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Oh my god.
Every nerve in my body feels like it’s being gently kissed as I lose the ability to hold myself up from the overwhelming ecstasy coursing through me. I flop down on the bed further as a moan passes my lips.
Through a quiver, he asks, “You good?”
“Yes.” I buck my hips gently. “Please move. I can’t…Just move.”
And then he does, and we find a sweet rhythm as our bodies seek each other. Each moment, I ascend higher to a place I’ve never been before. A place that feels too intense to be real, but that I desperately seek to find.
“Harder.” I pant.
“It’s so tight.” His sultry groan adds to my arousal. “Oh my god, Ellie.”
Hearing my name over the slaps of our sweaty bodies is too much. My whole body convulses as white energy bursts from my core and I clench hard around him.
“Oh, fuck”I hear him say as he lurches forward and empties into me.
After the jerking stops, he gingerly pulls out and then collapses next to my spent body as we both pant trying to catch our breaths.
Oh, fuck is right.I can’t believe I’ve been missing this all these years.
On the drive to the tattoo parlor the next day, my pulse is racing as I roll down the window for some fresh coastal air.
Am I really going to do this?Me, a straight-laced minivan mom of four from the suburbs.
Marco reaches down to grab my hand and squeezes it tight. “How are you feeling?” he questions.
Forced to verbalize my internal panic, I say, “I don’t think I can do this.”
He squeezes my hand again. “You absolutely don’thaveto, but if you want to I know that youcan.” He looks over at me while at a red stoplight. “You are the strongest woman I know, and you keep surprising me with all the new things you can do.”
I blush at the mention ofnew things.“I want to, but it feels like I’m not supposed to, you know? Like what will I tell the kids? Or my parents? It doesn’t seem like something I would do. Does that make sense?”
“We will tell the kids they each have one and it’s a symbol of how much you love them. I know they’ll think it’s really cool. And I don’t think your parents will think it’s as crazy as you think it is and so what if they do?” He scoffs. “Who the fuck cares what anyone else thinks? Only you can decide what makes you happy, and if it’s the right choice for you, fuck the rest. It’s your body, your choice, and your life. Doyouwant this tattoo?”
I nod. “I do. I love the symbolism in those flowers and how much joy they bring me when I see them.” I sigh. “Spring is my absolute favorite.”
“Alrighty then, let’s do this!” He takes off from the red light and a few minutes later pulls the van into a parking spot.
On the walk up to the door, I squeeze his hand as hard as I can and I fill my lungs with as much air as they can hold. Blowing all my fears away with it, I repeat, “Let’s do this!”
The sharp chime of the bell above the door rattles me.
A gorgeous young woman who can’t be more than twenty-two approaches us. Her tan skin highlights all her colorful sleeve tattoos. She looks so trendy with her long blue hair braided down her back, funky retro glasses perched on her nose, and ripped black jeans with a black apron over her punk rock band T-shirt.
“Hey, guys. What can we do for you?” she asks with a smile. Her confidence and genuine nature put me at ease a little.
“Hey, we have appointments at ten. I’m Marco and this is my wife Ellie.”
“Oh hey, I’m Silvia. You and I have been texting about your ink.” She says looking at me.
“Yeah. Hey. It’s nice to meet you. Just putting it out there, I’m terrified. Excited, but terrified.” I laugh nervously.
“I got you. That first tat is always nerve-racking, but I bet you’ll be coming back for more.” She winks at me.
“Let’s get through today and we’ll see,” I say, the flutters dancing in my stomach.
Silvia turns to Marco. “Freddie is in the back, but he’ll be out in a minute. You know what your ink is today too?”
