"Yeah I don't know what to get her. I'm completely fucking lost." I wipe the ink away from Vikki's thigh before continuing with the piece. "It's her first birthday with us being together, so I want it to be special."

"You like this girl an awful lot, don't you?"

I don't look up at her. "I don't just like Monica, I love her."

"So you've said a million times. I just don't understand being in love with someone you just met. It makes no sense to me." I can't imagine love means much to someone like Vikki. She jumps from bed to bed, leaving feelings at the door.

"It's a good thing it doesn't have to make sense to you, then." Vikki's always been the more levelheaded of the two of us whereas I'm more impulsive. My impulsivity landed her a job here with me though.

"You know," she pops her gum, "she really is hot though." I pause and glance up to see her looking at her phone. "That tit and eye combination though, mm mm mmmm. Delicious. Bet she tastes delectable."

"She doesn't play for your team." At least I don't think she does. She didn't give me the vibe that she goes both ways.

Vikki gives me her notorious cocky smile. "Oh she hasn't met me, lover boy. If she thought your tongue game was on point then she'd be in heaven with me." As if to accentuate the point she rolls her tongue over her lips. "I'd put your weak ass tongue-punching to shame."

"Welp, looks like you'll be finishing this piece yourself." I point down at her half-done tattoo.

"Oh take a joke, Boston. I won't eat your girl out. Not unless she wants me to, that is. If she asks I'll be happy to give her a proper seat." Seat on her face.

"If that ever did happen just remember my cock has been all up and over that pussy. That it's had my hot sticky cum all inside of it." She grimaces. "Yeah, think about that every time you think about my girl's pussy being in your mouth."

"You're fucking disgusting." She clicks her phone off and pockets it. "And did you just say you boned her without a condom and came in her?"

"May have happened a few times, yeah." I've been trying not to think about it because all it does is give me anxiety.

You are way too young to be a father. Don't I know it. My father was my age when he and my mother had me though so... No. She's on birth control. But what if she still gets pregnant? Fuck. I'm such an idiooot.

"Boston?"

"Huh?"

"You are zoning the fuck out with a tattoo gun right above my thigh." Right. "You want to call it a night? It's been a long ass day."

"I'll finish the outline and then I think I'm going to go home. You're right it's been a long day." I pick up where I left off.

"You're worried you knocked her up, aren't you?" I try not to flinch away from her words. "Probably shouldn't have raw dogged her then."

"You know Vikki, you're not fucking helping." I let out a sigh of frustration. "Anyway, forget about that. She's on birth control so I'm not going to worry about it." She doesn't say anything to that for a little while which is entirely unnerving because she usually can't stop talking. "You're too quiet. It's weird."

"I'm just thinking about your birthday present situation." Interesting because her tone would suggest she's thinking about something else.

"What about it? Please tell me you have an idea of what I should get her since it's only a week and a half away." I was a mixture of panic and excitement. Panic because I don't know what to get her and I'm scared I may have given her a child. Excited because I can't wait to have her in my arms again.

"Well, it sounds like you may have already given her quite the birthday present."

"If you say that I gave her a child—"

"You said it, not me."

✩✩✩

I open my front door, feeling the irritation flowing through me from my earlier conversation with Vikki. I want to bring it up with Monica but I don't know how to go about doing that. I grab my phone out of my pocket to see I have several missed text messages from her.

I groan out after opening them because there she is, topless, her arm just covering her perky tits. "Fucking hell, Mon." There's another one with her lying on her bed, tummy down, teasing me with a glimpse of her tits and naked ass. She's butt naked. I check the time it was sent and it was five minutes ago.

I click on her name and put the phone to my ear, waiting to hear her beautiful voice. Two rings in she answers, "hey there handsome."

"Hey there yourself. You trying to kill me over here?" She lets out a giggle. "You're so fucking beautiful, Monica. I miss that gorgeous body so fucking much. I miss fucking you so fucking much."

"Oh do you, now?"

"I do." Which also brings me to another point that will surely ruin the mood. I blow out a deep breath. "Hey Mon?"

"Yeah?"

"Uhm, I have a question. I know we haven't talked about it but it's something that's been uh, well."

"What? What is it?" She sounds a bit panicky.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" Way to just go and blurt it out. "Sorry, I don't know how to ask that. It's just well... you know. I uhm... inside of you multiple times."

"No, Boston, I am not pregnant." She lets out a little chuckle.

"You're sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive. Remember two weeks back you were asking why I wasn't my usual self?"

"Yeah." It's quiet for a moment and then it registers to me. "Ohhh okay. You had your time of the month or whatever."

"Exactly. I'm not carrying our love child." A wave of relief washes over me but soon after so does a wave of disappointment.

What the fuck is that all about? I'm way too young to be a father. Way way way too young.

"You still naked?" Change of fucking topic.

"Maybe."

"You thinking about me, Cherry?"

"You're the one with the naughty pictures. Are you thinking about me?" I put her on speaker and then flip back to look at them.

"You know I want one without your arms covering you or the bed hiding you. I want to see those big beautiful tits." I also want to nip and suck on them again, squeeze them in my hands.

"You like my tits?" Mmm hearing her say the word like that turns me on. An image flashes in my mind and it's one that I'm not going to be able to let go of until it happens.

Here goes nothing...

"I love your tits so much I want to fuck them." There's silence on the other end of the phone. "Would you let me do that to you?" Please say yes.

"Yes." Yes! "I'd let you do pretty much anything to me." A smirk splays itself on my face.

"Even your ass?" I've never done anal but fuck it. If we're on the topic of doing anything and everything.

"Mmm no." Dammit. "But tits— yes."

"Not even one time? Like what if I work you up to it?" Why am I so interested in doing this now?

"You're pushing your luck. I'm not having that big dick of yours in my ass." Okay, but that was still an ego boost.

"You never know, you might like it. Don't knock it until you try it, baby."

"Have you ever tried it?

"No, I've never had anal sex but you threw out that you'd be down for anything and—"

"I said pretty much anything. Excluding a dick in my ass."

"It's going to happen."

"No. No it's not."

"It's another fiiiirst. For boooth of uuuus." Shes quiet for a moment and I feel like maybe I pushed the topic a bit much. "Hey, I'm sorry. I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I was just joking around."

"No, I was quiet because I was actually thinking about it." Oh. It's my turn to not know how to respond. "You know some of those girls in porn make it seem unrealistically easy."

"That's because they're being paid and have a bottle full of lube up their booty." She snorts out a laugh at that. "And hey, you watching porn without me?"

"We could watch it together. That's weird though, right? Like that'd be weird." No that would be wicked fucking hot. I grab the hard-on in my pants just thinking about it. "Oh my god, it's weird, isn't it?"

"No, it's hot. I'm hard as hell right now thinking about it."

"I'm kinda picky with it though. I mostly like reading erotica. Hotter than porn usually."

"You would get turned on by words."

"I'll read it to you sometime, I'm sure you'll get turned on by the words too." That's a hard maybe. I'm more of a visual person but I'm not going to argue the point of her reading filthy things to me. "I've found one I think could be watchable."

"You're scrolling through porn while on the phone with me?"

"Yes." God, I love her. "So you want to watch it together or no?"

"Hell yes I do."

"Then grab your laptop and whip your dick out." I burst out laughing at that.

"Baby, what have I done to you?" More laughter tears out of me. "I've completely corrupted you."

"I blame it on you and Marcella. That girl is just a bucket of filth. Though she has opened my world up a bit."

"Well, I'll have to thank her the next time I see her." I head in the direction of my bedroom, scooping up my laptop as I do. "Alright, what's the site? What's the name? I'm ready for some naughty time."

She tells me the names as I strip down and then get comfy in the bed. I type them up and then lean back.

A/N:
I know, another naughty cliffhanger. I promise the next chapter will bring the satisfaction.