Tattoo Lust: A Tattoo Romance Collection

by Skyla Madi

  Our picnic was cut short because Stephen had to return to work. After promising me that he would think about the trip, he dropped me off at the café and then drove off. The phone call really upset him, and that made me even more curious. After standing next to my car for at least two minutes, I finally snapped out of it. I got into the car and glanced at my phone. There were a few messages from Kate and my sister, but nothing important. If Stephen agreed to go on this trip, it’d be the perfect opportunity to lose my virginity.

  Chapter Fifteen

  The class was completely silent. I glanced to the front. Nathan was sitting in his chair with his eyes focused somewhere outside the classroom. He was restless—his leg was bouncing up and down and his hand twitched every few seconds on the desk. I glanced at Kate, but she was too focused on her phone beneath the table. I rolled my eyes before glancing down at my desk again. Mr. Pierce had decided to surprise us with a test. He said it was just to make sure that we’d been paying attention.

  I hadn’t seen him around Stephen’s house that much. Things had gone more or less back to normal—except for things at home. I’d decided to suck it up and stay at home so as not to bother Kate as much. Things between my mother and me were still tense. At least we were talking to each other again.

  “Two minutes left,” Mr. Pierce said.

  Two minutes of school. Two minutes until our holiday started. My lips pulled up into a smile as I thought of what I’d be doing this holiday. Just two more weeks and I wouldn’t be a virgin anymore. The bell rang, startling me from my daydreams. I quickly scribbled an answer to the last question and then sent the paper to the front. Everyone was hurrying to get their stuff packed. I swung my bag over my shoulder and headed to the door.

  “Alia? Kate? Can I talk to you for a few minutes?” Nathan said.

  I glanced at Kate and then turned to walk over to his desk. He waited until all the students were out of the class before turning to us.

  “Stephen said you’re planning a trip to the beach.” He glanced between us. “If this gets out, I’m holding the two of you responsible. You got it?”

  “Yes, sir,” we said.

  Nathan shook his head and turned his back on us. He mumbled something under his breath and then turned to us again. “I may have a solution to your problem, but we’re going to have to compromise.”

  “No problem,” Kate said eagerly. “Let’s hear it.” I frowned at her but kept my mouth shut.

  “I have a friend who owns a house on the beach. It’s a little far from civilization, but there is a private beach. We were planning on going there for a week or two, but the plans got cancelled.” Nathan glanced at the door. “Stephen and I will still be going along with our cousin and his girlfriend. We agreed to let you come with us on the condition that you keep it silent. I just started here, and I’m not planning on losing my job.”

  “Okay, wait.” She held up a finger. “You’ll let us stay with you at the beach house for the whole vacation?”

  “Yes, though we’ll only be staying for two weeks.”

  “This is amazing!” I agreed. It was amazing! I’d get to spend my school vacation at the beach with Stephen. My mood dampened when I thought of my parents.

  “Alia,” Nathan called. “Meet me at my house at three and then we’ll go over the details.”

  I nodded then greeted him and followed Kate out of the classroom. We walked in silence for a few minutes until she turned toward me. She clasped her hands under her chin and smiled at me.

  “I get to spend my vacation watching our sexy teacher in swim trunks!”

  “You’re such a perv,” I muttered. “Let’s just hope our parents agree to this or you can forget about ogling Nathan.”

  “Nathan?”

  My cheeks heated. “Mr. Pierce.”

  “You call him Nathan?” Her eyes turned cold. “Since when do you have the right to call him Nathan?”

  I was taken aback by her harsh words. I didn’t understand what the problem was. Of course he’s our teacher, but a lot of students called teachers by their first names. “He’s Stephen’s brother. I see him around the house a lot.”

  “So you and Stephen are actually dating?” I nodded, keeping my eyes on her face. She looked away before I could make out the emotions in her eyes. Shaking her head, Kate turned back to me with a smile.

  “I guess that’s great then. You won’t be all alone at the house since your boyfriend will be there.” We walked in silence for a few more minutes. “Have you guys had sex yet?” Her question made me stumble. I kept my eyes on my feet as my cheeks heated. Why was she always so straightforward?

  “N-no.”

  “But you’ve fooled around.” It was a statement and not a question.

  “I’ll see you later!” I muttered before she could say anything else.

  Kate was my best friend, but unlike her, I wasn’t comfortable talking about my sex life. There were some things I wanted to keep to myself. Like Stephen had said—in the public eye we’re dating, but behind closed doors he was only my teacher.

  ***

  Everything was set. It didn’t take much for my mother to agree. She thought it would do me some good to get away. Of course I only told her what she wanted to know. Nathan had explained the rules before Stephen arrived. Kate was watching us throughout the whole time we spent planning. I couldn’t tell whether she was jealous or just curious. Stephen had said he wasn’t interested in Kate in any way, and I believed him. He treated her a little coolly, but he wasn’t flirting or giving any sign of being attracted to her. After we arrived home from Nathan’s, Kate was quick to say goodbye and head home. I had to face my parents, and I was hoping she would stay to help convince them. It all went better than I expected. After explaining everything to her, she watched me silently for a few minutes. She asked a few questions but then agreed.

  We would leave on Sunday morning, so of course I had to sleep over at Kate’s house so we could leave early. Now, as I sat next to Kate, I was starting to regret our agreement to leave so early. We couldn’t take only one car because they would leave early, so we agreed to meet them at the house and then we’d decide who rides with whom. I was fucking tired. My body felt numb and my head stuffy, not to mention my heavy eyes. I spent the night haunted by new nightmares that got worse by the minute.

  “Do you and Stephen plan on having sex?”

  My eyes fluttered open. “On my birthday.”

  “Oh,” she muttered. Kate seemed surprised.

  “Why?”

  “I’m just curious. You too are pretty cosy with each other. I was wondering if you’ve had sex already.”

  I didn’t answer her. I was too tired and irritated to make small talk. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep. I wanted a night of sleep that lasted longer than eight hours. My eyes were focused on the passing houses. The car turned off into a familiar street, which made my heartbeat speed up. Was he awake yet? Have they packed yet? Will he be happy to see me?

  “They better not be sleeping,” she muttered.

  I rolled my eyes at her. As soon as the car was parked, I got out and walked up to the front door. Ringing the bell, I waited for someone to open the door. Kate appeared at my side, making me frown.

  “You can’t leave Derrick alone in the car.”

  “It’ll only be for a few minutes.” She shrugged.

  I sent her a glare as I pushed past her and walked down the path again. Surprise flashed through me when I found the back door unlocked. She was about to leave her kid in an unlocked car outside at four in the fucking morning. My irritation started to rise as I unbuckled his seatbelt and picked him up. He pressed his face against my neck, but thankfully he stayed asleep. Just as I reached the front door, it opened. I blinked rapidly at the man standing just inside the doorway. I was pretty sure they could hear my heart beating in my ears.

  Stephen stood there dressed in only a pair of silk boxers. It was obvious by his hair that he just got up. I couldn’t stop my eyes
from trailing over his body. They stopped at the deep V that led down into his boxers.

  “Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping!” Kate said breathlessly.

  I frowned at her. She was eyeing him like he was a piece of meat. A blush covered her cheeks and her chest rose up and down. I wanted to yell at her to stop staring at my fucking boyfriend, but I kept my mouth shut. Instead I pushed past her and stepped into the house. Derrick stirred when I lowered him to the couch. His eyes flicked open. Forest green eyes stared up at me through a sleepy daze. I smiled and leaned down to move the hair from his forehead.

  “Shh, go back to sleep, sweetie,” I whispered.

  I waited until his eyes fluttered closed again before I straightened. My eyes instantly fell on Stephen, who was standing by the closed door. I was aware of Kate moving around, but I didn’t pay any attention to her. I was only focused on Stephen, and not because he was half naked, but because he had this peculiar look on his face. Swallowing, I walked towards him. I stopped in front of him and placed my hand against his chest. His body was tense.

  “Are you okay?” I asked him softly.

  He swallowed loudly, and then he surprised me by wrapping his hand behind my neck and smashing his lips on mine. A moan slipped past my lips and into his mouth. Stephen slipped his hand into my hair and angled my head back to deepen the kiss. I pulled back to suck air into my starved lungs. He was smirking down at me—the expression from earlier gone.

  “Good morning, baby.”

  “M-morning,” I managed to stutter.

  My mood suddenly lifted when I caught the expression on Kate’s face. She didn’t think we were really dating, and Stephen just proved her wrong. Kate stayed in the living room with Nathan as I followed Stephen up into his bedroom. I sat on the bed and watched him as he finished packing his clothes. He grabbed some files and placed them on the top before zipping the bag closed. Picking it up, he dropped it by the door before turning to me again. My mouth dried when he hooked his fingers in the band of his boxers. He pulled it down just a little as he smirked at me.

  “Care to join me for a shower, baby?”

  I smiled up at him. “Hell yeah.”

  Stephen chuckled as he scooped me up into his arms and carried me into the bathroom. I undressed as he fixed the water. He stepped into the shower behind me but made no indication that he wanted to fool around. Stephen lathered his hands with soap before washing my body and then his.

  I stepped under the spray and closed my eyes as the warm water beat down onto my shoulders. My eyes snapped open when he pressed his front against my back. There was no mistaking his state of arousal.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Just tired,” I whispered.

  “Want to talk about it?”

  There was no fooling him. Stephen placed a soft kiss against my shoulder as his arms around me tightened. My body relaxed against his. Maybe I should tell him? I hadn’t told anyone since I found out, and it was starting to get to me. Bottling things up was never an option. It was dangerous and led to one’s destruction.

  “Is this because of our arrangement?”

  I shook my head. “No, it’s not because of our arrangement.”

  Hands gripped my hips and then slowly turned me around. I kept my eyes on his chest as his stare burned into the top of my head. A finger under my chin forced my eyes up to his. His green eyes trailed over my face. I tried to give him the brightest smile I could manage, but I failed. Concern flashed through his eyes. Stephen sighed then leaned down to press his lips against mine. He didn’t deepen the kiss like he usually did. A bang on the bathroom door made me jump.

  “We need to hit the road!” Nathan yelled from the other side of the door.

  “We’ll be out in five.” Stephen glanced back down at me again. “If this is getting too much for you, all you have to do is tell me. You can end this whenever you want.”

  “Okay.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  The drive to the beach was four hours long. It was agreed that Nathan would drive Kate and Derrick while I’d drive with Stephen. For some reason, Kate’s mood turned sour after we appeared downstairs. I knew it was obvious that we showered together, but what I didn’t understand was why it bothered her so much. We stopped at a gas station two hours into the drive to freshen up. I went to the bathroom with Kate while the men got refreshments. She was suddenly cheerful again. Her mood swings were starting to give me whiplash.

  I exited the stall and walked to the faucet to wash my hands. My eyes caught my reflection in the mirror. I had pulled my hair up into a bun when the heat started to rise. It was messy, but it didn’t bother me. My face was pale, and the dark circles beneath my eyes were clearly visible. I thought of using some makeup to cover it but decided against it. Another stall door opened. Kate stepped out with her phone in her hand. She was frowning down at it. Lately, she’d been doing that a lot.

  “Can I ask you something?” she asked as she reached my side.

  I shrugged then opened the tap again. Splashing some cold water against my face, I grabbed some paper towels and dried my face.

  “I’m just curious, and well, I don’t want your first time to be as embarrassing as mine was.” She paused. “Are you and Stephen planning the day you’ll be having sex or are you just waiting for it to happen?”

  “I don’t know. I guess we’re planning it.”

  “If you plan it, then that gives us more time to get the kit ready.”

  “The kit?” I frowned at her.

  Rolling her eyes, she turned to face me. “The kit is something every girl needs. It holds all the emergency essentials. Think of it as a safely kit—to prevent pregnancy and all that. You have the condoms, the morning after pill, some lube if needed, etcetera.”

  “I won’t need that,” I said, making my way toward the door. “Stephen will be prepared.”

  Kate didn’t stop at my last words. She followed me out of the bathroom and continued to explain everything. Her way of preparing me had something to do with a spa, waxing, a few drinks—and that’s where I started to block her out. Though one thing she said stuck—waxing. I knew some women groomed their pubic hair just like some men did, but I’d never been one of them.

  I tried shaving once—keyword being once—and I ended up cutting myself. I’d never thought of doing that again until now. Stephen had seen me naked numerous times, and it never seemed to bother him. I wondered if he secretly wished me shaved down there. My cheeks heated when I thought of that. I ignored Kate and slowly made my way down a random aisle. I stared blindly at the items as my mind raced with different thoughts. By the time I snapped back to reality, I found myself standing in front of chocolates.

  “The Oreo ones taste amazing,” someone said from behind me.

  My body tensed. I gave him a stiff nod but ignored him. I didn’t want to give him any reason to talk to me.

  The man didn’t get the message. “I wonder which flavor my girlfriend would like? Maybe I should ask her.”

  The last part he mumbled more to himself than to me. I muttered something I hope sounded friendly before turning and walking away. My phone pinged just before I could turn into the next aisle. I paused then pulled my phone from my shorts.

  Stephen: What type of chocolates do you like?

  I blinked and then reread the message again.

  The guy just asked me that. What the hell? I spun around. Stephen stood where I had been only a few minutes ago. I dropped my phone back into my pocket as I retraced my steps.

  “What are you thinking about?”

  “Shaving,” I muttered.

  He raised an eyebrow, and his lips twitched. “Shaving?”

  I nodded and then leaned closer as I whispered, “Do you ever wish I’m shaved…down there?”

  Stephen blinked. He frowned down at me for a few minutes, and then his face cleared. “You want to know if I’ve ever wished that you shaved your pussy?”

  Well, saying it like that…I spun and wal
ked away without answering him. Five minutes later, we all met up at the checkout counter. I was surprised to see Nathan holding Derrick’s hand. Kate was glaring at his back. Stephen was watching me with a smirk. I managed to ignore him until we got back into the truck.

  Curiosity was pushing the shyness away. As soon as we were back on the road, I unfastened my seatbelt and turned to face him. With my back pressed against the door, I placed my legs over his.

  “This is not a proper way to sit in a car, baby,” Stephen said.

  “I remember a time not so long ago that you didn’t have a problem with it.”

  “We didn’t have a two-hour drive in front of us,” he muttered. “Please sit properly.”

  I rolled my eyes but turned back in my seat and fastened my seatbelt. Stephen slowed the truck at a stop sign. I risked a glance behind us, but there was no sign of the others.

  “So?” I looked at him. “You never answered my question.”

  “You really want to know?” I nodded. “No, I don’t secretly wish that your pussy was shaved.”

  “Why?”

  He shrugged. “It doesn’t bother me, baby.”

  I nodded. My eyes were glued to the passing buildings. People were only now starting to get up to do their daily routines.

  “Why?” Stephen questioned. “Why did you ask me that?”

  “Kate was talking about waxing, and I remembered reading somewhere that some men like it when the women were bare down there.” I kept my face turned away from him. “And some women said that it felt more pleasurable.”

  “Do you want to find out?”

  My eyes snapped to his. The blush in my cheeks deepened. “What?”

  “Do you want to find out if it’s more pleasurable when your pussy is bare?” I bit my lip. Did I? Did I want to take that risk or the pain of shaving again? I winced.