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“I don’t care what you do, man. Pretty sure I have already seen and done everything that you are worrying about right now. Just get your girl to relax so we can get this done, because right now she has half a tattoo and we’ve been at this for almost an hour. Okay?”
Then without another word, she walks out of the office to find the ladies room, leaving Conor and me alone.
“Tell me what you need, angel,” he breathes.
I bear down on him, pressing my aching pussy against his cock and making heat sear between my thighs. “This, Conor,” I whimper. “I need to get out of my head.”
“Fuck!” he mutters. “You know if Shane were here with you now, he’d already be inside you?”
“I know,” I say with a smile. His older brother would love to fuck me with an audience, but Conor has always been so against it that Shane has held off from doing it so far. “But I’m still glad it’s you here with me.”
“Fuck! You know I’ll always give you what you need,” he grinds out the words as though they pain him to say.
“I know that.”
He pinches the bridge of his nose. “So take off the damn panties,” he says with a deep sigh that rolls through his entire body.
“Are you sure?”
“I don’t think this tattoo is gonna get finished otherwise, is it?”
“Probably not,” I admit.
“So do as you’re told and take off your panties,” he growls as his hard cock twitches against me.
I climb off him and reach beneath my sweater dress. Hooking my fingers into my panties, I peel them off over my legs.
“Give them to me,” Conor orders and I place them in his outstretched palm.
He wads them into a ball and stuffs them into the pocket of his sweatpants. Reaching for my hand again, he pulls me back onto his lap. “Take what you need, angel,” he growls.
Reaching between us, I tug his sweatpants down and release his huge cock. The crown glistens with precum and I bite back a smile but he sees it anyway.
“You seriously think having you sitting on my lap, grinding yourself on my cock would have me any other way, Jessie?” he groans. “Now slide your hot pussy onto me before Gia comes back in here.”
I wrap my hand around his thick shaft, causing a deep groan to rumble through his chest, before sinking onto him. He slides easily into my wet heat and I sink all the way down until our bodies are flush together. The sensation of being so full of him makes warmth and relief curl around my spine and flutter through my body.
“You feel so good,” I hiss as I roll my hips over him.
“Fuck!” he mutters, his teeth catching on his bottom lip as he grabs my waist and holds me still. “You can’t ride me while you’re getting a tattoo, Jessie, you’re gonna have to stay still.”
“I know,” I whimper as a rush of wet heat slicks us both. “But I’m not getting a tattoo right this second.”
The sound of the door opening makes Conor’s grip on me tighten and I close my eyes and still my hips. Despite how much I want to grind on him right now, I know that he’s right and I need to remain as still as possible while Gia has the instrument of torture pressed against my back. And having him inside me is calming enough for now.
“We ready to proceed?” Gia asks with a knowing smile. She can’t see thanks to my dress — but, oh she knows - if only by the pained expression on Conor’s face.
“Yep,” I say.
“Uh-huh,” Conor grunts, narrowing his eyes at me in warning.
I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing at the look on his face but at least it distracts me from Gia’s needles and I barely even notice when she starts tattooing me again.
I concentrate on Conor’s fingers digging into my hips. His huge cock throbbing inside my pussy as I force myself to keep still. But then as Gia switches from the quiet pen back to her gun, the sound of the tiny motor makes me flinch.
“It’s okay, angel,” Conor says softly, his deep voice rolling through my core.
But my body starts to tremble slightly.
