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This man isa work of art.
I mean… I already knew he wasfine, but the more I explored his body, intent on exhausting him to the point he couldn’t eventhinkabout cumming again without losing his breath, it was just…clear.
Congratulations to me indeed.
My fingers skimmed the smooth, graffitied expanse of his skin – wide shoulders and thick biceps, solid midsection and strong thighs, all covered to varying degrees with beautifully inked illustrations.
The star of the show though was his dick.
On my knees in front of him, I took a moment to admire the weight of it in my hands before I tried my damndest to swallow it all.
It was a good,goodfeeling, his thighs tensed, his hands in my hair, cursing and barely containing himself from burying his dick in my throat.
And then, not containing himself at all.
His fingers grazed against my scalp, blazing little trails of further stimulation as he held my head in place, pumping into my mouth. I put one hand between my legs, the other between his, teasing my clit and his balls in the same uncontrolled pace – no rhythm, no thinking, just pure… pleasure.
Tristan tilted my chin up, adjusting me so he could plunge deeper into my throat, making me gag around him. Just teasing wasn’t enough, so I pushed two fingers into my pussy, taking on his same frantic pace as he drove himself between my lips.
For every stroke, I sucked him hard – he cursed or groaned every time. I channeled my breathing through my nose, so a pesky lack of air couldn’t get in the way of me trying my damndest to take him completely.
I wasso closewhen he snatched me up from the floor.
“Bring your ass here,” he growled, his hand around my neck as he dragged my mouth to his, pressing his tongue between my lips to lap into me. He didn’t let up as he backed me toward the bed, not until the mattress hit the back of my legs. Then, he tossed me down, climbing over me to sink between my thighs in a deep stroke that pulled contented moan frombothof us.
This was how it was supposed to be.
Not going through the motions, not waiting for it to be over, not being on guard in case you suddenly had to defend your life.
Just… pleasure. And connection. Andrelief.
And probably protection, but we’d ran out of that and promptly decided not to let it stop the show.
I wanted all of him, everything, with nothing between us.
Luckily, he was willing to give it.
“Shit,” he cursed, panting, his large body spread across my bed as he tried to catch his breath. “You trying to kill me or something?”
I chuckled, sitting up beside him andgreatlyenjoying the appreciation in his gaze as it dragged over my nude body. “Just making up for the time between when I wanted your dick and when you actually gave it to me.”
“I wastryingto do the right thing.”
“So this wasn’t right?”
He scoffed. “It damn sure wasn’twrong.”
“That’s what I thought,” I teased, leaning in for what I intended to be a quick press of our lips. Instead, he pulled me down against him, holding me close for a slow, perfect kiss that made me feel a little… dizzy.
Or something.
“Why are you doing me like this, knowing I need to get to the shop?” he asked against my lips, with his arm still tight around my waist.
“I didn’t realize I was doing anything.”
“You’re a little too fine,” he teased. “Making itveryhard to stay out of you.”
He said that, but still found the discipline to extricate himself from the bed – likely only because he was expected at the tattoo shop. He needed to go home first, for fresh clothes and all that too, so I didn’t give a hard time about needing to go.
