I was going through a whirlwind of emotions before entering a tattoo shop. I had been planning to get a tattoo for so long. But I am always afraid of needles and today I decided not only to face my fear but to overcome it. I finally selected to ink my skin with the initials of my name and my husband-to-be.

I decided to get the initials at the back of my neck. This would be a symbol of our everlasting love for each other. The moment I entered the shop, my eyes landed on the different tattoos displayed on the walls. Some tattoos were colorful and some were black. I got to know they have different artists for black and colored ink.

I finally passed my first exam to decide whether to have black or colored ink on my skin. The atmosphere in the shop was a bit different but good. A hum of needles while artists were using them to engrave tattoos and the smell of antiseptics hit my nostrils. The girl at the front desk sent me to another table where they had samples of black ink.

The girl smiled, her arms covered in ink. "How can I help you?"

I smiled back and showed her my receipt. "I have an appointment with Alex."

She nodded and took my receipt. "Excellent decision. Alex is the most experienced artist in our shop and he is phenomenal in his job."

She pointed at the plush seat. "Sit here and wait for a while, please."

I asked. "How long should I wait?"

The girl was about to turn around. " Just a bit because Alex is about to finish with a client."

I smiled and nodded. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I walked over to the plush seat and started waiting for my tattoo artist. I smiled and picked up my phone when my screen showed Dane's name. "Right on time."

Dane chuckled. "So you got the tattoo or are you waiting for it?"

I sighed. "I am waiting for the artist; he is with another client."

Dane asked. "What did you select for the tattoo?"

I squeezed my eyes because, before coming to the shop, I had already made up my mind for the initials. But I didn't tell Dane about it because I wanted to give him a surprise. I only decided on the black color of the ink in the shop. "Yeah, I did."

Dane's excitement is reflected in his tone. "Really, so why are you not telling me?"

I giggled. "I am planning to surprise you."

Dane sighed. "I can't wait for the surprise."

While I was talking to Dane, I realized someone was coming to the room, so I told him I'd call him after I got the tattoo. My breath stuck in my throat when the curtain was parted and a towering figure entered the room. I stood up in fear because his personality was hostile, cold, and unfriendly.

When he looked at me, my heart skipped a beat. "Lily?"

I nodded because I couldn't say a word as I felt thorns in my throat. His bulging arms and neck were covered in ink. I rubbed my throat to breathe. "And you are?"

He smirked. "I am Alex."

Okay, his aura is dark, intense, and sexy. I didn't know how I was going to let him tattoo my skin without fantasizing about him all over me. I giggled in my heart. Maybe it will help me get through the pain.

Alex pointed me at the recliner. "Sit there." I nodded and sat on it.

Alex dragged one of the plush chairs towards the recliner and sat on it. "Have you decided what you want on your skin?"

I nodded. Alex asked. "What do you want me to do and where?"

I want your hands all over my body. I said it in my heart but the way he looked at me, it felt like he heard. I shook my head. "I want the initials of my fiance and mine. D. and L."

Alex, with his rigid face, nodded. "Where do you want it?"

I pointed at the back of my neck. "There."

Alex immediately stood up and I flinched because of his sudden action. He raised his brow and asked. "What happened?"

I shook my head. Alex turned around, walked over to a table, and grabbed his stuff to use on my skin. While cleaning his machine, he asked. "Take off your shirt."

I was taken aback and my eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

Alex was not looking at me and repeated. "I said take off your shirt."

Anger coursed through me. "Are you outta your mind?"

Alex looked at me. "Tell me another way: how should I ink your body?"

I clenched my jaw. "You could have asked nicely."

Alex shrugged. "Yeah, I could have but you wouldn't have liked it."

I squinted. "What?"

Alex resumed cleaning his machine. "You like a rough tone."

I was looking at him but couldn't say anything. He walked up to me and put his machine on the table. He smirked and then shook his head. I didn't know what he was planning to do but when he grabbed my hand and reached for the hem of my shirt, I loved it. When he pulled my shirt over my head, It was as if he was using my hand to grant his wish. He had my hand in his hands and was using it. He placed my shirt on another chair and sat behind me, his inner thighs brushing my ass.

I couldn't help but steal glances at Alex. with a mirror set on the recliner. I settled into a position, admiring his perfectly toned body and ink-covered skin. The moment a needle touched my skin. There were a few moments when I had to remind myself that Alex is not the reason I came here. Dane is the reason I came here to surprise him by tattooing the initials of our names. A thrill coursed through me. I spent the most teasing three hours of my life.

When Alex was busy with his job, I was planning to break this eerie silence between us. There was a sound from the machine that echoed in the room for the first half an hour. Then I cleared my throat and started talking to him. I discovered that he was not only a talented artist but also a guitarist in a band. I told him that my wedding would be this week. My urge for him grew stronger as we spent more time close to each other.

His every touch at the back of my neck sent shivers down my spine. I felt the heat flood through my veins as his hands moved over my body, and I did everything in my power to prevent the pressure from building up in my muscles. I didn't want him to see me scream out in pleasure, so I tried my best to keep it from happening.

I managed to keep my attention on the reason for my visit, even if the intensity of my desire for Alex continued to become more intense. I took several deep breaths to calm my racing heart and stop the building tide of the urge to kiss his perfectly full lips. I was determined to push away any distractions that might be hindering my peace.

When my panties didn't stop melting for Alex, I closed my eyes and started thinking about Dane and me. I was thinking about how Dane would react to my surprise. I also decided to buy a customized pendant that would have our initials. I started feeling proud to make these efforts for our relationship.

I was overwhelmed with my thoughts about Dane and it truly helped me to take my mind off of Alex. I was more thinking about the reminders of our profound love and I was brought back to reality when the machine stopped working on my skin. Alex was still sitting so close to me that I was feeling the warmth of his breath on my neck.

I knew our faces would be very close to each other if I turned around, so, to avoid such a situation, I didn't do it. I waited for a few moments and then lifted my head. "What happened?"

Alex sighed and stood up. "It's done."

My heart sank because I was not ready to go away from him. "I want another tatto."

Alex turned around, holding his machine. "You've gotta take another appointment for that." His tone was icy but I loved it.

Alex was looking at me and I don't know from where that confidence came into me. I sat up, lifted my bra a bit, and traced my finger beneath my left breast. "I want my name, right here."

I licked my lower lip when he looked at me and then beneath my breast. Alex tilted his head and raised his brow. "You need to take off your bra for this tattoo."

Alex was about to turn around but I moved my hands to the back and unclasped my bra without any hesitation. Alex's eyes were fixed on my body. His machine was about to fall to the floor but he managed to keep it on a nearby table. I bit my lip while looking at him. I covered my breasts with my arm and tossed my bra on a chair where my shirt was placed. "Do I still need an appointment?"

Alex tipped his head, picked up his machine from a table, and walked over to me. "Lean back."

I didn't take my eyes off him and spread my legs before I leaned back on the chair. Alex bent his knees and sat on the floor between my legs. He grabbed me by the ribs and traced exactly the same spot on my skin where I had asked him to ink it. "Here?"

When I nodded, he gave me a sneer and then began tattooing my name. I had a strong need for him to pop my pebble because his mouth was so close to my left breast, but I ignored that instinct and instead caressed my globes. I didn't realize that I was doing that until Alex cleared his throat. "You don't need to caress them but rather cover them with your hands."

His comment surprised me, and in a moment of uncertainty or shame, my hands flew away from my body. There was a gasp that slipped from my mouth as a result of what I had done. Alex did not take advantage of the situation; rather, he looked me in the eyes, held my hands, and placed them back on my breasts.

Even though he was acting like a gentleman, I should have been delighted about it. The greatest part of my heart was upset that he didn't even look at them. I wanted to ask him so desperately why on earth he didn't find my body appealing, but before I could even utter a word, Alex looked at me. "There is no need to get embarrassed. It is now over, so just relax and take it easy."

I stared back into his eyes. "With your comment, there are two questions that popped up in my mind."

Alex chuckled. "Hit me with them."

I nodded. "Alright, the first question is: who told you that I am embarrassed?"

Alex paused. "Don't you?"

I shook my head. "Rather disappointed."

Alex asked. "Why disappointed?"

I eventually groaned and muttered. "You didn't even look at them."

Alex did not glance at me. "And the second question?"

I asked. "The way you handled the situation, it seemed that used to happen a lot so exactly how many times has it happened with you?"

Alex replied. "I looked at them; your globes were so tempting that I was on the verge of putting one in my mouth if I were to touch them. That's why I didn't touch them."

I inquired. "What If I Tell You I Want You To Do That?"

Alex while inking my skin. "I don't mix work with pleasure."

I have never met a more icy person than Alex in my life. But I still don't understand why my body is getting hot for him. The tattoo was finished at long last, after three hours that seemed simultaneously endless and fleeting. When I looked in the mirror, there it was: our combined initials permanently engraved into the skin of my neck. It worked out beautifully. I turned to Alex, my eyes brimming with both appreciation and a trace of melancholy.

Alex stood up and I thought he was going to put his machine on a table and get ready for his next client. I looked at the chair and couldn't find my bra. I started looking beneath the chair, thinking it might fall. I jolted back when I heard the lock on the door. I thought the door was locked and now Alex has unlocked it so that I can go out.

As I was searching for my clothes, I heard Alex clear his throat. I didn't look back and continued to find my clothes here and there, keeping my arm over my breasts. When Alex called my name, "Lily."

I turned around and he was wearing a mischievous grin and rotating my bra in his hands. I tipped my head and realized that the door had been locked.

I stood up, walked up to him, and tried to snatch my bra with one hand but he grabbed me and shoved me against the door. Before I could say anything, his lips smashed into mine, and he immediately took control of my mouth as if it were his sole purpose in life. I closed my eyes and let him play with my lips and his hands, moving up and down to my waist.

Alex was perfectly fulfilling my 6-hour pent-up desires. My one hand is still on my breasts and the other on his neck. When Alex broke the kiss, I opened my eyes and smirked. "What about that I don't mix work with pleasure?"

Alex kissed me and lifted me into his strong arms. He walked up to the recliner and placed me on it. He lifted my arms and tied them to a recliner with my bra.

Alex looked at me. "I have finished my work and now it's my free time. Since you are no longer my client, I can take a break."

Alex, with a firm grip on my left breast, sensually took a pebble into his mouth while his other hand explored the depths of my desire. I moaned loudly.

The man displayed impressive skills, simultaneously using his tongue and finger to provide pleasurable sensations. With closed eyes, I experienced a euphoric sensation. After a few blissful strokes and shoves, tears welled up in my eyes as I let go of all the hours of pent-up emotions in his fingers.

His hand was covered in my white stream, and he sensually brought his finger to his lips, sucking it clean. As I saw his intimate act, a surge of desire surged through my body. Alex sensed my desire and he swiftly removed his belt and pulled down his jeans and briefs. My eyes widened when his hard member sprang out. Once again, my breath stuck in my throat and Alex sensed it.

Alex smirked and asked. "Afraid?"

I looked at him and shook my head. "Eager to have it.

Alex nodded, pulled down my yoga pants, and threw them on the floor. He set himself between my legs and the head of his hard shaft. Alex looked at me and tipped his head to ask for my concern.

I smiled and nodded to grant him my silent permission. The moment he started slamming his essence into my wet core, my eyes began to close, and I was overwhelmed with pleasure. My tight depths devour his Kraken in no time. He stopped once he was fully inside me. Alex looked at me and sighed. My hands were already tied to the recliner but still, I clenched my fists.

He started moving his ass against my throbbing core and pleasure started to spread in my body. My muscles clenched and tension started to build in my lower part. My body started to synch with his rhythm. With the energy and passion, we shared, we created a beautiful symphony.

I felt like my head and mind were going to explode due to an excess of pleasure in my veins. A weak attempt to tell him. "I am so near.... I am.."

I didn't even complete my sentence when I reached the crescendo. I screamed and spilled my juice on his dick. I heard another thunder right after my scream and felt a gush of hot liquid hit my cervix. Both collapsed in a recliner.

When I came back to my senses, my hands were untied, and I sat up and slipped myself into my clothes. Alex was standing, resting his body against the doorway.

I was in the process of gathering my belongings when Alex approached me and told me that we would keep our secret hidden in this room. I smiled and walked out of the shop. I wasn't smiling because of my two beautiful tattoos. I was smiling due to my exciting and thrilling experience.

I can't wait to get my third tattoo from Alex. I looked at my phone and dialed Dane.

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