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“Am I licking your pussy first?” he huskily murmured.
He was so careful to make sure he always satisfied her multiple times before letting himself go. She was so wet from having him tattoo her and spending the time lying there imagining what he could do when he finished; she didn’t need anything but his cock.
“No, I want you now—inside me,” she insisted.
He tilted his head as if he wanted to be sure she didn’t want any preliminaries.
“Does this feel like you need to wait?” she breathed, taking his fingers and running them through the wetness soaking her thong. She pulled his fingers up, showing them to him. A smirk spread across his face.
“My baby is soaked for me,” he growled, his smirk widening as he looked at his fingers.
“Yes, now…” she pleaded.
“Get inside you this minute,” Stone echoed roughly, turning her until her back was to him. He grasped her mound and pressed her back against his hard cock.
“Bend over the tattoo chair, Naomi,” he commanded, his voice deep, dark, and sending a thrill through her.
She stepped closer to the chair, putting her hands on it until she was bent over, her booty tilted up toward him.
Stone stepped close, his finger sliding down and around her pussy.
“Widen your legs. Show me where you want me,” he directed as he tugged her thong down and let it drop to the floor.
Naomi moved and felt him come closer until his cock was dragging through her wetness. He slid it up until it brushed against her clit, then pulled back to push inside her entrance—a slow, steady glide until he was all the way in.
His hands grasped her hips. “Naomi, I’m going to pound my pretty pussy until you’re screaming and your pussy is milking my cock as you come so that every time I’m at work with a shitty client, I can remember my wife shaking as she came,” he rumble-whispered, pulling out to thrust in again and again until she was slamming her hips back on him because it was building, and she needed to come.
“Give it to me, Naomi,” Stone demanded.
The heat was pooling, and she was so close, but she was tipping over. Suddenly, all those doubts came back until Stone pulled her up, wrapping his hand around her throat. Not squeezing, just letting her know he was there.
“This moment—just us, Naomi, no ghosts from the past. Your husband inside his pussy, claiming every inch of his wife,” Stone promised hoarsely, continuing to thrust into her as he held herup. He bent her back over the chair, reaching his finger down to her clit as he pounded inside her. She’d feel him tomorrow every time she moved.
“Now, Naomi,” Stone ordered, rubbing her clit until her toes curled and she detonated around him. Stone groaned as he thrust one last time and came. He dropped over her back, moving her hair to kiss the back of her neck.
“You are so sexy, and you’re going to be completely to blame if I can’t help but get hard when I remember this, probably at the most inopportune time,” he said, chuckling.
“I love you, Stone,” Naomi murmured, completely breathless.
“Love you, too,” Stone replied quietly, grabbing some paper towels to catch everything as he pulled out. He grabbed a towel for her to sit on while he wet a washcloth once the water ran warm. He knelt down in front of her and cleaned her up, then helped her get dressed. He had her wait while he quickly sanitized the chair.
He turned to her as he washed his hands and put everything away.
“Let’s go home, baby. We have the house to ourselves, and I want to hold my wife,” he shared tenderly.
She nodded, holding Stone’s hand as she shut down the studio. As they walked outside, the sun was going down, making the sky that gorgeous pink it turned sometimes before night fell.
Riding back with Stone in the car because he’d known the bike might aggravate her tattoos, she stared as the gate of the compound came into view. She was home, and she couldn’t wait to see what was next for her and Stone.
Chapter Thirty-One
Stone laughed at the gift Roam and Sprite had just opened at their baby shower. Dex had gotten Roam and Sprite a case of condoms. Sprite had threatened Roam that he better not get her pregnant, at least for two years.
The MC was hosting a joint baby shower because Halligan Nelson and his wife had their daughter a week ago. Halligan and Loni had opened their gifts first and now Roam and Sprite were opening theirs.
His wife was holding Roam and Sprite’s son because Sprite didn’t want a shower before they had the baby. She wanted it afterward so everyone could meet the baby and know what clothes they might need. It was the Saturday of Labor Day weekend. The club had small staffs at the businesses, so everyone who wanted to could attend the shower in the clubhouse.
They decided to completely close the tattoo studio to give them all a break. Stone was looking forward to sleeping outside on thebed swings and enjoying movie-watching time with his family. The girls had a list of what they wanted to see. They were also going to visit the shelter because Brody mentioned the rescue was full with a lot of drop-offs. He and Naomi had decided it was time the girls had pets.
