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I made my way over to Kate while Dakota finds one of the chapel employees to talk to them about the delay.
Grace is keeping Kate occupied still with something on her phone.
“What’cha guys looking at?” I interrupt.
“Oh, hey!” Kate scoots toward the center of the bench, making room for me. “We’re looking at the ten dollar tattoos across the street.” Kate nods to the intensely pink building with black doors and window frames.
Plastered across their windows is “$10 Tattoos!” and “World Famous Koolsville Tattoo”.
“Seriously? Ten dollars? How many infections you think you’ll get for that?”
“No, it’s not like that! They’re good!” Grace chimes in.
“We’re going to get some after the wedding.” Kate states. “I think we all should too.”
Dakota has reappeared and we all spend the time passing phones back and forth on which of the tattoos from the shop’s sheet we will get. So much time that we don’t even realize the guys have arrived until their shadows cast over us.
“Game time?” Austin catches our attention as he reaches for Kate’s hand, leading her in to the chapel, which has finally calmed down. Not a single tourist or lurker to be seen.
And from there, we all stand back, watching as two people who are more than perfect for each other say “I do” in front of the cheesy Elvis impersonator.
* * *
I’ve never been a person who wanted to have sex in places I shouldn’t. I am more than fine having sex in a bed, it is comfortable and easy so why mess with what works.Until I met Dakota. She’s been walking around with her camera, dressed in this short number I’ve been dying to pull off. Something about her makes me turned on all the damn time. Maybe it is the lust of being with someone new, or maybe it is justher. All I know is I am dying for some action, and I don’t care where we got it.
So I volunteer to be one of the first bunch to get a tattoo. It isn’t exactly going to be easy considering how many of our friends are nearby, but I am dying for at least a taste of her. My mind and my pussy have frequent memories of last night and I am desperate for a repeat performance. I can still feel her tongue on me and the things she did to make me cum.Fuck. I am wet just thinking about her. I shoot her a look, but she’s too busy behind her camera. Her arm is all tattooed up, going at the same time as me. I think it is sweet she wants to get something that matches the gang, considering how little she’s known most of us. Something tells me she isn’t exactly one of those “I only get sentimental things”for tattoos.
I walk over to Dakota as she’s taking photos and whisper in her ear, “Take a break with me.” I bite my bottom lip and lean in closer. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
Dakota almost drops her camera as she clears her throat and whispers back an okay.
“Do you think there’s enough photos? I have extra film if not,” Dakota asks Kate.
“I think it’s enough for now, we still have some to take at the hotel later right?” Kate smiles hopefully.
“Of course.” She nods. I excuse myself to the bathroom down the hall as I wait for Dakota to come up with an excuse. I’m sure this looks obvious as heck, but I don’t care. Ineedto feel her lips on mine again.
I wait in the dingy, dark, bathroom that surprisingly smells like Christmas thanks to some oddly seasonal bathroom spray. I click the light on and it’s bright enough to see my hand but it looks like the bulb could go out any minute. What feels like a few minutes later, there’s a light tap on the door and I freeze.
“Um, occupied?” It comes out like a question and I hear the familiar laugh of my blue haired lover.
“Let me in before someone sees,” she whispers and I open the door just enough to pull her in. Clicking it closed behind her, I push her body against the door. Locking my hips into hers.
“Damn, someone’s eager.” She bites her bottom lip with a smirk.
“I just want a little taste,” I say quietly as I begin placing kissing along the nape of her neck. She moans softly as I place each kiss.
“Mmm, a taste?” She wiggles her eyebrows and it goes right to my core. Something about her drives me absolutely wild.
“You’re so bad.” I giggle and crash my lips into hers. Our hands are exploring each other just like last night, desperate to touch more than the silk between our fingertips.Her hands reach for my thigh and she pulls the hem of my dress up achingly slow. Dakota’s fingers, brushing ever so gently past my panty-covered core.
“I want you,” she whispers against my lips and I’m soaked. I know it might not seem like a lot, but when this woman moans anything to me, I want to give hereverything.
Dakota
I knowI’m supposed to be focused on these photos. On capturing the love flowing between my brother and Violet’s best friend. But my eye—and my viewfinder—keep slipping back to her. My heart is still racing from our intense bathroom entanglement.
I’ve fooled around in my fair share of places. Hell, even in bathrooms that look just like the one we were in. But none of them ever stayed with me this long. Those were a quick release.
