by Jess Alynn
Eve couldn’t sit still, and she scooted closer, leaning down to meet Billy’s eyes. Her voice was low as she said, “You’re going to be sitting on that the whole flight back.”
Billy flashed a lopsided grin and said, “I know. And I’ll be thinking about you the whole time.”
Eve bit her lip. She listened to the buzz of the tattoo gun and Billy’s tense breathing, and she found herself smirking and holding back a laugh. Leaning down and placing her lips almost on Billy’s ear, she breathed, “Oh dear, Billy-boy, I do hope you manage to take this without getting aroused. I daresay Buster here might feel a bit awkward if you sport a stiffy while he’s working on you.”
Billy barely stifled a groan and whispered back, “Then please, Mistress, if you don’t want me to be humiliated, stop whispering in my ear like that.”
Eve pulled back and saw the goosebumps spreading over his neck and down his arm where it was gripping the edge of the table. Eyes dancing, she beamed at Billy and sat back, taking a peek at the progress Buster had made.
It wasn’t a terribly complex design, and only in black, so Buster was done in about 20 minutes. He cleaned up the excess ink, slathered ointment over it, and taped an absorbent covering to Billy’s arsecheek. “Done. I’ve got a page with instructions for care up front. I’ll meet you at the counter to settle up.”
As soon as Buster was gone, Billy squirmed off the table and sank to his knees in front of Eve, carefully easing his pants and jeans back up. He pressed his face against her leg and said, “Thank you, Mistress. It means so much to me that you sat with me for this.” He backed away and shot a furtive glance toward the front of the shop again. “Now, before we go, there’s one more thing...”
Eve blinked in confusion as he twisted his ring off his right pinky finger and lifted her left hand, sliding it onto different fingers to find the one it fit best on. It was snuggest on her index finger, and he gripped her hand tightly as he gazed up at her.
“Mistress, you changed my life this weekend. I know it was a holiday from everyday reality, but it will stay with me forever - just like this tattoo. But, I know you’ve been clear about what we had being something that only lives in the holiday world of being here. So, I want you to keep this ring, not just as something to remember me by, but as recognition that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, just like this ring should stay here with you.”
Eve’s mouth was open in astonishment. A bright sort of joyful warmth spread like molten sunshine through her, and she stood, laying her hand on Billy’s head as she beamed down at him.
“Billy-boy, that’s a gamble I’m willing to take.”
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