by Chelle Bliss
“Wait,” she said as I began to move the material away from her body.
I pulled quickly and the material disintegrated in my hands.
“Well, crap, those were expensive.” She blew out a breath.
“I’ll buy you new ones, sugar. No more talking, my mouth has other things to do that are more important.” My hands glided down her legs, pulling them apart as they reached her knees. I moved my mouth to the soft, sensitive skin of her thigh and licked, causing her body to shudder.
I could smell her arousal and the sweet scent of her pussy made my dick ache. I kissed and licked to the V where her leg connects to her body, only inches from her pussy. Sucking her flesh in my mouth, I lapped at her juices as I twirled my tongue over the smooth skin and listened to her tiny moans. Continuing the slow sensual assault on her body, I gripped her knees as I ran my tongue across her pussy, but didn’t stop to pay her engorged clit any attention. I stopped at the same exact spot on her right leg, pulling the skin into my mouth to leave a mark. I hadn’t given a hickey since high school but I wanted to leave something to remind her of who owns her body.
“You’re killing me,” she said, all breathy. I smiled against her skin as I bit down on the flesh and her body flinched. “Jesus,” she yelped and the bed dipped as her back dropped against the mattress.
My tongue soothed the red skin where my teeth had left a mark, making no mistake on where I’d been and whom she belonged to. I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her and feel her on my tongue as I moved toward her heat, inhaling her scent before my mouth descended on her body. I buried my nose in her blonde hair and smelled her sweetness. My flat tongue rested against her clit as I began to circle her clit with my tongue, but I denied her the contact she wanted. I sucked her lips into my mouth, like a starved man, tasting her wetness on my tongue. Her fingers laced in my hair and pushed my face into her core.
I dipped my tongue into her wetness and swallowed her arousal. I didn’t think I could ever get enough of her taste. I wanted to hear her scream and couldn’t wait any longer. I licked upward, capturing the last drops from her pussy as I sucked her clit hard.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, pulling my face harder against her body. Writhing under my touch, pushing two fingers inside her, her body stilled. Her pussy clenched against my fingers as I thrust them inside her. Her body arched and she griped the sheets as she moaned. Moving my palm against her skin, I placed my fingertips on her nipple. Pinching it, my grip pulsated against her stiff peak and it tipped her over the edge. She lifted her head, and her body grew rigid as her breathing became erratic and shaky.
I stared at her face, watching her fall into oblivion, overcome by the orgasm gripping her body. She dropped her head on the pillow as her eyes opened, sucking in a shuttering breath. Listening to her ragged breaths, I grabbed the condom from my back pocket before standing and removing my clothing.
The look on her face was one of a predator staring at their prey. I stroked my cock and stared at her body, waiting to be filled. Her mouth opened as she stared at my hand as I stroked it with a firm grip, catching the piercing as I touched the tip.
“You want me inside you, sugar?” I asked in a slow deep tone as I stood at the foot of the bed stroking myself.
“Well,” she said, caressing her skin and licking her lips. “I mean, your fingers are magic and your mouth is divine…”
I held up my free hand. “Shhh, sugar. No more talking. The only sound I want to hear is you screaming my name as you come on my dick.”
“Oh,” she said her eyes still glued to my shaft like she’d never seen it before. She was so easy to fluster. Tearing the condom wrapper open with my teeth, I rolled it over my aching member. I couldn’t wait any longer to be inside her luscious cunt and seek my release.
I moved up her body and nestled between her legs. “For the first time I’m taking you as mine.” I laid my palm against her pussy, cupping it as I gripped it in its entirety. “No one else gets to touch you understand, Suzette?” I asked with my lips against hers.
“Yes, Joseph. It’s yours and only yours,” she said staring in my eyes.
I kissed her and claimed her body as mine, fucking her with passion before spilling my seed inside of her. I took her slow and gentle, showing her body the attention it deserved and worshipped her in a way she’d never experienced before collapsing on the mattress.
I stretched out in bed and stared at the ceiling as she went to get ready for bed. She walked out of the bathroom in a t-shirt but I wanted to feel her skin against mine as we slept. “No clothes.”
“What do you mean?” she asked as she touched the edge of the mattress.
“When you sleep in bed with me, I don’t want you wearing clothes. They’re a barrier I don’t want to deal with – I want all of you whenever I want you, even in the middle of the night.” I patted the mattress.
“Underwear?” she smiled and lifted the shirt.
“No underwear either. Strip and get your fine ass in this bed.” She didn’t move, but looked at me with a silly smile. “Do it,” I said eyeing her.
“But.”
“No, buts, sugar. I’ve seen every inch of your body, even that beautiful little asshole of yours. That’ll be mine someday too.”
Her smile faded, but her eyes twinkled as she stepped out of her panties and threw her nightshirt on the floor. She curled against my body and rested her head on my shoulder.
“Hand, sugar.”
She placed her hand on my chest, not forgetting where I put it the first night we spent together. My heartbeat thudded below her palm as I rested my hand on top of hers. I placed my lips against her forehead. “Sweet dreams, beautiful.”
“Night, Joey,” she said as she yawned. Her breathing changed quickly as she drifted to sleep.
I listened to her tiny breaths as she slept beside me, wrapped in my arms, and curled into my body. I held her hand against my chest and felt her fingertips rub my skin. I felt my eyes grow heavy as I rubbed her hand and tangled my fingers in her hair.
I felt someone staring at me as I opened my eyes in the darkness. “You awake?” she whispered.
“I am now,” I said moving my fingers in her hair. “What’s wrong, sugar?”
“I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to wake you, but I…” Her words cut off.
“What’s bothering that pretty little head of yours?” I moved my fingers out of her hair and rubbed the soft skin of her arms, thrumming my fingers back and forth rhythmically.
“I’m just scared,” she whispered.
“Of me?” I moved my head away to see her face barely lit by moonlight cascading through the blinds.
“Not really.” She rubbed my chest. “I’ve had boyfriends, but only a couple. I’ve never felt about them the way I feel about you, Joey. It scares the piss out of me.”
“How did you feel about them?” I asked, more curious about how she felt about me than the previous men in my shoes.
“They were nice, but I didn’t get butterflies every time I saw them. We’d go days without talking and I was fine with that, but with you I’m always checking my phone for a message. I’m feeling needy with you, Joey, and I don’t like it.”
“Sugar,” I reached for her chin, drawing her shadowed eyes toward my face. “That’s not needy. Needy and clingy is if you’re up my ass all day and want to know my every move. Needy is when you show up at my house all hours of the night and at the shop during the day.” I shook my head and smirked at her. “You’re not needy. Wipe that shit from your mind.”
“If you say so. It’s just a new feeling for me. If I overstep or act like a crazy person, please tell me.” The worry in her eyes began to ease.
“Deal.” I kissed her forehead lingering over the soft flesh with my lips.
“What was your longest relationship?” I asked. I hadn’t been the pillar of normal relationship behavior since I lost Joni, but I had an inkling that she had been just as unlucky in love as I had been.
“Four months,” she whispered.
“Did you love him?”
“I think I loved him, but a week after I said those words to him, he left me. He’s the only man I’ve ever said that to – he broke my heart.” I rubbed my hand up her arms to soothe her while she spoke. “I’ve never really allowed myself to get that close to anyone after that. It was during my freshman year in college and after that breakup, I just spent my time studying and avoiding anything that felt like it could lead to a relationship.” She yawned and burrowed her body a little closer to mine.
“I understand heartbreak and wanting to guard your heart from the pain. I’ve lived it for more years than I’d like to admit.” I pulled her closer, leaving no space between us. “Let’s just take this slow. It’s best for both of us.”
“Slow,” she said, as she reached up and rubbed my face. I pulled her hand back to my chest and held it against my heart.
I could hear her breathing change as sleep took her. I closed my eyes, content and happy for the first time since Joni had last slept in my arms, I look forward to what tomorrow held.
Tattoos and Torment
“How’d it go with Mr. Piercings?” Sophia chuckled in the phone as I chewed my bagel.
“He gave me a little going away present this morning before he headed home to change.” I chomped down, letting the cream cheese slide across my tongue.
“Ooo, someone had a sleepover. I liked him, Suz. He looks badass, but I can see a kind heart underneath. Reminds me a bit of Kayden, but I hope without the other bullshit.”
I swallowed down the dry leftover bagel. “I almost messed everything up with him, Sophia.” I grabbed the glass of milk off the counter, taking a sip, while I waited for her to scream at me.
“Are you fucking crazy? Why in the hell would you do that? What happened?” she yelled, her shrill voice causing my ear to throb.
“I just didn’t see us going anywhere and I didn’t want to get too attached to him. I ignored him yesterday and ended up going on a date with Derek instead.”
“Derek? What the fuck, Suzy? You know that guy gives me the creeps.”
I sighed as I leaned against the counter, wanting to smash my head into the gray Formica for being so stupid. “I know. I just wanted to forget City – epic disaster that I’ll tell you about someday. Anyway, City came to my rescue and took me home.”
“Well thank Christ for small miracles.”
“He asked me to be his girlfriend, Sophia. Can you believe that?”
“I do. You’re an amazing girl, little mama. Any man would be lucky to have you as his woman. City was smart enough to realize it. Kayden was the same way with me, but his hard exterior melted. Sometimes you just have to roll with it to get to the good stuff. Nothing in life is risk free, Suzy.”
“I know, Sophia. My entire body vibrates when I’m around him and my stomach fills with butterflies. I’ve never felt that way with anyone and it scares the crap out of me. I tried to push him away, but he didn’t let me.”
“You must have some fine shit.”
I choked on my milk and it started to come out my nose as I wiped my face. “What in the heck are you talking about, woman?”
“Well, you tried to get rid of him and I know you usually hold true to your plan, so I know you didn’t relent first and he came to you. Most guys would just say fuck that and walk away without looking back, but you must have something special that made him come back for more. Huh, who knew?” she giggled.
“Shut it, whore. We had a long talk about relationships and love when he brought me home. He’s been hurt before and hasn’t had a real girlfriend in years.”
“We’ve all been hurt before. It’s part of love. If you never hurt, then you’ve never truly been in love before, Suzy. What happened to him?”
“His fiancé died,” I said, putting my cup in the dishwasher. I leaned against the counter and rested the phone against my shoulder.
“Wow, that’s horrible. I couldn’t image losing Kayden. I’d be a complete and total mess. I don’t know if I’d love anyone the way I love him. I couldn’t allow myself to love anyone that way again if he was ripped from my life.”
“Yeah, I just wonder if he’ll be able to make room in his heart for me. I’ll always be competing with her for his love, I’m afraid.”
“It’s not a competition, sweetheart. There’s room for both of you. He’s taking a risk with you – just give him time to deal with his feelings. Don’t rush into the ‘L’ word.”
“You did with Kayden,” I said, smiling even though she couldn’t see me.
“I know,” she sighed. “I couldn’t imagine anyone else in my life. Kayden was it for me, babe. He ruined me and I could never be without him – I knew that after our first weekend together – it felt like all the planets aligned. I was finally with the man I was meant to be with my entire life.”
“I’m just going to enjoy his glorious body filled with extra holes and pretty pictures. Jesus, girl, you should see his fine ass naked.”
“Did you say ass?” she asked sounding shocked.
“I am an adult, Sophia. I do swear.”
“I think City’s dick stirred your brain and altered your thought pattern. My Suzy sunshine never uses profanity,” she bellowed.
“Suck it.”
“What am I sucking?” she asked fishing for me to say it.
“Kayden’s dong.” I started laughing at how immature that sounded.
“Listen, whore, no matter what you do – do not fucking say ‘I want to suck your dong’ to City. His hard-on would vanish, as he would fall on the floor in a fit of laughter. It’s not sexy, not at all. Funny as fuck? Yes, but not come here and fuck me talk. Got it?”
“I know. Just wanted to see what you’d say.”
“Silly, girl. Oh, and don’t call it a penis. Use the dirtiest, crudest words you can think of when you speak to him. Men love it dirty and raw. If you can find it in the health teacher’s textbook, avoid it like the plague.”
“Got it. Alright, I’m going to go get ready.”
“Where you going so early? Your ass usually isn’t out of bed before noon and it’s only eleven.”
“I have grocery shopping to do today and I feel like browsing at a couple of stores. I plan to look at all the things I’ll never be able to buy. A girl can dream, right?”
“Grocery shop today and window browse tomorrow. I’m so glad we have a long weekend and I want to go shopping and have a girl’s day out. We need to practice your dirty talk.”
“Don’t you want to stay home with him and Jett?” I asked, walking in my bedroom searching my closet for something to wear.
“Nah, let them have some male bonding time. What time you want to pick me up tomorrow?” she asked.
“Noon, okay?”
“I’ll be waiting for you, my pretty.” She cackled as she hung up the phone and I shook my head. Sophia was going to make it a very long day.
“Come on you big pussy, let’s go inside,” Sophia said, yanking my arm as we sat in the parking lot of Inked. Once Sophia had something in her mind, she was like an Italian woman I knew – totally unbendable.
“Sophia, please. It’s not nice to surprise him at work. What happen with the ‘no cling’ stuff?” I shook my head and put all my weight on the seat.
“It’s not clingy. I want a damn tattoo. I want to surprise Kayden and I never get a chance. I either have the baby or him with me. I’d rather him do it than some stranger. Please get out of the car before I pull you out by your hair.” Her hands were on her hips and she was giving me the pushy teacher look that always cracked me up. Sophia was just as much of a softy as I was, but her look was nastier and usually made people do as they were told.
“Fine, but when it all implodes I’m blaming your bossy butt.” I closed the doors and hit my remote twice, making sure that no one could steal my collection of vintage hip hop cassettes.
Sophia whistled as we approached the door. “This is a nice
shop, not like most of the shit ass tattoo places around here.” She grabbed the door handle and my palms began to sweat as my heart pounded in my chest, causing my breathing to grow ragged.
“Can I help you ladies?” a man asked. He looked like a younger version of City. His muscles bulged from under his shirt, his arms covered in tattoos flexed as he rose from his chair.
“I’d like to get a tattoo today. Any possibility of that?” Sophia asked.
Looking around the shop as Sophia spoke with the one of the Gallo boys, I took in all the vibrant colors on the walls – reds and oranges with yellow on the ceilings. No white space invaded this realm of his life.
I walked over to the beautiful artwork on the walls to get a closer look. The pieces on the wall were body parts that had been decorated with some of the most stunning work I’d ever seen. I turned my head and my stomach dropped. City was sitting next to a beautiful brunette with his hand on her breast and his face only inches away. They were laughing and talking, but he didn’t see me. They looked comfortable together, like there was something between them, or maybe there had been at some point. My heart thumped against my chest and I felt flushed looking at them.
I walked back by the desk quickly and grabbed Sophia’s arm. “Can we go, please?” I asked quietly.
She turned around and gave me a confused look. “What’s wrong?”
“He’s touching some girls boob and I just can’t look at it. It hurts to see it.”
She touched my shoulder. “Babe, it’s a ‘boob’. He’s an artist and some girls like tattoos on their breasts. It’s like a gynie looking at a snatch; it’s just another body part. Don’t get caught up in what you think you see.” She smiled.
“You’re crude. It was more how they were looking at each other.” I shrugged.
“Was he looking at her or what he was doing?” she eyed me.
“He was looking at her breast, for Christ’s sake.”
“He was looking at his lines. Calm the fuck down before you have a coronary. Lemme see.” She pushed me back and peered through the doorway to the tattoo area. “Look,” she said yanking my arm and pulling my body to see what she saw. “He’s concentrating on his artwork.” She held my body so I couldn’t move and forced me to view City touching someone else.