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“Keep her still,” Gia warns.
His gaze holds mine as he slides his hand beneath my dress and starts to rub the pad of his thumb softly over my clit, making endorphins flood my body.
I hiss out a breath but it stops the trembling as I focus on his expert fingers soothing me. He doesn’t apply enough pressure to get me off yet, just enough to make the pleasure coil up my spine and into every nerve ending in my body.
My walls squeeze around him and a growl rumbles through his chest. “Don’t,” he warns me.
I stare at him, my eyelids fluttering as he goes on gently rubbing my clit.
“Hold it, Jessie,” he grinds out the words.
I smile at him. He thinks I’m the only one about to come. That is so sweet.
I squeeze my walls around him again and again. Squeezing and releasing. Over and over. I see his eyes rolling in his head as he fights to maintain control.
“Jessie!” he hisses, but it’s too late. My walls ripple around him as I bring us both to the edge.
His eyes press tightly closed and his jaw sets in a grimace, his fingers digging deeper into the soft flesh of my hips as he comes inside me with a deep, but almost silent grunt. And the sight of my usually cool, calm husband losing control tips me over the edge too. With his strong hands holding me, I manage to stay completely still while my orgasm rolls through my body in a long, intense wave. I clamp my lips together to stop myself from moaning loudly and the effort of staying still and quiet makes the climax even more intense. It implodes inside me, sending aftershocks of pleasure skittering through all of my nerve endings.
A tiny whimper escapes and I hold my breath, wondering if Gia is going to laugh or give any indication that she knows what just happened, but she goes on working diligently on my tattoo — seemingly lost in her art and being a complete professional.
ChapterTwo
CONOR
Staring up at my deviant wife, I watch the relief wash over her beautiful face as Gia finally says those words she’s been waiting for.
“All done.”
“Really?” Jessie breathes.
“Yup.” Gia holds up a small mirror and Jessie cranes her neck so she can see the work of art that’s just been permanently tattooed onto her shoulder. I look too. It’s fucking perfect, just like her.
“Oh,” Jessie gasps. “I love it, Gia. It’s beautiful.”
“It looks hot,” Gia says with a proud grin. “Just let me cover it.”
Gia cleans Jessie up and takes a clear plastic wrap that’s also used for burns from the table beside her and places it on Jessie’s shoulder. She always covers her tattoos with them and they work way more effectively than anything else I’ve seen. You just leave it on for a few days and then peel it off, leaving a perfect tattoo with no scabbing.
The smile on Jessie’s face makes my cock throb inside her. I’m so fucking proud of her. I’m also pissed that she made us both come in front of Gia. I mean what the fuck was that thing she did with the squeezing? I had no fucking control at all. She took it all.
She played me.
She looks down at me, her face flushed pink and her eyes shining with happiness. My cock is still inside her and I’m still hard as fuck.
“Gia, I’m gonna need you to go,” I grunt.
“Okay,” she says as she starts collecting her stuff. “So, Jessie, you’re gonna need to-”
“Now, Gia!”
She turns and blinks at me. “I need to go through the aftercare.”
“Pretty sure I know how to take care of a tattoo,” I breathe out the words as my fingers dig into Jessie’s hips. Half my body is covered in ink.
“Fine,” she says with a sigh and roll of her eyes. “Just let me get my stuff.”
“I’ll have someone bring it to your studio,” I hiss, making Jessie giggle softly.
