Page 9 of Tattooed By Her Silver Fox

“Great. Eight then.” I step off her porch and turn on my way down her drive to find her still holding the door open and watching me leave.

She can’t take her eyes off of me, and I know I’ll spend the next twenty-four hours with a hard-on from thinking about her. That’s my girl right there. Pretty soon, I’m going to make her my wife.

5

Vi

Dinner goes great, as do the half a dozen more times Fox asks me out. We start each date the same. He comes inside, and we kiss and grope like horny school kids for ten minutes before we call it quits, and we head out to whatever restaurant he’s chosen.

Fox knows everyone in town. Every place we go, someone calls out his name or pats his back as we pass. And he’s not shy about introducing me either. The first couple of nights, I was simply Vi, but by the third date, I’d become his girlfriend. He wasn’t shy about anyone knowing it, and my confidence in him, and I grew each time he said it.

But it’s the nights that have held my attention. When we’re all alone with no one to impress, and Fox worships my body and calls me his goddess. He’s claimed me in my bed and in his, twice on the couch when we couldn’t make it much past the front door and once in the back of my car when we couldn’t make it out of the parking lot.

His appetite for me is insatiable, and it’s addictive. He makes me feel as if I am the center of his world, and I can’t help but smile at the thought of our next time together. Like today. He’s working later than normal to make up for some of the hours I’ve cut into, so I’ve agreed to bring Bash to the shop when I’m done tutoring him on his letters.

I can tell that even in the short weeks since we spoke, Fox and his son have put in time with Bash, and he’s growing at a steady pace in class. Robby is in front of the shop when I walk in with Bash. He thanks me for helping out with the pickup, and I catch him up on Bash’s progress at school. They are out the door on their way for celebratory ice cream when Fox steps out from behind the curtain.

“Ms. Catto,” he says. He hasn’t called me that in weeks, and it stings a little, but I brush it off and say my goodbyes to Bash and Robby, waiting for them to leave the store before I address Fox.

“We’re back to Ms.,” I say and grab the collar of his shirt to pull him down for a kiss. He grins into my mouth, and his stubble tickles my upper lip.

“Robby knows something is up, but I don’t want Bash getting the idea he can call you Vi at school.” He kisses me again. “Or worse, Sweetness.”

I laugh. “That would stir some imaginations,” I add.

“No imagining here.” His hands go to my hips, and he squeezes. “I have the real thing all to myself. Dinner, or should we skip to the dessert first?”

“Dessert,” I bite at his lower lip, and he squeezes me harder before he claims my mouth with his, and I can’t do anything but hold on for dear life.

We’re back at my place a few minutes later. I live closer, and Fox has made it known he’s in need tonight.

This is one of those nights where his hands are all over me. He takes my top and pants off and lays me across my bed spread eagle. His hands cinch my wrists, and he climbs me until he is seated between my thighs. His head hovers over my chest. Slow, he lowers himself, his arms bulging with the effort until he’s sucking at my nipples through the thin silk of my bra.

It’s intoxicating. The warmth of Fox’s mouth against the roughness of the fabric. I twist to get more friction, and he darts his tongue across my most sensitive areas.

“Fox.” I’m already pleading with him, but he only smiles in answer. He grabs my orbs in his hands and squeezes them until I’m forced to wrap my legs around him to keep from releasing.

“My girl is hungry tonight,” he says against my belly. Oh my, His stubble tickles my navel, and I’m squirming under him. I can’t take this man and what he does to me, but every time I think I’ve had enough, I want more.

Fox moves my wrists to fit in one of his large hands and trails the fingers of the other down my sides. I twist and giggle and moan. It’s so sexy the way he takes his time. His gaze soaks me in, and I feel beautiful the way he looks at me. All of me, even the parts I try to hide under my clothes.

“Fox,” I whisper and wiggle my wrists. “I want to touch you.” I don’t want it as much as I need it, but he only laughs in answer and dips his head to kiss my hips down my outer thigh before trailing along to the sensitive flesh of my inner legs.

The sensation of his soft lips and warm breath on my skin, followed by the rough abrasion of his chin and cheek, has me squeezing my legs shut around him. I can’t help it. It’s like an itch I can’t quite reach, and it’s killing me not to scratch.

When he dips his tongue between my folds, I lose it. I’m wild, and I undulate against his mouth. I wiggle my wrists until he has no choice but to let me free, and I bury my fingers in his hair. Oh My God, I could lose it right on his tongue, and with a few more licks, I do.

“That’s how I like to see my sweetness. That’s how you should always look after I’ve had you.”

My eyes are closed, my head pressed back into the pillow, and my body is boneless. I couldn’t move if the bed were on fire, but as soon as Fox undoes his pants and discards his shirt, I’m ready again. He does the work, lifting my hips up to meet him. He plunges in part way and out over and over until I’m prepared for all of him. I’m not afraid. The man making love to me would never hurt me. He’s careful, and he’s caring, and I know he’d rather be riddled with agony than to cause me a second of discomfort.

Once he’s all in, he’s steady in his thrusts, his fingers right on my hips, pulling me down on him harder each time until I’m swollen and ready. It’s fast, this second release I have, and he follows soon after. Then he’s on his elbows, and his body hovers over mine.

“I have to make you mine, sweetness. I have to know I’m the only man you ever plan to share a bed with again.” His eyes darken, and one hand moves over my face, pulling loose hair from the sweat on my cheek.

“Marry me, Vi. I can’t be happy until I know you’re mine forever.”

Fox

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