran all over his chest and arms, shoulders and of course up his neck. His stomach was free of ink but showcased the sexiest abs I’d ever seen. I reached out instinctively and ran my hands over them. He shuddered beneath my touch. His eyes a dark coal, filled with lust as they ran over my naked body.

  JM grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him as I continued to rake my nails down his chest. “Lex…Lex…” He growled my name over and over as I touched him. I could feel his cock, still confined in his jeans, swelling beneath me. His reaction to my touch made me want to see him, suck him and feel him inside me. I was desperate and he knew it, we both were. I pulled at his belt buckle, opening his pants and freeing his cock. I sucked in a breath. He was immense. The velvety tip, glistened with pre-cum. His hand came up my back and guided me down. I took him in my mouth slowly, breathing through it and guiding him down the back of my throat. The sounds JM made as I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked him hard filled me with desire once again. Somehow giving him pleasure was turning me on. It was a new sensation for me and I loved it. My hands cupped his heavy sac and massaged his balls as I continued to suck and lick him. I could feel him expanding in my mouth as I struggled to breathe. Releasing his balls, I slide my hand up and began pumping his dick with my hand as my mouth moved to lick the head ever so slowly.

  “Shit, look what you do to me Alexis. You suck me so good.” He breathed, his hands pulling at my hair. “I want you, I need to fuck you NOW.” In an instant, he pulled me off of him and reached for his jeans. Pulling out a condom, he slipped it on with record speed. “Come here.” He motioned. “Get on top of me.”

  The veins on his thick cock were pulsating, beckoning my body towards him. JM’s hands went around my waist, pulling me over to straddle him. My pussy was wet and throbbing for him, I couldn’t help but grind myself against him shamelessly as I whimpered with need.

  “I’ve wanted to be inside you since the day I met you Alexis.” He breathed into my ear. JM’s hand reached down to play with my pussy lips. He teased me like that for a few minutes, holding us both back from what we so desperately wanted. “Please…” I mumbled. My desperation making him chuckle. “You’re so much sweeter when you’re begging for my cock Lex. We should have done this a long time ago.” My eyes narrowed down at him. Even now, as desperate as we were, he could still antagonize me. But not for long. With one thrust he pushed up toward my opening and pulled me down on to his cock. I cried out from the shock of his entry. He was so big, he filled me up in a way I’d never felt before. A few seconds passed and we stayed still, lost in each other’s eyes. He nodded, silently asking me if I was okay. From being unable to communicate to needing no words at all. Suddenly it seemed like everything had changed betwe
en us. We rocked together, quickly finding our rhythm, our bodies instinctively knowing what the other wanted.

  It was like he had known what I needed before I did. Luring me in with the sweetest taste of rebellion and letting me out on the other side a changed woman.

  JM’s hands rubbed my back up and down before grabbing my ass as we began to move faster. His rough hold was exactly what I wanted. I found myself riding him with a wild abandon that I’d previously never known. Impaled upon this beautiful male specimen was addicting.

  I closed my eyes for only a second but he immediately jolted me out of myself. “Open your eyes Alexis!” he growled. And I complied, unable to do anything but what he wanted. I watched his abs and biceps flex to hold me in place. The vein on his neck was throbbing, sweat glistened on his skin. Our eyes stayed locked together as we inched closer and closer. I could feel him begin to shudder just as I did and I raked my nails across his chest. My pussy began to clamp down on his massive cock in waves. Each one growing bigger and harder than the next. “YES! Come for me baby!” JM hissed just as his own orgasm began to pulse inside me. “FUCK ALEXIS!” he called out as we both went toppling over the edge of bliss.

  Chapter 17

  It was hands down, the absolute best sex of my life. JM was true to his word in that he was rough but he was also considerate and dare I say loving too?

  And his words! Oh, that deliciously dirty mouth of his.

  We lay wrapped naked in each other’s arms as his mouth just kept on running.

  “Lexi, I have to tell you…no one has ever tasted so sweet to me. I love your scent, your taste…” He took a long drag on his cigarette and held it in for a few seconds before exhaling. “I just want stay with my mouth buried between your legs forever.” He breathed, greedily eyeing my naked body once again.

  “So…” I said casually as my nails raked up and down his chiseled, inked chest. “Where does this leave us?”