Inked Love: An Enemies to Lovers Romance
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JM didn’t talk as he worked, occasionally just looking up at me through his hair that had fallen across his tense jawline. I turned my head and focused my vision on a small crack in the wall. I had always found that pushing all thoughts out of my mind and focusing on one tiny object was almost meditational in a way. Plus, it helped me to get through the discomfort.
After about an hour, JM looked up. “You need a break Lex?” His voice broke the sound barrier of my mind and pulled me back to reality.
“Umm yeah actually. I need to use the washroom.” I mumbled.
“Okay you go ahead but don’t look too closely, I’m not done yet.” He warned.
JM went to grab a coffee as I walked down the hallway to the bathroom. I felt a little groggy and stumbled a bit as I walked. JM was at my side in a minute. “What’s wrong?” Obvious concern in his voice.
“I think I just got up too quickly. I’m a little woozy…feel like I’m going to pass out.” I mumbled.
Suddenly the darkness came up from behind me, crowding my thoughts and vision. I knew the feeling well and tried to hang on by lowering my head as I walked. I must have been unsuccessful as I felt JM’s arms around me as I slide down to the floor.
“Non! Lex!" I heard him cry. “Je t’ai mon amour, laisse-toi aller, je t’ai. "
As I heard him call out that he had me, I felt my lips curl up into a smile. Or at least I thought that’s what my brain instructed them to do. JM, you do have me as I have you my love.
I awoke to him standing over me, gingerly placing a cold towel on my forehead while humming a soft tune that I didn’t recognize.
“You went down hard babe.” He whispered. “Did you hurt yourself? Anything sore?”
“Only my pride…” I mumbled, as I tried to stand up. “I’m not usually such a baby when it comes to pain.”
“Mmm…" He chuckled. "Maybe chérie, mais tu es tellement sexy quand tu tombes dans mes bras." Telling me how sexy I looked as I was falling into his arms only made me feel weaker and trip over my own feet.
“Stop it!” I mumbled swatting his hands away from my body “You`re embarrassing me.”
“Why? Because I like to tell you how sexy you are?” He seemed surprised.
“No, because you think it’s sexy when I’m passing out.” I answered.
“Everything you do is sexy, bébé.” We stood there staring into each other’s eyes as he held me up. His arms felt like weights and support around my weakened body. I wanted this moment to last forever.
“Come on; are you ready to finish this tat?” I asked.
“You have no idea.” He mused. He handed me a bottle of water and made me drink.
I couldn’t wait to see the finished creation; and if I was being honest with myself, waiting for his little surprise was killing me.
It was only another hour or so in the chair before he was done. We passed the time by chatting about the shop. I knew he was keeping my overactive mind occupied and it was definitely working. He was so sweet and so attentive. Unlike Jason had been.
“All right Lex, C’est prêt.” It was ready. I could barely breathe.
Rolling over, JM helped me sit up before I got a good look at my arm. I flipped it over and admired it in the mirror reflecting back at me. It was beautiful. Everything I had ever imagined.
“I added a few details.” JM said under his breath.
At first glance, the tattoo was exactly as I had described it to him, a perfect replica of the temporary one he had showed me earlier. But as I began to look closer I understood what he meant.
There was just so much more detail. The leaves on the trees outlining Mont Royal, the people sitting in the terrace outside the Bonsecours market. Everything that made Montreal the city that it was-- was there. I could hear the music, smell the summer air and…and... That’s when I saw it. A boutique with a mannequin in the window. She was wearing a t-shirt with a heart on it and written inside the heart, was the most amazing inscription I’d ever read.
Je t’aime pour toujours <3 JM
I felt the tears begin to well up in my eyes and my throat close up. A tight ball of emotion lodged itself in my throat so hard I thought I might choke.
“Jean-Marc!” I cried looking up at him from beneath my lashes which were beginning to stick together.
“You like?” He asked, his eyes peering into my soul, his voice filled with both hesitation and excitement.
“JM…” My voice barely audible.
“I love it!”
He smiled and leaned in to kiss me, his fingers cupping my chin and pulling it in towards him. “I love you Alexis Reynolds.” He breathed.
Chapter 25
It was raining hard when we left the shop so we ran like crazy. Our fifteen-minute walk had turned into a ten-minute sprint. By the time we made it to the front door of my apartment, we were soaked, and completely out of breath.
“You should stop smoking.” I chided him. “I could have been home in five minutes if I didn’t have to keep such a slow pace.” I continued as I playfully punched him in the side.
“Arrête! He growled. “Stop it, if you know what’s good for you.”
“Ooh is that a threat?” I continued as we stumbled through the door of the apartment. “You’re kind of cute when you’re pissed.”
“That’s what you think? Lexi, don’t push me. You know that I hate the rain and I hate running. I’m telling you, you will regret it…” His words seemed serious, but a strange twinkling in JM’s eyes caught me by surprise and made my heart skip a beat.
Without a second to lose, he scooped me up and carried me into the bathroom. “Before we start we should clean up a bit…” He whispered as he began peeling off my wet, sticky clothing.
The slow methodical way he removed my shirt, unzipped my pants was torturous. I began to shiver from the cool air on my wet skin. Goosebumps made their way up and down my arms. I wanted his strong warm hands to cover my body but he gave me no such pleasure. The water from my hair slowly dripped down my back and pooled on the bathroom floor. I shivered again.
JM leaned in and planted a very sweet kiss on my lips. “Don’t move okay? I promise you’ll be warm soon enough.”
I complied. “Okay…but not too long.” I breathed shakily.
Reaching around me he unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor. My nipples stood erect, waves of goose bumps rippled all over my skin. My arms instinctively wrapped in front of my chest in an attempt to stay warm and to cover myself up. Even though JM had seen me in much more compromising positions, somehow… standing half-naked while he was fully dressed was becoming slightly uncomfortable. He was staring with so much hunger in his eyes.
“Non, mon amour…” he said with sweetness and love in his voice. “Don’t ever hide those beautiful breasts from me. Besides, we don’t want anything touching that brand-new ink.” He had put a protective covering on the tattoo but I knew he was right.
Then he took my arms, pulled them behind my back. “Hold on to your elbows baby.” JM dropped to his knees and looked up into my eyes. He hooked his fingers around the sides of my panties and with one quick swoop, pulled them down revealing my nakedness.
He helped me to step out of my panties, while gently planting kisses across my naked skin up my belly towards my chest. Careful to avoid any sensitive places. His evasion of those spots made my body want it even more. I squirmed a little, as my arms dropped behind me, and I arched my back. This made my breasts push up making my nipples impossible not to notice. Moisture pooled between my legs and slowly trickled its way down my thighs.
JM looked at me now with sex filled lust. “Come…” He motioned to the bath that he had running for me. I stepped into the warm water, which seemed to instantly soothe me. “Keep your arm out of the water Lex.” He reminded me as he helped me slide down carefully, then get on my knees. The bliss of luxurious bubbles popping around my pussy felt incredible and had me even more excited.
I now had the perfect view of my
man. I watched him intently while I felt the tickles of the water teasing me. He stripped out of his own wet clothes, and I cupped the soapy water and dripped it over my breasts; massaging them, playing, as he stepped into the bathtub in front of me. His huge beautiful cock already hard and erect, for me to appreciate.
I leaned forward, and perked myself up on my knees, my eyes locked onto his. He smiled that crooked smile of his; and his big hands slowly curved around my head and he nudged it closer to his cock.
“Look— this is what you do to me babe.” He said. Keeping my eyes open, my hot mouth opened ready to suck him deep into the back of my throat. He smiled. His emotions clearly painted across his face, only made me hungry to please him more.
“Sooooo good Lexi, you suck me sooooo good.” He cried as I took him in to my mouth. Throwing his head back I could feel the veins on his cock pulsing more and more, faster and harder I sucked him. Remembering to keep my left hand out of the water, my right one reached under him to hold and massage his balls. I dipped it in the soapy slippery water and splashed his balls. I could feel he was close and teased that special spot right beneath the base of his cock. I lapped and twirled vigorously changing pace. Going faster to peak his orgasm, and slowing down to drag it on. I sucked his balls taking one in at a time, stroking his thick cock up and down. When I heard his breaths picking up and starting to moan louder, I slipped his cock back in my mouth.
“Lexi…” he growled out. A deep guttural sound that echoed in the bathroom. As he shuddered, his exploding seed gushed into my mouth. I struggled to swallow as he held me there tightly, continuing to pulsate. Finally, I clawed at his thigh to release me.
“Sorry sweetheart just didn’t want you to let me go yet…” He apologized. “Fuuuuuck. I came so hard.”
“I’ll never let you go Jean-Marc. Unless of course you choke me to death via “blowjob”. That would probably be a bit embarrassing to explain to the cops though.” I teased and winked.
“You’re such a little devil.” He laughed lowering himself opposite of me. I also changed position and sat in facing him. We spent a few minutes talking, laughing and washing each other with the bubbles.
“All right, your turn.” JM said suddenly to me.
“Actually babe, the moment has kind of passed…Next time?” It wasn’t that I didn’t want to but more that I felt tired and was no longer in the mood.
“But you haven’t seen my surprise yet!” He motioned to the bedroom. My interest was piqued. “Well you’re just full of them today aren’t you?”
He shook his head and chuckled to himself as he stepped out of the tub and dried himself off.
I shrugged my shoulders… “Okay! Let’s see what you got.”
JM’s hand reached for mine and he helped me out of the tub. Taking a large fluffy towel, he patted me gently dry, stopping to run his fingers over all my sensitive bits. Just with that light touch, he sparked the mood in me once again.
He led me to the bedroom and instructed me to lie down on my back. Holding my arms above my head and keeping them there. The he reached into the bedside table and removed a long black silk ribbon.
“JM my tattoo?” I questioned.
“That’s exactly why I have this.” He said waving the ribbon. “Don’t want to touch it or have it get in the way now do we?” his voice filled with excitement. “Trust me, you will like this.” He winked.
He proceeded to tie each elbow to the side of the bed so that my forearms did not touch each other or anything else. A second ribbon came out of nowhere which he let fall delicately over my face, I shook my head so I could see. “A blindfold?” I asked innocently.
“What would you know about those Alexis? He asked his tone somewhat superior and judgmental. “I…uhh…I don’t know…” I stammered playfully. “I guess maybe I’ve done that before? I teased right back at him looking up from beneath my lashes.
“Stop it.” He said coldly, his mood seemingly shifting in seconds. “The last thing I want right now is to think about you with another man.”
“Well, you asked!” I responded indignantly. Damn possessive jerk. My jerk.
JM reached over and tied the blindfold tightly across my eyes, kissing me lightly as he did. Even just that gentle touch made me reach forward wanting more.
“Now for la pièce de résistance…” He whispered as he spread my legs and began tying them to some type of attachment that he whipped out from underneath the bed covers.
I felt exposed, vulnerable and so damn excited. JM was so quiet…it almost made me nervous.
“Babe…what are you doing?”
“Just looking at you, beautiful girl.” He responded casually. “You okay?”
“Yeah, but I’m feeling nervous and kind of scared…” JM nuzzled into me, his rough stubble scratching against the soft skin of my neck made all my fear melt away.
“Relax baby, I would never hurt you.” He whispered. “Let me know if you want out though ok?”
Gently he began to lick and suck at my neck trailing down my collarbone across my breasts and eventually circling around my nipples giving them the attention they so desperately needed. The sensation was torturous, I wanted more and I wanted it fast.
“Slow down Lex…I want you to enjoy this.” His voice came through the darkness, as I began to moan shaking my head from side to side. JM slid himself further back and continued his licking and sucking across my soft toned belly. He would stop from time to time and blow ever so lightly on my nipples and on the wet line that he trailed down my body. He didn’t miss a peak or valley. Begging with need, my mind pleaded him to move down even further. My body was quickly responding to each delicious sensation. And the cool air seemed to enhance the feeling of wetness that was growing stronger between my legs.
JM chuckled knowing exactly what I wanted yet holding off on giving it to me. Instead his touch ran down my leg and back up the other. It was only when his tongue found its way to the inside of my thigh that I thought I might come without him ever touching me there.
“All right!” JM said a little louder as he pulled himself off of my naked body. “I think that’s enough for now. I’ll go pour us a couple of glasses of wine, shall I?” I could hear amusement in his accented voice. My mouth was so dry I could barely speak. Only a low whimper came out of my mouth as I threw my head back into the pillows protesting like a child. “You’re killing me!”
“Happy to oblige my sweet.” Was all I heard before the door closed behind him.
Lying there bound and naked had an effect on me. At first, I thought the sexual tension would pass and that by the time he came back, we would have lost the moment. To my surprise, it was exact opposite. The longer he left me there, the wetter I became. My pussy was pulsing. My mind racing with all the things he had done and would do. He took his sweet-ass time too. Jackass. I could hear him in the kitchen. Taking out plates, clinking glasses. What was he doing? Making a five-course meal in there?
Finally, he opened the bedroom door again. “Lex? How' you feeling?”
“I’ve been better. You are torturing me!” I answered, almost embarrassed by the desperation in my voice.
“I want to see you…” he mumbled almost to himself. “I think you can see all of me.” I answered meekly.
JM pulled off my blindfold and caressed my face. “Now I can.”
It took a couple of seconds for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. It was now dusk and the sun was setting escaping quickly. He gazed lovingly into my eyes and I could feel the depths of his love. We stared at each other for what seemed like an hour until tears came to my eyes, the emotion was just too much.
Then he kissed me…long hard and deep until my whole body was quivering uncontrollably. Shamelessly, I began to beg for him to give me more. I craved his touch on my body like an addict craved another hit.
“Let’s check you out belle fille…” He whispered as his fingers dipped into my hot core…Instinctively I arched and bucked at his touch pulling at my re
straints moaning. “Oh bébé… you’re so wet...ahhhhm you are dripping for me.” He slipped two fingers in his mouth and slowly dragged them out sucking my juices.
“You make me so hot Jean-Marc; I’ve never felt like this before. I want you so badly”
“Good. Because the thought of you with anyone else, is too much for me to handle sweet girl. I want you all to myself. Forever. I don’t share.”
Those were the last words he said to me before he took his big cock and penetrated me. The feeling of that satisfying fullness was intoxicating. JM could be a rough lover but in that moment, he was all sweetness. A mind-blowing contrast to the tight restraints holding me in place. I could barely move, and didn’t want to. Just the feeling being held so still-- being stroked from the inside out had me reaching for that peak, faster than I ever had before.
“JM!” I begged. He didn’t have to ask me to say his name this time. I couldn’t stop screaming it. Louder and louder until I felt that unmistakable shuddering from deep inside me. It controlled me, moved me and made even my soul shudder. He fucked me until I was incapable of words. He didn’t stop when I came the first time. Instead he fucked me harder and deeper. Grunts and groans became the only sounds that emanated from the back of my throat… Again, and again relentlessly until I felt my pussy tighten hard around his cock-- forcing us both over the cliff of pleasure one more time.
Chapter 26
Something was lying on top of me, crushing me. It was paralyzing and confining. My brain was awake or barely anyway. Yet, my body was glued by some invisible force to the bed. The duvet felt light yet so confining. Sunlight poured in through the window and beneath my closed eyelids I could see it shining…
The banging was harder and faster now.
“Tabernak!” Yelled JM as he flung the covers off and flew off the bed. I heard myself groan and try to move, but his hand touched me gently as he said “Don’t worry babe, I got this stay put.”
Our previous night’s extracurricular activities had all but killed me and I felt like I was in a coma. He brushed a sweet kiss on top of my forehead and marched out like a soldier ready for battle… I silently wondered if he was naked. I had not even had the chance to look.