TEMPT ME XXI
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He nodded. “I also drew some of the band’s tattoos. Especially Gabe’s. The phoenix on his back, the cougar on one side of his chest and the wolf on the other. I designed the shark on Kellen’s calf and the stallion on his shoulder, the snake on Owen’s . . . uh, hip region, and Shade’s . . . ” Adam scowled.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. He just pisses me off, is all.”
She lifted a hand to stroke his hair, which was still damp from their bath. “You need to talk to him, sweetheart. Try to sort things out.”
His scowl deepened. She hated to see him in turmoil, wanted him to smile more. “So I’m guessing that you designed the turtle Shade has inked on ass.”
Adam’s features softened, and he chuckled. “Shade doesn’t have a turtle on his ass.”
“Are you sure? I think I heard that somewhere. Well then, did you draw the butterfly on his lower back?”
He laughed. “Nope.”
“Hmm. Maybe the hummingbirds on his chest. Or the little piglet on his belly?”
“He must have some new tattoos I haven’t seen.”
“They’re all adorable,” Madison said, glad she’d made him laugh. “What did you draw for him?”
Adam sighed. “A lion. It’s on his chest, over his heart.” Adam licked his thumb and rubbed it over her belly to correct a mistake he’d made with his pen. “He probably wants to have it removed.”
“I doubt that. I’m sure it’s special to him.”
And he was scowling again. Maybe it was best to leave the real world outside. She’d hate to upset him now and ruin their limited time together. “Almost finished?” she asked. “I have a powerful need to suck your c**k while you use that tongue on my pretty pussy.”
His grin returned. “Oh yeah?”
She nodded.
He tossed the pen aside. “All finished.”
She rose up on her elbows and admired the fuzzy kitten on her lower belly. It seemed to stare up at her with an impish grin. “Maybe I do need a tattoo,” she said. “Then your artwork would become a permanent part of me.”
“We need to experiment with more designs first. Then I can draw on you as often as I like and never run out of canvas.” He looked up at her. “But I am going to take a picture of this before I make you sweat it off.” He leaned off the bed and found his cellphone among the clothes he’d discarded after his trip to the vending machines. He lifted it high and aimed the lens at his drawing.
She knew there was no way for him to get a picture without including her exposed private area just beneath it.
“Wait,” she said, “let me cover . . . ”
Before she could position her hands, he snapped a picture. Her face flamed. She tried to grab his phone, but he held it above his head and looked up at the picture he’d taken. “Now that’s art,” he said.
Her face felt as if it would burst into flame. “Please, delete it.”
He smiled down at her. “Are you blushing, Madi?”
“It’s embarrassing. Someone might see it.”
“Do you really think I’d let anyone look at it besides me? I won’t.”
She relaxed slightly.
“But you’d better get used to people looking at your body if you still want to go to that s*x club next week.”
“But they won’t be able to see my face.”
He chuckled. “Can’t see your face in this shot either.”
She supposed that was true. “Can I see it?”
He showed her the picture, which was erotic in that her shaved pubis was visible just beneath his drawing, but the photo was also tasteful. Artistic. Looking it at made her p***y throb.
“That’s kind of hot,” she said breathlessly.
“Kind of? It’s on fire, baby. God, it makes me hard.”
He shifted onto his side, and she zeroed in on the evidence of his desire for her. His c**k was hard, and she really did have a powerful need to suck it. She rolled onto her side upside down beside him and directed him into her mouth, sucking hard and bobbing her head rapidly because she wanted to taste his c*m. The sooner, the better. He grabbed her hips and shifted her closer so he could suckle her clit and flick his tongue over it as hard and fast as she was giving it to him.
She shattered almost instantly, the ripples of pleasure causing her to buck against his face.
He pulled out of her mouth and leaned off the bed to retrieve a condom and a tube of lube.
Her ass tightened with anticipation. God, yes! But . . .
“I wanted you to come in my mouth,” she said.
“I will, but not just yet.”
He yanked the oversized black T-shirt off over her head and pressed her onto her back. Lifting her legs straight up, he rested her heels on his shoulders and slipped a pillow under her hips. He handed her the condom. “Open it,” he said. “Hurry.” He twisted the cap off the tube with his teeth and applied lube to her twitching ass with his hand. When his slick finger slid inside her, she shuddered. “Hurry,” he pleaded.
Her fingers were trembling so hard, she couldn’t get the damned package open.
“Can’t wait.” He filled her p***y with one deep thrust. Kneeling between her thighs, he held her legs open and wide, churning his hips as he thrust. He was watching himself fill her, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. She wished she could see what he was looking at, what had him broken out in an instant sweat, what had him shuddering and making sexy murmurs of pleasure in the back of his throat.
“I wish there was a mirror over the bed,” she said.
He paused. “I’ll have one installed at my place. You need to see how sexy your p***y looks with my c**k working it.”
She groaned, loving when he said such things to her. She tried to imagine what something that felt so good looked like from his perspective.
“Wait. I know . . . ”
He reached for his cellphone and before she could freak-the-f**k-out, he snapped a picture. He handed her the phone, and she gawked at the sight of her red and swollen p***y stuffed with his thick shaft. Dear God.
“Gorgeous, isn’t it?” he asked, meeting her eyes for a moment before returning his gaze to where his c**k was plunging into her.
“Is . . . Is this what they’ll be watching at the s*x club next week?”
“That and more. I definitely want them to witness you getting it from behind. Not many performers do live anal sex.”
Her core clenched. “Will we be able to see others doing it?” She took another look at the picture on the screen and groaned.
“If that’s your kink.” He grinned crookedly and winked at her. “You’d better get that condom open if you want me back here.” He slipped a finger into her well-lubed ass.
She dropped the phone and fumbled with the condom wrapper. Finally, she was able to open the little package. She tried to hand the condom to him, but he was still gripping her legs, still staring at where their bodies were connected.
“Adam,” she whispered. “Take it.”
“Okay, just give me another minute.”
His motions became more vigorous, his breathing more ragged. Just when she thought he was going to let go, he pulled out, gulping desperately for air, his body twitching, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
“Oh God,” he said. “I could look at that for a lifetime.”
She was perfectly okay with that. “I love you,” she said.
He opened one eye and grinned. “Love you too. Where’s that condom?”
She’d accidentally dropped it while she’d been watching him get off on the sight of their joined bodies. The cream-colored circle was stuck to her chest. Chuckling, he retrieved the condom and fumbled between her legs as he unrolled it over his length. With her hands, Madison held her legs up and wide while he readied himself. While he applied more lube, she trembled with anticipation. She wondered how two parts of her, which were so close together and so similar in design, could feel so very different when filled with him.
He nudged against her ass and entered her slowly, applying even more lube as he penetrated deeper. She really didn’t mind the soreness produced by too little lubrication, but loved that he cared about her comfort. He plunged inside with little resistance. Buried balls deep, he paused.
“Okay?”
She nodded. “Love it.”
“I thought you might be too tender from earlier.”
“I feel great. I want it hard.”
“Hold your legs for me, okay? I’m going to try something. Tell me if you want me to stop.”
Oh hell yes. He’d never once disappointed her when he tried something. She nodded eagerly.
His strokes were deep and straight, and oh so hard. He pulled out completely several times driving her to blissful moans. Her p***y was starting to protest its emptiness. That was why she thought being filled with two c***s at once would be spectacular. Already, her v****a was jealous because her ass was getting all the attention. Adam slipped two fingers into her emptiness and tugged them in and out with the same rhythm he was using to take her ass.
“Oh God,” she moaned.
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