“I would, but we’d be late for the show.” I take the towel from her and purposely give her another peek at me, and she doesn’t miss the chance to look.
“Next time you have to give the show. I’ll pull the towel from you instead of covering you though.”
“Will you be wearing underwear at least for the show? I’m thinking it might go over better.”
“Nope. I’ll be laying on my stomach most of the time and besides, that part of my tattoo will go over my left ass cheek.”
I can see approval on her face the second I express my thoughts on the ink I want. “I’d like some sort of demon on my leg and then have that tied in to a few objects I have in mind. It’ll be a few sessions for what I’m wanting and I’m willing to give the live show the first one, but for the rest I expect us both to be naked.”
“Oh really? You really think its sanitary and normal for me to tattoo you while I’m freaking naked?”
“Don’t want it to be normal. I want to be the one and only to have you that way. It’ll make me rare and this is what I strive to be.”
She smiles and starts to walk out of the room. We’ve now fallen way behind the others, but that was my plan.
“Alright, let’s get in there and get this show started. We’re wasting valuable time where I could be working on you.”
I follow without another word and just appreciate the view.
We open the door and Envy is already set up and it finally slaps me in the face that she’s one of my potential prospects for the house. I think I’ll have to watch and see how she handles the crowd tonight and really think on this. Her body is smokin’ fucking hot, so that won’t be an issue.
It doesn’t take long for us to go live and I purposely sit back and let Karma do the intro to her show. She’s saying a few things, but I’m not even listening to her. She tied her shirt tightly behind her back and now I can see every single curve of her body and that does nothing but grab all of my attention.
“Alright, Playboy. It’s time to get you strapped down to this table so I can have my way with you.”
She smiles at me with her challenge and I move willingly. I mean, who am I to argue about letting her have her way with me? Sign me up right fucking now.
“Looks like we’ll be starting a leg piece for Blaze today and it’s a privilege to get the honor to do this for him. I mean after all, I know my work will be seen by millions of callers and fans of his and this is kind of a big moment for me.” She hands me the monitor as she continues to talk to the viewers.
“Blaze will be answering your questions tonight while I work on him. So please, don’t hold back.”
The first three questions come in about how hot the two women are and all of them are asking for them to have less clothes on. Well, that verifies that a female will be a great addition to the house and that it appears that Envy is a hot topic. I’ll just ignore Karma being mentioned and stay level for this.
“As you all know, it takes time to do a quality piece. So make sure you’re working with an artist who has the talent to pull off what you’re wanting.” She brushes her hand across my ass before she pinches it, secretly getting one in on me that I’ll have to repay later.
I love seeing her like this. It seems like something has changed for her and I don’t even want to ask what. I just want to enjoy it in case it’s short lived.
She begins to draw on me and I know I have to remain very still, so I hand the monitor over to Envy. She takes over and begins working the viewers better than I expected her to. Her knowledge of the equipment Karma is using partnered with that smile of hers is raking in the attention. Honestly, she’s getting more back and forth questions with the viewers than I am.
About an hour passes by and Karma has been working relentlessly, all the while entertaining the viewers with Envy. I’m simply a piece of art in this show and it makes me proud of both of them.
I think we’ve really got something solid to add to the house and it’s only going to get better. I’ll have to see if Envy is interested in becoming a full timer in here. I’d hope she’d not be able to turn down the money I can offer her.
“Looks like time is up. I’ll keep working on this and I’ll be sure and show the finished piece off in a future show. Make sure you tune in next week; looks like I have a couple who want matching tattoos and of course, I talked them into each getting a very special piercing.”
Envy pulls the camera away from Karma and finishes the closing of the show like a pro.
“That was amazing. I had so much fun,” Envy says with a grin.
Karma acts surprised by how much she liked it. “You did great! I’ll have to make sure you’re here with me each week!”
I don’t mention my plans for Envy yet. I still need to do some thinking and planning of house rules before I can execute something like that.
“Envy. You can head out. I’m just going to work on this a bit.” Karma’s eyes meet mine and a rush of warmth flows over my body. I can anticipate where this is going and I can’t fucking wait.
Envy leaves with very little encouragement and Karma follows her to lock the door. I watch her pull off her top and bra, before she slides her shorts off, proving that she’s not wearing any panties.
“Fuck me. I’ve been waiting on this. Make sure you brush those titties over my back when you lean over me.” My laughter is a mix of excitement and a tease toward her. She moves to me and slides her fingers down my body, before she straddles my back. I can feel her naked body around me and it sucks that I can’t roll over and dive in.
“You’re a fuckin’ tease.”
“You’d better get used to it. I plan to do this every damn day.” I freeze with her words. Is she saying what I’m thinking she’s saying?
“Are you fucking with me?” I’m practically twisting my body around to get a glimpse of her reaction.
“No. What you said to me last night really got to me. I think I can try this if you promise to keep a level head about my career and what I have to do to grow my business.” I lean back down on the table and relax to let her continue working on me.
“That I can handle. I told you, this should be a happy time for you. You have me to relieve any stress you have and things can only get better from here with your shop.”
“I hope you’re right. Like I said I’ll give it a true shot with you, but with my condition.” I can easily agree to that, in fact it’ll help me work with her on what I do and how I’ll need even more understanding than what she’s asking for.
“As long as I can keep you in my arms at night, I’m sure the rest will work itself out.”
“Good, because that’s where I plan to be every night. Just think . . . I can tattoo you all the time. My titties on display for you and you can’t move a muscle.”
“I can move. I’ll end up with some fucked up tattoos, but I’ll be able to move.”
“I look forward to all of it with you.” I can feel the gun going faster as she tries to finish up my piece. A feeling of relief takes me into an almost slumber as I relax and think about all the good things going on for me right now.
I hope she plans to stay the night tonight, because if she is, I’m about to be the happiest mother fucker in this house.
Two Weeks Later . . .
BLAZE AND I HAVEN’T LEFT his bed all damn day and a part of me really doesn’t want to. Being here with him has proven to be peace and comfort for me. Not to mention extremely sexually satisfying.
I don’t know how Blaze has as much energy as he does, but I hope he never loses it, because I’m living every girl’s dream right now.
Wrapping one hand in Blaze’s hair, I yank it to the side and slowly ride him, while tattooing a small heart on his shoulder.
“Hold still unless you want me to fuck this up,” I tease.
“You know I can’t hold still when your pussy is wrapped around my cock. Plus, I still want to see how good you can tattoo me through that orgasm I promised.”
I pull the gun away from his skin and close my eyes, letting out a small moan as he bounces me off his lap a few times, before pushing me down onto him with all his strength.
“Shit, Blaze. You sure you want to test this?”
“Fuck, yes,” he whispers against my ear. “If you mess it up then I’ll always have the memory of why. My dick buried deep inside your pussy, claiming you.”
I laugh against his neck and then reach over to dip the tip of the gun back into the ink. “Shit, Blaze. The things you talk me into.”
He smiles that fucking smile that melts my damn heart and then buries his hands into my hair as I begin tattooing him again.
I begin to moan and bite my bottom lip, trying hard to concentrate as Blaze carefully moves inside of me, hitting just the right spot.
“Fuck yes. Keep going, baby,” he moans out. “I want my cum in you before you finish this shit.”
His movements pick up, causing my lines to become shaky, but he doesn’t seem to care. “Keep going,” he demands.
I dip the gun back into the ink and continue, while moaning out from his movements.
“Blaze . . . shit . . .” My orgasm rocks through me, causing me to lose the tattoo gun and grip onto Blaze’s hair for support.
As soon as I yank his hair, he releases his load inside me, burying himself as deep inside as he can, while he bites my neck. “Holy fuck . . . You done with my tattoo?”
I look down at his slightly fucked up heart tattoo and laugh. It’s small enough that it won’t stand out too much. “Yup. Every time you look in the mirror you’ll be reminded of me now. Congratulations.”
He lifts a brow in amusement, and then turns me over onto my back and slowly trails kisses up and down my body.
“I want you in my bed every night and every fucking morning when I wake up. No more running from me, Karma.”
I kiss the top of his head and laugh. “I’ve been in your bed every night and every morning for over two weeks now. I’m gonna have to sleep in my bed again at some point.”
“Then I’ll sleep in it with you,” he says against my stomach, before kissing it. “We should get ready for the cookout.”
I wrap my legs around his head and laugh when he starts kissing me and teasing me. “We don’t have time for that, Blaze.”
“Fuck . . . we’ll make time.”
Laughing, I put my foot on his shoulder and push him back. “I’m taking a quick shower.” I quickly clean up his tattoo and then run away to the shower, before Blaze can try to talk me out of it.
I hear one of the guys yell at him to hurry his ass up and get downstairs to help man the grill, right as he’s about to jump in the shower with me.
“Fucking, Rome. Looks like what I want to do to you will have to wait until tonight.”
Blaze jumps under the water and quickly cleans up, before crushing his lips to mine and then leaving me alone to finish up.
My chest instantly aches to be near him the second he leaves, which is only further proof that I’ve completely fallen for him.
Each and every day he finds another way to crawl his way under my skin. There’s no denying my feelings for him at this point, so there’s no point in even trying.
I’ve completely given in to him and I don’t regret it for one fucking second.
An hour into the cookout, everyone is having a great time hanging by the pool, drinking and eating leftovers.
The girls are chillin’ by the water, talking about Netflix while the guys are playing basketball in the pool, roughing each other up.
Rebel invited one of her friends into the Alpha House for the first time and I swear I’ve never seen a girl so damn excited in my life.
Remi sits up and winks at Rome when he looks her way and pushes his way out of the pool. “Holy fuck. I want to bite that man’s fine ass.”
Rebel shakes her head and laughs. “And I’m sure he’d let you too.”
Blaze’s eyes lock on me from the pool and I know with that one look that he’s counting down the minutes until he can get me alone again.
He grins at me and then tackles Luca under the water, stealing the ball from him.
I’m not gonna lie . . . it’s hot as hell watching these boys get rough with each other.
I love having her here at the house and knowing that she isn’t going to run every damn time I turn my eyes away.
The past two weeks have been perfect and we’ve actually managed to function properly in our careers even with the heavy sexual attraction we no longer hold back on. She’s dick crazy for sure, but that’s ok, I’m pussy crazy for her. Titties crazy. Ass crazy. Crazy about her tattoos. Crazy about her personality. Hell, just fuckin’ crazy when it comes to her all together.
What can I say, she does it for me.
“Ah shit, Blaze has that look. He’s about to tear up some pussy.” Luca says it just loud enough that the guys in the pool can hear him, but not everyone else that’s here.
“Not even gonna hide it, brother. Can’t keep my hands off of her.” I’ve never tried to hide my attraction to her. There’s never been a reason to try.
“Can you please try to take it home a little sooner tonight? I mean shit, her moans all night long keep my dick hard and it’s fucking annoying trying to talk myself down.” Luca continues to push at me and I can’t even get frustrated with him. She does moan all night most nights.
“Maybe you should sleep with the TV on or headphones in, because even if I take it home early, my dick will bounce right back when I pull her next to me.”
“Alright, alright. Quit your damn bragging. You’re lucky I let you have her.” Rome moves closer and I let his shit roll off too.
“You didn’t have a chance in hell after she held my dick. I’m telling you, it’s magical.”
They all bust up laughing and it forces a smile to know things can be normal in the house with her in my life. She and I understand what it’s like to have a demanding career and work late almost every night. I’ve just shifted my schedule to be similar to hers and we end up sleeping late in the morning to make up for the late nights.
It’s been a little strange doing the calls the more we bond, but I’ve managed to work out a way to get through them. Sex tapes of her riding me and just simply being her playful self keep me loaded for my callers.
I don’t expect to do that part forever, but for now I have to keep things moving for business. The other guys can’t handle all of the calls; in fact, it’s about time to grow the house again.
I start to walk out of the pool and press down once more on the tape over my newest tattoo. I’ve been on a little binge when it comes to her inking me, but who could blame me? Today’s was the first one she’s done while I fucked her. She wants it to all look professional and I get that. Honestly, the heart is perfectly rough and will fit in well with the plan I have for my chest and shoulders.
I know I have an audience, and for that I’ll grace them with only a partial show. She sees me walking toward her, standing there in her bikini and a partial cover up. Her smile widens as I get closer, but the look of fear takes over when she looks into my face.
“Blaze stop. We’re in public. I know that look.” I don’t give her time to think about anything else before I’ve lifted her onto my shoulder and started my way into the house.
“Bye, fuckers. Next time don’t interrupt me in the morning.” Their laughter only gets louder as I walk us inside. She isn’t even fighting me like she has in the past.
“Blaze. If you would’ve just said hey let’s fuck, I would’ve followed you.”
“Yeah, but this is more fun.” She grabs my ass with her hands, so I return the favor with a slap to hers, causing her to scream out.
“I’d rather ride around your waist. But put me down before you take the stairs.”
I don’t listen to her as I take the stairs two at a time and get us to my bed. I slide her down the front of my body and her hands go straight to my beard before she slides them down my chest. “Y
ou’re so impossible, but I love that about you. You didn’t give up on me when I was pushing you away.”
“I knew you’d be back. We just fit.” I pull the strings to her bathing suit loose and watch her face while they fall to her feet. “You’re so fucking sexy, Karma.”
“You’re not so bad yourself you know. A girl could really get used to rubbing her hands over all this.” She spreads her hands over my shoulders and down my back.
“Run those nails over my back and all this talking is over. I’ll fuck you so damn hard, you’ll feel me on Monday.” She smiles as she spreads her fingers and scrapes my back slowly, pulling the intensity out of me.
Fuck me. This girl is exactly what I needed. She matches me in every way and I can’t wait to see where we go from here. There are so many possibilities and any other time I’d be able to see them all clearly, but right now I’m blinded by the thoughts of what I’m about to do to her.
“Get on your fucking knees on that bed and be ready for me take that pussy of yours.” She teases me the entire way into position and I take my time working my way to her. Teasing is a little game we both play very well.
Fuck . . . we truly were made for each other.
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VICTORIA ASHLEY grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Supernatural, Sons Of Anarchy and The Walking Dead.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, Cale, Stone, Get Off On The Pain, Something For The Pain, Thrust, Royal Savage and is currently working on more works for 2016.
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