Page 29 of Saving Me
I start to move inside and add another, stretching her wider. Her pussy greedily takes me in as if it’s been starved for someone to finallyfeed it.
“It feels so good, Jake. Please don’t stop,” she whimpers against my neck.
“You don’t ever have to worry about that. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop now that I know what your pussy feels like wrapped around me.” I go deeper and set a pace that has her moaning and making these little sounds that will forever be seared into my brain.
“Jake…” Her soft plea tells me she’s close as I feel her walls begin to tighten.
“It’s okay, little hummingbird. You’re safe to fall. I’ll always catch you.” Her pussy grips me tightly as she squeezes my fingers. She cries out my name as her orgasm shoots through her. I memorize every detail that I can soak up with how fucking beautiful she is in this moment. I rub her clit hard and feel her tremble in my arms as she gives me the best gift I’ve ever been given. Her complete surrender…her trust.
“How did that feel?” I whisper with my fingers still deep inside her.
“It was…I don’t even know how to describe it. It’s like feeling everything all at once. It was amazing. I didn’t know it could be like that. Thank you.” Her voice is muffled by my shirt as she burrows deeper.
“You don’t ever have to thank me,” I chuckle. “Trust me, it’s me who should be thanking you. That was just a glimpse of what I can make your body feel. I haven’t even begun to show you what your body is capable of.” I rub my thumb over her still-sensitive clit and feel her grip my t-shirt tighter. She may not be ready to open up her heart to me, but there’s no denying who this pussy belongs to now as the last of her tremors float away.
I make sure every bit of sensation is felt before I slowly remove my fingers. Her eyes widen when I suck them clean. A beautiful red is flushing her cheeks, and her caramel eyes have a light to them that wasn’t there before.
“I…you just sucked your fingers clean.”
“Of course I did. I was dying to know what you tasted like.”
“Was it…was it good?” Her inexperience with pleasure just might be the addiction that kills me.
“You are the best thing I’ve ever tasted, just like I knew you would be,” I grin. “Want a taste?” I dive into her before she can respond and tangle my tongue with hers. A moan escapes her, and a thrill races through my body that she’s turned on by sharing her taste with me. When I pull back, she’s in a daze. Her lips are beautifully swollen and pink, begging me to stay here all day and kiss them.
I run my thumb across her bottom lip one more time before stepping back. “I don’t want to leave,” I sigh, “but I need to get to work. I have a client coming in soon.”
“That’s okay.” I watch her adjust her bra and cover those beautiful breasts that I didn’t have near enough time with to satisfy my craving.
“What’s your lease like on where you are staying now? Can you get out of it?”
“It’s month to month.” She glances out the window again and rolls her lip between her teeth. I can tell her thoughts are racing again as she gazes at the horizon.
“Month to month is perfect. You are taking the job, right? I kind of got distracted earlier and forgot to get my answer…not that I’m complaining.” I swipe my tongue across my lips, hoping to get another taste of her because I’m nowhere near satisfied with my thirst for her.
She turns to me and crosses her arms with determination. “I’ll take the job, but I have conditions.”
“Why does that not surprise me,” I laugh, running a hand over my scruff. “Shoot.”
“I don’t want you to pay me.” She throws up her hand when I start to speak. “You are offering me a place to stay, akitchen to use for my business, and a vehicle. I won’t have those expenses anymore while I’m here, so I’ll be saving money and able to build up my business more. The least I can do is clean and cook in exchange for that. Plus, this place,” she points out the window to the view of the ocean. “I know if you rented this apartment out, you could make four times the amount than what I’m providing you in service. I won’t have you pay me on top of letting me stay here.”
“Okay, I’ll agree to that if you accept my conditions.” Her mouth quirks up, and I fight my smile. “I take care of all the groceries. The meal planning is for two, well, three if Miles is here. I don’t like eating alone, so anything you want to cook, we share between us.”
“You really are stubborn, aren’t you,” she mutters.
“When it comes to something I want…yes.”
“Fine. Meals are included with the job.”
“Perfect. Welcome to Blue Haven, Lyla,” I grin. She breaks out into a smile and looks out the window. I can see the excitement on her face starting to creep in even though she’s hiding it. This is exactly the place she needs to be. The ocean has a way of healing you and putting back together what has been broken.
I wipethe ink away and continue along the lines, bringing my vision to life. It never gets old seeing your artwork etched permanently on someone’s skin. After high school, I had no direction with what I wanted to do. Thankfully, my parents have always been understanding in not pushing college onto their kids and letting us find our passions in life. I’ve always believed that if you love what you do, you’ll never have to work a day in your life, and it’s true.
The day I got my first tattoo, I was hooked. It turns out all the sketching I loved to do as a kid came in handy. The momentI put the tattoo gun in my hand and brought my first drawing to life, I knew I had found myself. Travis had the same experience, and it was a no-brainer to start a business together. We worked our asses off and perfected our art, becoming sought-after tattoo artists. I get people from all over the world wanting me to ink them. I’ve trained everyone who works here and won’t hire anyone but the best.
“I think you will be very pleased with this one.” I wipe the last of the blood away and sit back to look at my finished art. Ethan has been slowly adding to his piece since I’ve been open. His whole back is now covered with several designs and pictures that tell his story.
You learn a lot about someone from the ink on their skin. It’s a map into their soul, revealing the hardest times they’ve endured and the strength they’ve had to overcome them, all the way to the happiest moments they never want to forget.
