A tiny whimper escapes and I hold my breath, wondering if Gia is going to laugh or give any indication that she knows what just happened, but she goes on working diligently on my tattoo — seemingly lost in her art and being a complete professional.
ChapterTwo
CONOR
Staring up at my deviant wife, I watch the relief wash over her beautiful face as Gia finally says those words she’s been waiting for.
“All done.”
“Really?” Jessie breathes.
“Yup.” Gia holds up a small mirror and Jessie cranes her neck so she can see the work of art that’s just been permanently tattooed onto her shoulder. I look too. It’s fucking perfect, just like her.
“Oh,” Jessie gasps. “I love it, Gia. It’s beautiful.”
“It looks hot,” Gia says with a proud grin. “Just let me cover it.”
Gia cleans Jessie up and takes a clear plastic wrap that’s also used for burns from the table beside her and places it on Jessie’s shoulder. She always covers her tattoos with them and they work way more effectively than anything else I’ve seen. You just leave it on for a few days and then peel it off, leaving a perfect tattoo with no scabbing.
The smile on Jessie’s face makes my cock throb inside her. I’m so fucking proud of her. I’m also pissed that she made us both come in front of Gia. I mean what the fuck was that thing she did with the squeezing? I had no fucking control at all. She took it all.
She played me.
She looks down at me, her face flushed pink and her eyes shining with happiness. My cock is still inside her and I’m still hard as fuck.
“Gia, I’m gonna need you to go,” I grunt.
“Okay,” she says as she starts collecting her stuff. “So, Jessie, you’re gonna need to-”
“Now, Gia!”
She turns and blinks at me. “I need to go through the aftercare.”
“Pretty sure I know how to take care of a tattoo,” I breathe out the words as my fingers dig into Jessie’s hips. Half my body is covered in ink.
“Fine,” she says with a sigh and roll of her eyes. “Just let me get my stuff.”
“I’ll have someone bring it to your studio,” I hiss, making Jessie giggle softly.
“Whatever,” she says with a shrug. “This was my last job before the holidays anyway. Have someone deliver it after ten tonight, yeah?”
“Will do,” I say, staring into Jessie’s bright blue eyes. She licks her lip and my balls twitch.
“Okay, well, Happy holidays, I guess,” Gia says with a soft laugh.
“Bye, Gia. Happy holidays and thanks again,” Jessie says sweetly, as though she’s not currently gripping my cock in her pussy.
“You’re welcome, girl.”
“Go!” I bark.
“I’m going,” Gia sighs and then makes her way out of my office. She turns and winks at Jessie before she leaves.
As soon as the door is closed I sigh with relief. “You are so gonna pay for that,” I say, grabbing the edge of Jessie’s dress and pulling it off over her head.
“Pay for what?” she purrs, fluttering her eyelashes at me.
God, I fucking love her.“For making me come in front of Gia.”