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My eyes feel heavy and everything blurs as another orgasm ripples through me.
Dean makes me come four more times before he grabs the side of my face to kiss my lips, and somnolent hours are threatening to take me under their spell.
He hands me a bottle of water to gulp down. “Get some sleep.”
“Wake me with the toy,” I yawn.
“I will.” He gets back to business and I fall asleep in seconds.
A sweet feathering sensation on my clit wakes me up. I rub my eyes with my free hand. “How long did I sleep?” I look away.
“Two hours. You needed it. I had my vice grip on your arm so don’t worry it looks beautiful.” The satisfaction is evident in his tone. “But damn you sleep like a rock.”
He resumes inking my flesh.
The device format is different and it massages my pussy so well that I’m immersed in the vibrating currents.
“Yes, so good.” I moan the words.
“Tell me what it feels like?” Dean requests in his deep husky voice.
Goosebumps crawl all over my body.
I gasp, “It raptures me. Fulfilling my fantasies.”
“What else?”
“Yes. Y-yes. Rejuvenating.” I have no idea what I’m saying as the climax splashes my walls. I come hard, taken by the never-ending release.
Dean stops the vibrator and I descend back to earth.
His fingers caress my leg as they climb up slowly, “Watching you come undone like this is my rebirth.”
I flick my eyes to focus on him, needing to capture the tenderness he mirrors.
“I thought I moved on from my past a long time ago. I mourned my family and found a new family here and there. I didn’t realize it still had a hold on me until you came along.” He continues to slide his hand on my other leg. “Thank you for being patient with me. I know it wasn’t easy. And I knew I hurt you when I didn’t confide in you. You were right, you always gave me space to figure things out and be who I am. I hope you’ll see how much I appreciate you when I finish your tattoo.”
I nod, sighing as I rest my head back. The ceiling gets blurred as I get lost in my cloudy state. High on endorphins and Dean Walker.
The man I’m falling in love with.
Maybe I’m already in love. I don’t know. Who really knows anything?
An hour later he lets me know we’re done and my nerves burst into flames.
“Ready to encounter your new friend?” he asks, rearranging the stuff back.
With no hesitation, I answer, “Yes.” I know my smile is reaching to my ears when I shake a little from side to side—I can’t contain my excitement anymore.
“Go ahead. It’s all yours.”
I take a deep breath and tilt my head down to my forearm.
Various colors strike me and it takes me a few seconds to realize that I’m staring at the sketch I made for my brother. But Dean changed some elements to make it suitable for me.
Tears glide down my face. “D-Dean,” I choke on his name.
It’s perfect.
