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She tightens her grip on my hips and drops to her knees in front of me. My dick twitches thinking she’s going to pay attention to him, but I know better. Her entire focus is centered on the first tattoo I ever got.
Her fingers trace over it reverently. “Why is my face on your thigh?”
I laugh. “I mean, it’s not only your face.” I can’t deny it though. I have her tattooed on me because I never wanted to be away from her. I knew we couldn’t be together, but it didn’t stop me from craving her.
We went through so many changes when we first ran away together. She was dying her hair, getting tattoos, training how to kill. I wanted to keep a moment where she was still Scar and Letty with me forever. I was so scared she would lose everything Letty was when we first embarked down this path. The other guys and Roe have brought her back, but for a lot of years, this tattoo was one of the last pieces I had of the girl I had fallen in love with.
“This is…” her words trail off and I can hear the emotion in her voice.
“Hmm,” I hum, pulling her back up to her feet. I push the hair back out of her face with my free hand. “The first time you danced at Steel Roses, yeah.”
I really put Ronan’s skills to the test with this tattoo, but he came through. It will always be my favorite ink I’ve ever gotten. They’ve never admitted it to her, but this tattoo was part of the reason they fell in love with her dancing.
I move the shower head back between her legs and she gasps. Her hands land on my chest as she tries to catch her balance. I grin as I move the water closer to her clit. Her mouth parts open and she drops one hand to wrap around my cock.
I groan at the sensation, bucking my hips into her grip. She squeezes and starts to move her hand up and down my length.
I lean forward and whisper in her ear. “I don’t think so, Letty.”
She looks back up in shock. “If you had been a good girl, I could have come home and fucked you until you passed out.” She swallows thickly. “But you weren’t a good girl, were you?”
She hesitates but eventually shakes her head.
“No, you weren’t,” I agree, moving the shower head back and forth. “Turn around, hands on the wall,” I command.
She doesn’t hesitate this time as she follows my instructions. “There’s my good Letty,” I praise. I move the water away from her, replacing it with my fingers as I run them through her folds. I have to bite down on my lip to keep from groaning aloud. She really is so goddamn needy. Already prepared to take me. I almost don’t even want to torture her, but fuck. She looks so pretty like this.
I remove my hand and adjust the setting on the shower head for a more intense pressure. I lower it and tilt it upwards so it hits directly on her clit. Her legs buckle as she jerks forward and cries out. Her hands catch her, preventing her from actually falling and I laugh as I begin to move it back and forth.
“Fuck, Luca,” she begs. I love how close to the edge she already is. I want to torture her, prolong this, but I’m already aching. I’m determined to at least get one orgasm out of her before I give her what she wants though.
I take my free hand and wrap it around her front until I find her hard little nipple, just begging to be tweaked. I pinch and pull on one before moving to the other. She cries out, her hips gyrating through the air. I just know she’s clenching around nothing right now, desperate to feel me inside of her.
“Please, Luca. Fuck me.”
I move the shower head closer to her in response, making her cry out even louder as her orgasm crashes through her. I let her ride it out, keeping the water spraying against her as her body shakes and shivers.
She starts cursing again as she tries to shut her legs but I wedge my knee between them, so she isn’t able to. It doesn’t take long for the pressure on her already overly stimulated clit to push her into another orgasm. She cries out my name, her body continues to shake even as the waves of pleasure that have crashed through her start to recede.
I give her a moment of peace and move the water away from her. Her head dips forward and rests against the wall in between her hands. Her breath comes in heavy pants as I lay kisses gently down her spine.
I put the shower head back on the wall, spraying down on both of us and pull her into my arms. The water rushes over her face, washing her tears away.
She laughs as she meets my eyes, her body still shivering as she presses up against me.
“Still feeling needy, Letty?” I tease.
She laughs, but her body grinds against me at my words. “You’re an asshole,” she whispers. Her voice thready and weak from having lost her breath.
I slip a finger down through her folds, barely applying any pressure. I know she’s still buzzing from the first two orgasms. I insert one finger into her tight channel, and she immediately clenches around me.
“And yet you still want to be full of me, hmm?”
She nods and I thrust my finger in and out of her. Too slow to give her any real satisfaction. She grinds down on me, trying to find that friction for herself.
I hear the bathroom door open behind us and turn to find Noah standing in the doorway, phone in hand, shocked as he meets my eyes through the glass. Letty doesn’t even realize we have company as I continue to drag my finger in and out of her slowly, curling it ever so slightly.
I know that Noah, Kade, and Ryder all have no problem sharing with each other, but it’s never been something I’ve wanted to necessarily try. Sure, I’ve been right there while she’s fucked Noah. I’ve even walked in on more than one occasion. Never have I had the desire to share.
