Page 31 of Truths

Pointing to the spot just above his pubic piercing, he smiles. “Right here.”

“What do you want me to put here?” she asks and licks her lips.

The sight of her tongue, as her eyes look hungrily at him, has his cock twitching. Daphne has been the object of his affection for so long now, he still can't fully believe she's here with him. There is nothing he's found so far that he doesn't love about her, and he's dying inside as he waits for her feelings to catch up to his. He's been in love with her longer than they've officially been together, so he's waiting for her to come to him with the L-word.

“I want your name right there.”

Her eyes snap up to look into his. “Are you sure?”

“I'm yours, Daph. And everything I have belongs to you. Especially what's going on here under the belt.”

“You realize this is one step below a proposal, right? You're having me mark you with my name. That means any woman who ever gets on her knees for you will see my name staring at her. You're okay with that?”

Sitting up, his hand reaches out and cups her chin. “Baby, there won't be any other women. Not if I have any say in it. I'm yours. Always have been, and I always will be.”

Biting her lip, Daphne tries to stop her smile, and she lowers her head to quickly tattoo her name on his skin. He leans back, not bothering to talk himself out of hardening as the prickles to his skin start. The only difference from the other pieces of artshe's put on his skin is the fact his member will directly be in her way. If she minds, she doesn't say a word.

He lifts his head slightly to watch her make quick work of inking her name on him, and he smiles at how efficient she is, even with the obstacle in her face. It's a sight he never dreamed of, but now he thinks he might have a new fantasy brewing. Daphne tattooing him while also blowing him. “Perfect.”

“Almost perfect,” she says as she reaches over to set the gun down next to the bed.

“Almost?”

Returning to his body, her lips wrap around him and slide down as far to his base as her mouth will allow. She slides her head back up, and her tongue ring rubs around his head, clinking in the most enjoyable way with the two bars of his own he has. His hips thrust instinctively as he moans.

“Fuck, baby, yes... just like that. Swirl your tongue. Fuck.”

Her moans vibrate against his cock, and he reaches down to grab onto her black braids, tugging them gently, and she rewards him with more moaning. He tosses his head back in ecstasy until his need to watch her face coming close to her newly-inked name on his skin takes over.

“I'm gonna come,” he pants, his muscles tightening. “Fuck, Daph, fuck!”

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks him, his release shooting hard into the back of her throat, and she swallows every last drop. The moment her mouth releases him, she smiles. At least she does until the apartment door swings open.

Max, immediately defensive, jumps up to grab his jeans when he sees Nelson.

“What the fuck?” Nelson shouts.

Daphne hops off the bed and slips Max's T-shirt over her head. “What are you doing here?”

“You rarely ever gave me head, but it looks like you have no problems fucking him with your mouth,” Nelson growls. His finger points to Max as he slips his boxers up his legs. “What the fuck is that?”

“A tattoo, moron,” Max says, not caring that his brother just saw him completely naked.

Besides being brothers, Nelson wanted to see every piercing Max got. It was a little creepy, and Max knows Nelson was jealous even though he took every opportunity to call him an idiot for each piece of metal he put in and around his dick.

He can't ignore the guilt of Nelson walking in on this. It's one thing for his brother to know he's with Daphne, and even seeing her screwing him wasn’t that bad considering they were ninety percent clothed, but this was very intimate. Only a cruel person would want that to happen. To cause pain like that.

“She fucking branded you, dude.”

“I wanted her to.”

Nelson shakes his head. “To show all the other women what kind of fucking witch she is to fuck you into doing something like that after she shatters your heart like she did mine?”

“Um, I didn't shatter your heart, Nelson,” Daphne says, lifting a hand into the air. “We weren't end game. There was no happily ever after for us, and you know it as well as I do. I'm just the one who had the balls to say it.”

“I can't believe I thought I could've loved a whore like you.”

Instinctively, Max's fist hits Nelson, knocking him backwards. “How many times do I have to tell you not to fucking say that?”

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