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“Damn straight I will. I won’t even need a contraption like that though. I’ll just be able to hold them. I’m manly and strong like that.”

She snorts. “You’re ridiculous.”

Knight comes forward and sticks out a hand. “Hey man, thanks for coming. My Junebug told me a bit of your story. It’s an honor. I served too. Army Ranger.” He nods.

“Thank you for having an appointment for me. Your biomechanical tats are well known in the wounded vet community.”

He just nods. “I’ve got some sketches drawn out for you, or we can just go with a basic echo of your prosthesis. Completely up to you.”

“Let’s see the sketches,” Kelli says.

“Yeah,” I agree.

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Several hours later I’ve got part one of my back calf tattoo done. We’ll have to come back in a few months to get it finished up. But even as it is now, it looks amazing.

By the time we get to our hotel, I’m exhausted. I’ve been riding an adrenaline high all day and like a kid after a sugar crash, I’ve hit bottom.

“I’ll reschedule our flight for a couple of hours later so we can get more sleep,” Kelli says as we step into the hotel room.

She’s so thoughtful like that. Always doing little things to take care of me.

I pull her into a hug. “I love you and I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’ll never have to find out because I’m not going anywhere. Not even your super hot tattoo artist could tempt me away.”

I grin and squeeze her tighter.

“There is one thing though that I’ve been wanting to do all day,” Kelli says.

“What’s that?”

She grabs a pillow off one of the decorative chairs and tosses it on the floor in front of me, then she drops to her knees.

“Sexy and practical,” I say.

“Exactly. I’m a physical therapist, I’m not going to damage my knees on a hard floor just because I want to suck your cock.”

Goddamn this woman makes me hard.

She unzips my shorts and pulls me out and my dick is already weeping for her.

“You’ve been thinking about this all day?” I ask.

“Yeah. I don’t know why. Watching you get inked just turned me on.”

“I will get tattoos all over my body. You can come to every session.”

She rolls her eyes. Then she licks the head of my cock like it’s a goddamn lollipop, sucking off the precum as if it’s candy.

“You love that cock, kitten?”

“I do. I really do.”

“I told you it was made for your pleasure. You do whatever you want.”

“Hold my hair?” she asks.

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