Twisted ink a why choose.., p.11
Twisted Ink: A Why Choose Romance, page 11
Dallin smirked against his better judgment and his shoulders sagged a little, maybe in relief. “So you’re staying? In Nashville?”
“I’d like to stay with you two, the geographic location doesn’t matter.”
Reyna’s lips twitched and she lifted onto the balls of her feet like her excitement was getting the better of her. “Okay, can you two just kiss and make up already?” She giggled when we both looked at her. “What?” She whined. “I already told you it gets me hot.”
Dallin rolled his eyes and chuckled and I smiled, feeling the anxiety that had been building since last night finally start to melt away.
“How about breakfast?” I said, trying to take the pressure off of a public display of affection. We’d never been particularly open about PDA, and I didn’t want to force it with him, while he was still obviously trying to play it cool. “I’ve got French toast, eggs, bacon, and orange juice.” I clapped my hands together.
“Sounds delicious.” Dallin leaned up off the counter grabbed some of the plates full of food and started placing them on the table. “You can stay if you cook like this at least once a week.”
I tipped my head back and chuckled, “Deal, man.”
We ate breakfast in relative silence, joking here and there, but for the most part, we just enjoyed the peacefulness of the morning.
“Have you talked to Trey?” Rey asked as she wiped her face off with a napkin.
“He finally called me back last night,” I admitted. “He was still in Tennessee but wouldn’t say where.” I rolled my eyes. “I told him I was staying, and that we all wanted him here. But you know how he is, he wouldn’t commit to anything.”
Dallin nodded, looking over at Reyna, “We’ll give him the time he needs to get his head out of his ass.” He joked.
“Are you going back to the Expo today?” Reyna asked, leaning back in her chair, and bringing her knees to her chest. Her skimpy little sleep set was making it hard for me to focus on anything but her.
Dallin replied while I tried to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth. “I’ve got a session this morning at the shop, and then I was going to go back over this afternoon. What are your plans for the day?”
“I have a meeting downtown at two and drinks with my editor after. So I’ll be gone until after dinner.”
Dallin looked at me. “Why don’t you hang out up here this morning with Rey and when I go back to the Expo we can meet back up.”
The air thickened and everything around the table slowed down. I held his stare and waited for a sign of challenge from him but found only heat in his eyes. He was setting us up.
“Okay.” I nodded, letting him pull my strings, mostly because I was interested to see what his end game was.
“Good.” He nodded, “It's settled then.” His lips tugged up into his signature playboy grin as he stood up from the table. “I’m just going to grab some stuff from the office and then I’ll be out of your hair.” He walked down the hallway, and I heard him opening and closing closets and then he walked back a moment later. The whole time, Reyna stared at me over the rim of her cup but remained silent.
“I’m going to go take a shower.” I stood up from the table and picked up the plates, taking them to the kitchen to escape the tension-thick room. When I looked over my shoulder, Dallin stood over Reyna’s chair with his hand gently wrapped around the front of her throat, whispering something in her ear. She took a quick breath in and bit her lip as her eyelids fluttered closed and I desperately wanted to know what he said. I had to walk back through the dining area to get to the hallway bathroom and when I got near, he stood back up and faced me.
She panted in her seat, still clinging to that damn cup like it was her lifeline and I felt so on edge, unsure of what to do and how to act all of a sudden. He was playing puppet master, that much was clear, but I didn’t know what exactly he expected from us. Or what Reyna expected either. I knew what I wanted out of everything. But I had to tread carefully, avoiding toes as I stepped.
“I’ll see you in a few hours,” Dallin said to me, and I nodded, unsure of what to say back. But turned out, he wasn’t unsure at all. He closed the distance between us and slid his fingers behind the leather of my belt, pulling me flush to him like I had last night in the stairwell, and then kissed me.
It wasn’t heavy or aggressive, but instead, like the kiss we shared in the Uber the other night with Reyna sandwiched between us. I sighed, relaxing into it, and reveling in the way it felt to be in his embrace again after so long without it. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and deepened the kiss until we were both hard and panting before he pulled back and took a few deep breaths with his forehead against mine.
“I need to go take a cold shower.” Reyna groaned from beside us and we both turned to see her flushed face as she ran from the room.
Dallin and I both chuckled and separated. “It’s going to be a hell of a lot of fun corrupting that girl.” I joked, shaking my head.
Dallin smirked and nodded in agreement as he grabbed his thermos of coffee and headed towards the front door. He stopped with his hand on the knob and turned back, “Oh, by the way. The water in the guest bathroom isn’t working right now.” I squinted my eyes in confusion, knowing damn well it did when I took a piss and brushed my teeth before I started cooking breakfast. But the confusion melted away when he added, “Maybe you should go on in and use our shower with Rey. Conserve water and all that hippie shit.” He winked and then walked through the door, leaving me unable to question him on it at all.
I felt myself smirking as I walked down the hall to the guest bathroom and turned the knob on the sink. Nothing. And then for shits and giggles, I went to the shower and tried to turn that on, but again, nothing.
“Fucking meddler.” I chuckled under my breath and contemplated what to do. I needed a shower, which was evident by the smell of ink still clinging to my skin from the expo yesterday. I could wait for Reyna to get out of the shower and then ask to use hers.
Or I could do what Dallin suggested and finally get Reyna in my arms.
Before I could talk myself out of it, I stripped out of my jeans and underwear and walked down the hallway with my towel flung over my shoulder. My cock was hard as the cool air of the apartment hit it, and it bobbed as it grew harder with each step toward the woman that had captivated me since I first laid eyes on her.
I knocked softly on the bedroom door but got no reply, so I gently opened it and popped my head in. The room was empty, her discarded sleeping clothes strewn across the floor like she stripped on her way to the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was open and the sound of water beckoned me as steam started to fill the space.
She was naked.
And horny.
And willing.
And I had Dallin’s blessing.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I walked across the bedroom and into the tiled bathroom, catching a flash of skin through the frosted glass of the large shower stall. My cock bobbed even more as I smelled the scent of her shampoo in the air. Tossing my towel down on the counter next to hers, I silently padded across the floor and stepped around the half wall at the end, finally getting an unobscured view of her deliciously naked body. She had her back to me and didn’t hear me come in.
I stood there and watched her as she tipped her head back and rinsed her hair, biting my bottom lip to stay silent as she groaned frustratedly before placing both hands on the shower wall and sagging into it.
“Just do it.” She whispered to herself, shaking her head. “He said you could do it.” She groaned again and slapped her hand against the tile. “I can’t just walk in there and say, ‘Hey, want to fuck me? My boyfriend said it was alright.’” She talked in a silly inner monologue voice, and I knew I couldn’t stay silent for long knowing she was at war with herself over this.
So instead I walked forward until she was within reach, and I slid both palms around her waist and pressed my body against hers. She jumped and looked over her shoulder at me. “Dallin sabotaged my shower, and then told me to come use yours.” I leaned down and kissed her shoulder, letting my teeth graze her skin and she shivered, but she didn’t push me away. “You don’t mind, do you?” I rocked my hips forward so she could feel how hard I was for her.
“I-,” she gasped and swallowed as my fingers traced circles around her belly button. “Is your dick studded?” She asked and I snorted in surprise.
I flexed my hips, letting the barbells tease up her spine and then back down to the swell of her ass and the crease of her crack. “Ribbed for her pleasure.”
“Oh my God.” She whispered and put her hand flat on the shower wall again for support.
“Tell me to go and I will,” I said, giving her the out if she wanted it. “Or tell me to get on my knees and make you come. Your choice, baby.”
“Fuck.” She hissed and pushed back against my cock as one of my hands drifted up to cup her heavy breast. I knew her tits were big, but I had no idea how full they’d feel in my hands until they were spilling out as I started rolling her nipple between my fingers. “Knees.” She gasped. “I want you on your knees.”
“Good girl.” I praised her, biting her shoulder with more force until she squealed and moaned. I lifted her other hand and placed it on the shower wall ahead of her. “Don’t move these until you come on my face.” I lifted one of her legs and placed her foot on the convenient bench right next to us, opening up her body for me as I kissed my way down her spine, letting my hands massage every inch of skin along the way. I kissed each ass cheek and bit them, before shaking them in my hands, loving the way they trembled. “Your ass is going to look so good bent over in front of me someday while I fuck you hard.”
“Parker, please.” She whined, “I’m going to combust into flames if you don’t touch me where I need you.”
“Where do you need me, Rey?” I dropped my head and kissed the backs of her thighs and then towards the inside of them. “Here?”
“Further.” She arched her ass, begging for it.
I dropped down further and spread her cheeks open, watching as her ass and pussy clenched as I exposed them. “Here?” I kissed right next to her asshole, and she gasped, flinching.
“My pussy.” She begged. “Please.”
“I will.” I smirked, “I’ll get there.”
I flicked my tongue against the rosette of her ass, and she mewed, leaning her forehead against the tile wall as her legs shook. I growled, pushing my tongue flat against her and dipping it down to her pussy, before dragging it back up and circling her ass again. But I didn’t touch her clit. I knew from last night when she used my fingers on herself, how much she liked her clit rolled between her fingers, and I’d give her that, but not yet.
I wanted to hear her beg for it first.
“Twice I’ve tasted your pussy off of fingers, but now,” I whistled, “I’m addicted to the source.”
“Yes.” She mewed as I pushed my tongue into her pussy and twirled it. “God, you’re so good at that.”
I kept the teasing trail going up and down for a few minutes before I turned and sat down on the floor of the shower with my back against the wall. I looked up the front of her body and stared into her green eyes as I pulled her hips forward and pressed her clit down right on my waiting tongue. I flicked it and then sucked it into my mouth, making her eyes roll and deliciously sweet moans fall from her lips.
But I still needed her to beg for it.
I sucked her clit into my mouth and pushed two fingers into her pussy, and she flexed her hips, riding my face as I pushed her closer to her orgasm.
“Did you fuck Dallin last night, after you let me play with this sweet pussy in the kitchen?” I asked, distracting her as I reached down and stroked my cock a few times, desperate for release.
“No.” She shook her head. “He was upset. And I knew if he fucked me he’d be thinking about you.”
“You were so wet though.”
“I know.” She growled. “I had sex dreams all night because of it.”
“Poor girl.” I mewed and smirked at her as she cursed and rocked faster. “Let me make you come to make up for it, baby girl.”
“Yes.” She groaned and then that groan turned guttural when I rubbed my finger over her ass.
“You like anal?”
“Fuck yes.” She panted. “Dallin was the first one to ever fuck me there, and he’s so good at it. Which you know.”
“I do know.” I circled the bud and pushed against it, easily gaining entrance as she pushed back on it. “Good girl.” I praised. “I know exactly how good Dallin feels when he pushes his fat cock into my ass.”
“Parker.” She moaned, pushing back on my finger more until I had one buried in her ass and two in her pussy. “I’m so close.”
“Beg me.”
“Please.” She cried, and I pulled my fingers free before pushing them back in. “Please make me come. I want it so bad. I’ve been so fucking horny since you showed up.”
“That’s it.” I groaned, adding a second finger to her ass, and then sucking her clit back into my mouth, biting it between my tongue and upper teeth until she tipped her head back and screamed. Both of her holes clenched down tight around my fingers and her cream coated my tongue with each thrust of them until her body twitched and jerked above me. I pulled my hand free seconds before her legs gave out and caught her as she collapsed, settling her straddled across my thighs with her head buried in my neck while she rode her high. I rubbed my hands up and down her spine, over her ass, and across both thighs as she relaxed until I felt her smile against my neck.
“Dallin always wants me to ride his face, but I never do.” She admitted. “I can never relax enough to enjoy it that way. But with you-,” She cut herself off with a shake of her head.
“It was the buildup, baby.” I acknowledged, “I could have told you to stand on your head and let me fuck your throat until you swallow my come and you would have.”
She snorted and giggled, before stilling when the motion rocked her against the barbed underside of my cock, pressed between her pussy and my stomach. “I want to see it.”
She pulled back and looked into my eyes, biting her lip before slowly lowering her eyes down to my cock.
I was proud of it and feeling her eyes on it like a physical caress had it twitching in pleasure even more. “I’m not as thick as Trey or Dallin, but I’m longer.”
“And bionic.” She smirked. “Can I touch it?”
“Do you want to?” I questioned, and she nodded her head demurely. “Ask me nicely.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed, and her hips rolled on their own before she licked her lips and asked. “Parker, can I please stroke your cock?”
“Is that all you want to do with it?” I challenged her, tightening my hold on her hips and rocking her against it again.
She shook her head, no, and then leaned forward until her lips were nearly touching mine. “I want to take your cock in every single hole I have. I want to feel these piercings inside of me, touching me like no man ever has before.”
I growled, squeezing her hips even harder, knowing she’d bruise from it but unable to care. She was spurring me on with her dirty talk and she knew it.
“Please, Parker.” She begged. “Pretty, pretty please let me stroke your cock and then suck on it.”
“Do it,” I commanded, unable to say anything else, afraid I’d cover her with come in record time.
“Thank you.” She smiled at me as her dainty fingers wrapped around the head of my cock. Her skin was cool compared to my heated flesh and it sent jolts of electricity straight to my balls. “How do you like to be touched? Around the piercings?” She wondered in uncertainty.
“Over them.” I covered her hand with mine and squeezed it around the head of my cock before slowly pushing it down the length. The barbels tugged against her palm and fingers and we both moaned at the sensation. “Just like that, baby.”
The warm water from the shower cascaded down her back and kept us both warm as she explored my cock. I put both of my hands on her hips again as she stroked me, getting bolder and braver with each pass. “I’m so entranced here.” She admitted, staring right at her hands.
“You look like a goddess, flushed with your orgasm, stroking my cock.” I reached around her and rubbed between her thighs, feeling her swollen pussy and ass. “The first time I take you, you’re going to scream so fucking loud. It’s going to feel like you’re being ripped open and you’re going to come so hard from the pleasure and the pain.”
“Take me, now.” She begged, leaning forward to rub her clit up the underside of my cock again. I growled and lifted her, letting her wetness coat my cock from root to tip and she dug her nails into my neck as she rocked against me. “Fuck, Park.”
“Not yet,” I growled through clenched teeth. “Believe me, I want nothing more than to sink deep inside of you. But I want Dallin there the first time I take you.”
“God.” She moaned, tilting her head back in ecstasy.
“I want him to fuck you first, to stretch you out with his massive cock and coat your pussy with his come. I want you relaxed and silky inside and out the first time you take me deep.”
“I’m coming again.” She panted. “Fuck, yes!”
“That’s it, baby.” I groaned, fighting off my orgasm to get her through her second. “Hump me just like that.”
“Oh my God.” She moaned, coming, and coating my cock with her cream until she was limp once again. But instead of letting the high come down naturally, she ripped herself out of my arms and knelt between my outstretched legs. “How do I get this thing in my mouth?” She asked, tracing her tongue over the head of my cock. “Tell me what to do.”
“Relax your jaw.” I gasped, fighting for control. I loved that she wanted to know how to pleasure me, instead of just doing some porno-style move that would make her look good. She wanted my pleasure. “Stick your tongue out and cover your bottom teeth with it.” She did as I said, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair. “I’m fucking close already, so if you don’t want to swallow my come, then come off when I pull,” I instructed her, but she simply dropped her mouth over the head of my cock and sucked, before pushing down further. “Fuck!” I hissed.
