Tattoos and Transformations

by Melody Snow Monroe

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  Dakota shouldn’t have been disappointed that Morgan didn’t call her the next day, but she was. She thought he’d mention something about the detail being incredible or at least that he liked the design.

  Even she had to admit, it was her finest piece of work, and she was her harshest critic.

  Maybe he was having trouble with getting the pad off. Sometimes the covering stuck to the injured area. Perhaps she ought to go over and check it out.

  Who are you kidding?

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  “Shut up.”

  Whatever the real reason, this was a good excuse to head on over.

  To make sure Morgan was at the ranch, she called Clint. Sure, she should have contacted Morgan directly, but he’d tell her he was fine.

  It was better if she just showed up. Most likely he wouldn’t be riding the range today given the location of the panther.

  Clint answered and they chatted a bit. “Is Morgan there?”

  “Yeah, you want to talk to him?”

  She explained that his brother had asked her to work at D’Ink Coda a few days a week. In return, she insisted on giving him a tattoo.

  “That’s rich. He never mentioned anything.” That didn’t surprise her at all. “I’m going to come over.”

  “Oh, darlin’. I’m looking forward to that.”

  “You don’t have a lawn to transform?”

  He laughed. “Just got back. Come on over. I promise to give you two some space.”

  She could almost see him winking. “Thanks.” Before she headed out, she picked up a tube of Tattoo Goo to put on his skin. She could have told him to take off the bandage after two hours, but he probably wouldn’t have cleaned it well and it might have gotten infected. To make sure her work would show well, she wanted to do the aftercare.

  Since Morgan wouldn’t be expecting her, she hoped he’d answer the door. Clint claimed he’d be off doing something. She rang the bell and waited. No answer. She decided to head on back to the pool area.

  Her mind raced to the last time she was there. She probably never should have been so bold and pranced naked in front of Morgan.

  Maybe that had been what turned him off.

  Morgan was resting on a lounge chair, reading a book.

  “Hello.” He looked up and grinned.

  Her stomach tumbled. Seeing him smile made her panties dampen.

  She waved the cream. “I came to check on your tattoo.”

  “I haven’t taken off the bandage yet.”

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  That surprised her. Was he too embarrassed? Though, she had said to keep it on for a day. “Good. You’ll need to wash it with an antibacterial soap, pat it dry, then apply a cream that will keep it clean.

  I figured you wouldn’t be real good about following directions, so I’ve come for a follow-up visit.”

  “Come on in.” He got out of his chair and greeted her at the door.

  She checked him out to see if someone else had invaded his body.

  Where had the taciturn man gone?

  “We’ll need to take care of this in the bathroom. Then you can examine my handiwork.”

  “Okay.”

  She couldn’t believe he wasn’t going to toss her out or say he could do it himself. Wow. “I forgot to mention about not swimming for two weeks.”

  He grinned and wrapped an arm around her waist, further confusing her. “I have Internet. I can read. I looked up the aftercare and will follow the instructions.”

  She blew out a breath. “Okay, then. Let’s get you naked.” He laughed. “Most women who’ve said that are willing to return the favor.”

  “Who are you and what did you do with the real Morgan Callen?”

  “I had a mini epiphany last night. I just decided not to fight it.” It? What did that mean? Before she got a chance to ask him, he’d taken off his boots and was removing his pants. Having him stand facing her wasn’t going to work. “Turn around.”

  “What’s wrong, babe? You afraid of seeing a little cock?” Clearly, he was trying to push her buttons. If he thought she’d turn tail and run, he had another thing coming.

  She planted her hands on his hips and rotated him so that his ass was facing her. She tried to lower his underwear, but it got hooked on something big and hard.

  He chuckled. “Let me.”

  Her pulse was racing thinking about his why his cock was hard.

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  She searched the bathroom for a washcloth but found none. Guess she’d have to use her hand. “I might get water on the floor.”

  “The tile is used to it.”

  Smart-ass. He had some antibacterial soap in the shower. She wet her hand and poured a small amount on her palm. “Can you bend over some more?”

  He chuckled. “I’m usually not the one in this position.” Her mind flew to all the wrong places. He didn’t want her, so why the hell was he teasing her? She pulled off the bandage and was pleased with the result. “It looks good.” There was a bit of plasma around the edges, which was normal. “I’m going to clean the tattoo now.”

  “You do whatever you need to do.”

  So as not to hurt him, she gently washed the area. Now she had to rinse his ass. The best thing would be if he got in the shower and did it himself. Only that would mean she’d see all of him. “I’ll turn my back and you can step in the shower and rinse.”

  “You’re welcome to look.”

  Bastard. He was goading her, but for what purpose? The thought of making love to him had her body vibrating. She still wasn’t sure what turned him around so fast from not wanting her in his house to wanting to fuck her.

  His shirt dropped to the floor. The shower turned on. She waited for him to rinse and turn off the water. The glass door opened and she pictured him stepping out on the mat, dripping wet. “Don’t rub your ass with the towel.”

  “You gonna help me?”

  Why did he have to inject such sweetness into his question? If he made the move on her and she gave in, she wouldn’t put it past him to revert to his old sour self.

  “Sure.”

  A towel passed by her peripheral vision. She took it and turned around, expecting him to be facing the shower. Instead, he was

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  dripping wet with his cock rock hard.

  Oh, my God.

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  Chapter Ten

  “What wrong?” he asked with a shit-eating grin on his face.

  She inhaled and tried to calm her pulse. “Turn around.”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  Thank God he listened and did as she asked. With the end of the towel, she patted his ass dry. With the rest of his back, she was quite rough. He didn’t need to have water drip over the dry spot. “I need to put this special cream on you. I’ll leave you the tube, along with directions for use.”

  “You’re the expert.”

  She loved touching his body, but she could only go over the spot so many times. “Do you have a hand mirror?”

  “No, but there’s a full-length mirror in the bedroom.” Crap. Now what was she supposed to do? When he took her hand, she had no choice but to follow. She forced herself not to look at his cock, which happened to be bouncing with every step.

  When they got into his room, while the bed wasn’t made, there weren’t any clothes strewn around. In fact, the bedroom was quite neat.

  A mirror hung over the dresser. He turned around to check out his ass. “Wow.”

  Her pulse soared. “You like it?”

  “I need more light. I’ll need to buy a hand mirror and really study it.”

  Was this her clue to leave or try to kiss him? She’d probably never know because as soon as she faced him, he leaned over and kissed her.

  The next thing she remembered was having his fairly wet chest

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  plastered against hers. Her brain could barely synthesize the fact that Morgan wanted to kiss her.

  He lifted her and brought her over to the bed. “I
think you started something the other day, but I wasn’t quite in the mood.”

  “Are you now?” Damn. Why did her voice have to crack?

  “Can’t you tell?” He grabbed his cock resting against his belly and pointed it at her.

  She swallowed. Was she really ready to make love with another man? If she did, she understood she’d be committed to making love to both of them at the same time. Did she want truly that?

  Hell, yes! Who was she kidding? She’d been trying to get Morgan to find her attractive for fifteen years. She’d never back out now.

  When he leaned over her, his face lost some of its color. “Is there a problem?” His chest expanded as if he were holding his breath.

  She must have hesitated too long. “No. No problem.” Morgan crawled onto the bed. “Good, but it appears as if you’re a bit overdressed.”

  She licked her lips. “You gonna do something about it?” Her sass finally made an appearance. Being in awe just wouldn’t do.

  Naked, with his cock jutting out, he straddled her. She leaned back and supported herself with her hands. He slowly unbuttoned her shirt and dragged it down her arms. Given his rather angry personality, she would have expected him to rip the material off her body. He didn’t. The fast approach might have been easier to take than this slow seduction. From the way his eyes were half closed, he wanted to take his time and torment her slowly. Even before he unhooked her bra, her pussy began creaming.

  Morgan leaned forward and kissed her using a feathery touch.

  This was so different from the time he devoured her lips in the kitchen.

  The dichotomy between the two Morgans threw her off balance, but at the same time exhilarated her.

  His fingers pinched the hook on the back of her bra. She lifted one hand and shook off the blouse. She did the same with the other arm.

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  Morgan must have realized she had too much weight on her hands and supported her back while he removed her bra.

  “I’ve been waiting to taste these forever.” The word forever was said on a whisper. “I thought you said my tits were too small.”

  He leaned over and tugged on one nipple. “I lied. I wanted you so much I had to say something to push you away.” A blast of ecstasy shot through every limb. “You succeeded.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  She never thought she’d hear those words. “You’ll have to make it up to me.”

  He sucked on her other nipple. “I fully intend to.” He let go of his support hand and lowered her to the bed. “I want you naked and needy.”

  She was already needy. The naked part would be easy. She toed off her shoes and let them thud to the floor. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on his rough hands tugging on her belt. She lifted her hips and let him slip her jeans off. He left her panties on. Darn.

  He kissed each tit. “I’ll be back.”

  She opened her eyes, not understanding his comment. When he slid between her thighs, her pulse spiked. While the high Clint always provided was unbelievable, she bet Morgan’s approach would be different but equally wonderful.

  He slid his hands under her ass and lifted. When his mouth clamped onto her silk panties, she almost came right then and there.

  “I want to lick and suck your pussy until you scream.” That wouldn’t take much. She’d wanted Morgan for so many years that, with a few well-placed touches, she’d go off like a lit rocket. His thumb drew back the elastic circling one leg, and his tongue slid in. The first lick hit her clit, and she saw stars. “Take them off. I want your mouth, your fingers, and your breath to caress me.” That was a bit forward, but her desperation had deleted her censor button.

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  “You’ll be sorry.” His thumbs latched onto the waistband, and he lowered them over her hips.

  She lifted her knee so he could get them off at least one leg. Once she was free, she bent her knees to get her pussy closer to his mouth.

  As if she’d flipped his switch, he went into high-speed mode, licking her pussy and pressing hard on her clit. The pearled nub activated her juices. Streaks of joy flowed down the sides and caused spasms to contract her walls.

  He slipped in a finger. “Somebody is excited.” She couldn’t deny the allegation. “I want you.”

  “I see that.”

  She’d hope he understood that she was ready to fuck him, but Morgan seemed willing to wait. He slipped two fingers inside her and swirled them around, wreaking havoc with every nerve. His tongue added to the chaos brewing by sucking on her clit then gently biting on the tip.

  Her hips wiggled, and her moans kept getting louder and louder.

  Mind-blowing bliss swept over her. She clawed at his shoulders. “It’s too much.”

  “No. It’s not enough.”

  He continued his tongue lashing, driving her higher and higher.

  His fingers played to a hidden rhythm that catapulted her to a new realm. Her breaths turned short and her nails dug into him as heat pooled inside her.

  “I want your cock.”

  “Don’t worry. You’ll get more than you bargained for. Trust me.” She loved that he seemed so sure of himself. His right hand smoothed its way up her body and found her breast. He rubbed his rough palm against the tip, causing the sensitive crest to harden.

  Perhaps he was waiting for that reaction because he pinched the tip over and over again as he thrust his fingers into her pussy. Then he moved his hand to the other breast and drew her clit tighter into his mouth. The double assault broke her. The tension inside her body 98

  snapped, and a scream burst from her throat. Her climax vibrated through her body with the speed of a wildfire.

  The second her pants slowed, Morgan pulled away. He crawled off the bed and opened a drawer. Foil ripped.

  “Let me put it on.”

  “Only if you can be quick.”

  “Yes.” What was quick to one might not be quick to another. She sat up and motioned he hand her the opened package. He tossed it to her. After she extracted the condom, she got on her knees and sat on her haunches. “Kneel in front of me.”

  With his gaze on her, he did as she asked. That was his first mistake. Giving her control allowed her to tease him that much more.

  Instead of covering his cock with the condom, she used her mouth instead.

  He hissed in a breath. “That wasn’t part of the plan.” She lifted her head. “I think it will go on easier if it’s wet.”

  “I’ve never heard of that.”

  “I read it somewhere. I want to give it a try.” She figured he’d stop her rather quickly, so she wanted to get in as many sucks as she could.

  He tasted like mint from his soap. She dropped the condom on the bed and drew his balls into her palm while she held his cock with the other. Her tongue swirled around the tip before plunging down halfway. Stupid throat closed up when she tried to take him deeper.

  “Oh, fuck me.” His guttural cry urged her on.

  Being able to excite him gave her more courage. She dragged her teeth up and down his rigid length. When she bumped into the bottom of the mushroom head, she sucked harder. His hands grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up. “You have to stop.”

  “Spoilsport.” Inwardly, she smiled.

  He picked up the condom and drew it over his entire length in one motion. That was no surprise, but what caught her off guard was when he jumped off the bed and pulled her toward him. In one swift

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  movement, he lifted her up to his waist and backed her against the wall.

  “I’ve waited ten years to fuck you like this. I hope you’re ready.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “Yes.”

  His mouth came down on her hard as if he couldn’t wait to plant his cock inside her. The intense kiss wreaked havoc all the way down to her wet pussy. Holding on to his shoulders, she wrapped her legs around his thighs and pressed her opening against his cock. Thrills at the pressure rippled up her body.

  Getting ready to fuck him hard, s
he dragged her pussy opening slowly up and down his length, making sure to roll over his cock in order to hit her clit. Her creamy hole glided over the condom with ease.

  His kiss lightened then stopped. Before she could protest, he moved his lips to the hollow of her throat, and she dropped back her head and groaned.

  Wild need nearly split her in two. “I want you.” He reached between them and pulled his cock away from his body while she lifted upward. The tip slid right into her opening. Ecstasy knocked at her door. He wrapped one arm under her ass and the other he planted on her back to guide her. With deliberation, she slid down on his huge cock. His size stretched her inner walls and hit every nerve possible. Halfway down, she had to take a deep breath to wait for the electric pulses to calm.

  “You okay?” His furrowed brows made her love him more.

  “Yes. It’s just that you’re a little big.” He laughed. “You’ll get used to it.”

  Once her breath calmed, she moved again. Using the pressure of her inner thighs against his hip, she seesawed her body up and down.

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  Morgan must have realized she’d finally reached nirvana the moment he was fully seated inside her. His grunts turned louder and his eyes closed. With her back against the wall and her legs squeezed tight on his thighs, he clasped on to her waist.

  “Let me fuck your honeyed pussy.”

  No woman could resist that. “Yes!”

  His controlled thrusts built the heat, igniting her nerves into a frenzy. Her body sizzled with joy as his cock drove deeper and deeper.

  Her breath hitched when he lifted her higher, dropped his head, and drew her nipple into his mouth. The hard sucking streaked pleasure out to her spine.

  He looked up at her. “I can’t wait.”

  With that, he stood straighter and plowed into her. Each thrust sent her blood closer to the boiling point. Pulses raced up her spine and returned with rolling spasms. She clenched down on his cock.