“Sorry, man,” I say with a smile as Yas stands up smoothing out her dress and placing herself in front of me to hide my erection. “But, if you were here with her, could you resist?” I add and the kid turns bright red.
“Behave,” Yas says as she swats me on the shoulder. She turns to the kid. “You’ll have to excuse him, he’s not used to being around people. He’s more comfortable with his computer.”
He laughs and I want to be mad, but I can’t. My girl is just too cute when she’s trash talking me. “I’m pretty comfortable with you. And last time I checked, you’re not a computer. But maybe I need to check you over again just to be sure.” The kid looks ready to freak out again.
“Come on, let’s go inside and get some dinner.” She pulls me to my feet and in the door. “I think you scandalized that poor boy,” she scolds me.
“Me? You’re the one in the dress that will give him wet dreams for days.”
“Just days?” She stares at me, pretending to pout.
“Years, baby, years. I, for one, am going to remember you in this dress for years.”
“I can’t show you how much I like that answer while we are on this boat where there are children present, but I promise that I’ll show you later.” My cock, which is still hard from our outdoor activities, twitches against my pants. I pull her firmly in front of me as the hostess shows us to our table.
I made sure that we had a two person table when I booked the cruise. I didn’t want to share our night with anyone else. After we’re seated, a waitress comes to the table. She is around Yasmin’s age and is looking at me like I’m what she wants for dinner.
“Hi. I’m Amy. What can I get you to drink?” she asks looking only at me.
I look at Yas as I tell her, “My girlfriend would like a Coke and I’ll have a scotch on the rocks.” She leaves the table to get the drinks and Yas tells me how cool she thinks the boat is and thanks me again for doing this for her. “Of course. I love making you happy.” I place my hand over hers on the table.
“Here are your drinks.” Amy is back and as she places my scotch in front of me, I see a phone number on the napkin. I pull it out from under my drink and hold it up to her.
“You should save this for someone who wants to use it. You need to be respectful to my girlfriend or send someone else over here to take care of us.” I know that I’m coming across as an ass for calling her out, but I’m pissed that she tried to give me her number after I called Yas my girlfriend.
“I’m sorry,” Amy says turning to Yas, who nods at her. “I can take your order now if you are ready.” She is subdued and embarrassed, but I’m not sorry.
After we order and she moves away, Yas smiles at me and says, “Thank you. I have never been out with a guy who did something like that.”
“You were never with the right guy before.”
We spend the next couple of hours enjoying our dinner, sharing a plate of desserts and dancing. We dance inside to some oldies and then go upstairs to the lounge where the DJ is. We steal some kisses in the dark corners of the ship and then we dock and head back to the car.
Chapter 17
Yas
The cruise was so much fun. The food was great and dancing with Scott was pretty amazing. I can’t believe he told that waitress off for giving him her number. It was sweet and hot at the same time. We’re heading to Windy City Tats now. I can’t wait to meet Zane and see where Scott got all of his tattoos. Before we got in the car, Scott took off his jacket and glasses. He also rolled the sleeves of his shirt up. I don’t think he wants to walk into the tattoo shop looking so straight laced. I like how he looks with his sleeve tattoos showing but still pretty dressed up. Honestly, I like him in whatever he’s wearing. I am that far gone.
We drive for about 30 minutes and I think that we are near where he lived as a boy, but I’m not sure I do know that Scott and Zane were friends when they were kids, but lost touch until a few years ago. We pull into the parking lot of the shop. There’s a neon sign outside, shaped like a gust of wind with that name of the shop flashing inside of it. It’s pretty cool. We get out of the car and head towards the front door. There are a few guys outside and Scott nods and fist bumps with a couple. I see them checking me out and Scott does too. “This is my girlfriend, Yasmin,” he tells them in a possessive voice, pulling me close. They say hello and then we head inside.
I’m overwhelmed when I walk inside and see the walls covered in tattoo designs. I have never been in a tattoo shop and it is fascinating. I’m looking around when I hear a female voice yell, “Scott!” I turn and see an absolutely gorgeous, tatted up blonde pull him into a hug and kiss him on the mouth
Scott hugs her tight. “I missed you so much, Quinn. How are you?”
“I’m doing great and I missed you too,” she tells him, squeezing his biceps. I would be jealous or a little freaked out if I didn’t know that Quinn is Zane’s girlfriend. Scott has told me a lot about both of them.
A tall, handsome guy with brown wavy hair and big muscles straining against his t-shirt comes around the corner. “If you are going to put your mouth and hands on my woman, then I think I should get to put my mouth and hands on yours.” He smirks at Scott while nodding towards me.
Scott and Quinn turn toward me and in the next second, I’m the one engulfed in a hug by Quinn. “Oh my God, you’re Yasmin. Wow, I love your dress.”
“Thanks, Quinn. It’s great to meet you. Scott talks about you and Zane all the time.”
“Don’t tell them that, Yas. They’ll think that they are important to me,” Scott teases and he and Zane do the whole half hug guy thing. He looks at Zane and adds, “You can hug Yasmin, but any other touching would not be in your best interest.”
“You think you can take me, Griffin?” Zane asks, flexing his biceps.
“I know that I can’t, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” And then the tension is broken and they are both laughing.
“They are such boys,” Quinn tells me. “But I love them –Scott like a brother, I mean.” she adds hastily.
“I know, Quinn.” I laugh. “Scott has told me how happy you and Zane are together.”
“We are happy.” It’s Zane who answers, walking over to us. He turns to me. “Can I have my hug now?” He opens his arms and I step into him, laughing. “I hear that you’re making Scott happy too. Thank you for that Yasmin,” he whispers in my ear before letting me go.
“So, Yas, what do you think of the shop?” Scott asks me.
“It’s really cool. I love all of the pictures of tattoos on the walls.” I really do think it is cool. There are so many styles on display.
“Scott says that you like his ink,” Zane says and I nod. “Would you like to see where the magic happens?”
“I would definitely love to see where you do his tattoos.”
“Follow me,” Quinn says, grabbing my hand. “Zane is wicked talented, isn’t he?”
“Yes, he is. I love Scott’s tattoos. They are beautiful.”
“Do you have any tattoos, Yasmin?” Zane asks as we enter his space.
“No. I’ve never thought about getting one,” I answer honestly. I look around the space. A chair that reclines dominates the space. There is a desk with a computer and printer as well as a drafting table in here as well. There are what I think are tattoo guns and cabinets too.
“If you ever decide to get one, I would love to do it for you.”
“So, you really do want to get your hands on my woman, huh?” Scott tries to look angry, but I know he’s not.
“Shut the fuck up, Scott. Would you really want me to go to someone else other than Zane for a tattoo?” Both Zane and Quinn burst out laughing.
“No. I wouldn’t.”
“Thanks for the offer. I may take you up on it one day,” I tell Zane. “Is it okay if I take some pictures in here? And can I take some pictures of you guys and Scott?”
“Sure, go for it.”
I take a bunch of pictures of everyt
hing and then of Scott, Zane and Quinn in different combinations. Scott takes some pictures of me with Quinn and Zane and then Quinn takes some of Scott and me. I enlist one of the other tattoo artists to take one of all four of us.
We stay at the shop for a couple of hours, talking and laughing. Zane said that he cleared his schedule for us and I can tell that Scott appreciates it. We are sitting in the employee break room on a couch and I have my head resting on Scott’s shoulder when I can’t hold back a yawn. “Are you tired, Yas? Why didn’t you say something?”
“You are having fun with your friends. But, yeah, I am exhausted.”
“Let’s get you back to the hotel and into bed.” He kisses me on the forehead and then pulls me up with him.
We say our goodbyes and there are hugs all around. Quinn and I exchange phone numbers and I promise to keep in touch with her. We head out of the shop and get back in the Mustang. I’m asleep before we pull out of the lot.
* * *
Scott
Yas looks so peaceful sleeping in the passenger seat and I hate to wake her up, but I have to get her upstairs. I get out of the car and go around to the other side, where the valet guy has opened her door. I hand my keys off to the guy and grab the ticket from him before I undo her seat belt and lift her out of the car. She stirs and then puts her arms around my neck before closing her eyes again. I carry her into the hotel and through the lobby to the elevator that will take us to our room.
When we get upstairs, I fumble a little getting the room key in, but I somehow manage it. I walk in and carry her to the bed. After I set her down, I run back to put the deadbolt on the door. I walk back into the bedroom and stare at her for a minute. She looks so beautiful lying at the edge of the bed in her sexy dress, with her knees over the side. She told me that I could peel her dress off of her when we got back to the hotel, but I was hoping that it would be in a different context.
I don’t really mind, though. We have the rest of our lives together for that. Wait. Did I just think about spending the rest of my life with Yas? Yeah, I did and I know then that this is what I want. To be with Yas always. I should probably be scared or freaked out, but, I’m not. I’m not ready to ask the question yet but I know that I will ask her one day. I honestly can’t imagine going back to a life without her.
I reach down and unclasp her necklace first and put it on the bedside table. She stirs and opens her eyes. “Scott, I’m sorry. I really did plan on seducing you tonight. I just felt so tired all of a sudden.” Her eyes still look tired, so I reassure her.
“It’s okay, baby, we will have plenty of other nights together. Today was amazing. Let me get this dress off of you so you can sleep comfortably.” I turn her to her side so that I can undo the belt on her dress and unzip her. I pull it down and gently move her arms out of the sleeves. She is wearing a lacy black strapless bra that dips low and closes in the front. Fuck, it’s hot and her tits are practically spilling out of it. I have to stop for a minute to adjust myself and take a few deep breaths. I need to let her sleep, but my cock doesn’t agree with my decision. Once I’ve gotten myself a little under control, I turn her so that she is lying on her back. Then, I hold her up with one arm while I pull the dress down past her hips and all reason leaves me as I see that she is not wearing any panties. My mind is on the same page with my cock and I stare, trying to decide how I can do this without being a total bastard.
“Like what you see, Griffin?” Yasmin says to me. I look up and see her eyes are open and she has a sexy smile on her face.
“Fuck, yeah, I love what I see!” I exclaim, pulling her dress the rest of the way down. My conscience makes me add, “Are you sure that you’re awake enough?”
She looks up at me standing between her knees. “Yes, I am. Power naps are underrated.”
I lean over her and kiss her belly button and then work my way up. When I get to her bra, I unclasp it and it falls to the side. Her awesome tits are free in front of me and I take them in my hands, loving their weight. I knead them and remind her. “Tonight is your show. What do you want?” She is moving between my legs as I run my thumbs over her hard nipples. “Do you want me to go down on you?”
“I always want you to go down on me. You are very good at it despite pretending that you don’t like doing it.” I chuckle as she continues. “But what I really want to do right now is ride your cock. First, I need to get all of these clothes off of your hot body.” She sits up and starts to unbutton my shirt, pulling it out of my pants.
I continue playing with her tits while she undresses me. I know she’s getting wetter by the second because her breasts really do it for her. She’s already breathing hard. I could probably make her come again like the first night we were together, but I want to be inside of her first, so I loosen my grip and whisper my fingers across her instead. She leaves my shirt on me after it’s unbuttoned and starts on my pants. She makes quick work of my belt and before I know it, she is pushing my pants down, but leaving my underwear on. She moves back, reaching for her purse.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” I ask, because she usually doesn’t move away from me while I am playing with her tits.
“Nothing. Everything is perfect,” she says as she turns and I see her phone in her land, lifting up to take a picture of me standing there in my unbuttoned shirt and boxer briefs. “You look so damn hot, I wanted a picture.” I smirk as she gets up on her knees and takes a couple more pictures and then puts her phone back in her purse and throws it on the floor. She moves forward and pushes my shirt off of my shoulders and down my arms where it falls to the floor. “I love the way you look in your boxer briefs.” That doesn’t stop her from reaching out and pulling them down. They pool at my feet with my pants. I push my shoes off and step out of everything.
I get on the bed and lay down on my back. “Okay, Yas. I’m all yours. Have your way with me, woman.”
“Oh, I will, don’t you worry about that.” She grabs the condoms from the bedside table and tears one off. “You just lay there and look pretty.” she adds with a wicked grin.
“Pretty? I do not look…” I start to say but lose all train of thought when she takes my cock into her mouth. My hips jump off the bed as I thrust into her mouth.
She sucks for a few seconds and then releases me with a pop. “Do you have a problem with being pretty?” she asks, quirking her eyebrow.
“No, no. I can be pretty. I’m really pretty.” I would say anything right now.
She throws her head back and laughs. Then, she tears open the condom and rolls it on me. She positions herself over me and guides my cock to her entrance. She slides down and takes me fully into her. If there is a better feeling in the world, I haven’t felt it. My hands go to her hips as hers move up my chest. She leans down and kisses me. Our tongues meet and we kiss for a few minutes. My cock won’t take me sitting still for long and I can’t fight the urge to thrust. Yas pulls back from me with a smile on her face. She starts to ride me, rolling her hips. I meet her with my thrusts. She starts moving faster and I move my hands from her waist, knowing that I don’t need to help her. She’ll ride me hard on her own. I use one hand to pinch her right nipple in between my fingers and move my other hand to her clit. I pinch and rub her as she starts to go faster and soon she’s slamming up and down on my cock. My spine is already tingling and I’m trying to hold back when she starts screaming my name and comes hard. She’s still moving on me and holding onto my shoulders for leverage as she shakes. I grab her hips again and thrust hard twice before letting my orgasm take me. A string of curse words leaves my mouth as she collapses on me.
“Maybe you should be in charge more often, Yas,” I get out between breaths.
“We can take turns being in charge, Pretty Boy,” she says and then pulls herself up to look me in the eyes. “But, I-I don’t think you can tie me up again.”
She looks away and I pull her face back to me. “I don’t need to do that to get off. Obviously. Thank you again for making my fantasy come tr
ue, though. I love you Yas.” I kiss her lightly and then move her off of me so that I can go and take care of the condom.
“I love you too, Scott. I am glad that I could do that for you.” I can hear the honesty in her voice.
Although things are god right now, I still want to lighten the mood. “So, Pretty Boy, huh? Is that your new nickname for me?” I tease her as I walk back to the bed.
“Maybe, it is,” she replies saucily as she takes off her shoes.
“I think I like it.” I pull back the covers and we climb into bed. I cuddle her close and again thank God for bringing Yas into my life. I know that tomorrow is going to be hard for me and depending on what Amber’s lawyer comes at me with, it may be hard for Yas too. But, I know that I can handle anything with her at my side. I will do whatever I can to protect her. That is my last thought as I drift off to sleep.
Chapter 18
Yasmin
I wake up and see the sun starting to light up the sky. I carefully wiggle out of Scott’s arms, trying not to wake him up. He stirs but then turns onto his stomach and continues to sleep. I check the clock and see that he doesn’t need to be up for a couple more hours. They want him at the courthouse at 10. He’ll be the first prosecution witness but they aren’t sure exactly what time they will need him. We’ll wait in a room there until it’s time for him to testify. I’m glad that I can be there for him but I’m a little nervous about what I may hear. I know the defense attorney will try to discredit him. I also know that he was with Amber for a year and I know that they were together in every way, despite her having a “real” boyfriend. I think I can handle whatever I hear, but it may be hard. I know Scott loves me and that he hates her and would never want her again. I just have to remind myself of that when I’m in the courtroom.
I use the time I have to take a shower and go over some of the loan applications that Erika slipped in the pocket of my suitcase. I’m hoping that I can get at least one so I can buy the software she keeps telling me about. I also order us breakfast. I’m waiting for room service when I remember that I still haven’t looked at the article about the software that I shoved in my purse weeks ago. I don’t know that I really need to since Erika and Sean have told me everything they know about it, but they said that I should know about the guy who designed it, that he seems really cool.
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