Chapter 79 #2
I lower the needle toward her skin and the machine buzzes back to life. The sound fills the room again while I resume the linework. Years of practice keep my hand controlled even while my body struggles to focus.
Her breathing deepens behind the sound of the machine.
I wipe away excess ink and lean closer to check the line. I dip the needle into the ink cap again and continue working.
Her walls tighten around my cock again.
“You’re doing so good,” she murmurs.
My breath slows through my nose.
“Don’t play with me right now.”
“I’m not.”
My hand pauses briefly.
“Brooke.”
“Yes, Seth?”
“If you keep doing that I won’t finish this tonight.”
She laughs quietly.
“You always finish your work.”
Her fingers slide down her stomach again. Her pussy clenches around my dick.
My grip tightens.
“Jesus Christ.”
“You feel so good inside me,” she moans.
That fucking does it.
I set the machine down and grab her hips.
I lift her slowly until she rises along my cock before pulling her back down again with more force. Her body reacts immediately, tightening around my dick while her breath leaves her chest in a broken gasp. I begin moving beneath her while my hips push upward.
The slow thrusts quickly build into a deeper rhythm.
Eventually I stop again.
“Get up.”
She freezes slightly.
“Seth—”
“Now.”
She lifts slowly. Her body rises along my shaft inch by inch.
The slick sound fills the room.
I grab her waist, stand, then turn her around and bend her over the worktable. Her palms strike the surface while her back curves and her ass lifts behind her.
I watch myself push back inside her.
My dick slides through her soaked folds before sinking deeper, and her wetness spreads across my shaft every time I move. The sight of her slick coating me while my length disappears inside her again makes my stomach tighten.
I watch it happen again.
My cock pulls free slowly before driving back inside.
Tattooing must be a kink for us.
The first time I tattooed her we ended up fucking on the shop table before the ink even dried.
My hips slam forward again, the force pushing her into the wood hard enough that it rattles beneath her hands. The rhythm builds quickly, the sound of skin striking skin filling the room while her moans slip out between breaths.
My hand slides into her hair and closes into a tight fist at the base of her scalp. I pull her head back toward me until her spine curves deeper and her throat stretches along my shoulder.
She gasps when I draw her closer.
I lean forward and bite lightly into the side of her neck, making her shudder.
“You wanted this, huh?” I murmur against her throat.
She nods quickly, her fingers tightening along the edge of the table while her body pushes back against me.
My free hand slides down the line of her thigh before lifting her leg onto the table beside her. The new angle opens her wider and pulls a rough breath from my chest when my cock pushes deeper inside her.
“Seth,” she gasps, her voice breaking apart. “Fuck… you’re so deep.”
“You wanted it,” I murmur between thrusts. “So take it.”
My hips drive forward again and at the same moment my palm cracks across her ass. The sound snaps through the room and her body jerks beneath me while the table shudders from the force.
My hips pull back and slam forward again, and my hand strikes the same spot across her ass the instant my cock fills her again.
Every thrust pushes deep into her and every thrust ends with another hard slap against her skin. I watch her ass bounce under my hand each time I spank her, the movement sending a tight squeeze through her pussy that makes my dick thicken even more inside her.
My eyes stay locked on where our bodies join while my hips keep moving.
The wet sound fills the room with every thrust, louder than the music still playing through the speaker behind us.
I tighten my grip in her hair again. Her head tips back while my hips continue driving into her.
I pull back slowly so she can feel every inch of my cock slide out of her. My free hand moves between her legs and spreads her open while I watch myself push back inside.
Her pussy swallows my dick again, tightening the deeper I go.
My hips snap forward harder when the memory hits, dragging a broken sound from her throat.
“You remember our first time?”
She nods quickly.
My hand slides down and smacks her ass again while I drive forward.
“Yes, Seth—” she gasps.
Another thrust pushes deep into her followed by another hard slap.
Her legs tremble beneath the force.
I drive into her again, harder this time, watching how well she takes me. My hand comes down across her ass again as I push deeper.
The crack echoes through the room while my cock drags slowly out of her.
Her pussy tightens around me again.
That squeeze destroys the last piece of control I have left.
“Fuck,” I groan.
My hips slam forward one more time, burying myself as deep inside her as I can reach.
Then I come.
My body locks against hers when the first pulse hits, heat flooding through my cock while it throbs inside her tight walls.
I hold her there by the hair while my release fills her.
Another pulse follows.
Then another.
My hips stay pressed forward while my dick jerks inside her, spilling deep while her body trembles beneath my hands.
A low groan leaves my chest.
“Jesus Christ,” I mutter.
My breathing slows while the final pulses empty inside her.
Her body sags weakly against the table while her chest rises and falls in uneven breaths.
I stay buried inside her for a moment longer, feeling the way her pussy still tightens faintly around my shaft as the tension drains from both of us.
“Now you’re gonna sit still, let me finish this tattoo while my cum leaks out of you.”
She groans softly.
I slowly slide out of her and a thick line of my release follows, spilling from between her thighs and sliding down the inside of her leg.
I watch it for a second.
Then I smack her ass once more.
“Okay,” I reach for the wipes beside the machine, “sit back down.”
I nod toward the chair.
“You still have hours left.”
The tattoo still isn’t finished.
And I always finish my work.