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needleandink) wrote2015-01-01 01:47 pm
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New Years Ink
Adrian learned very early in his career that the best way to avoid starting off the new year dealing with pissed off people was to stop work by ten on New Years Eve. And by stop work, he meant door shut, lights off, and a huge "not a chance" sign on the door.
Even his usual system of capturing inebriated clients clearly requesting whatever drunken ideas they thought fabulous while wearing beer goggles didn't seem to help on New Years Day. Nope. Instead, he closed up and spent the night ringing in the new year in a much better way, to his mind anyway.
Which is why he was able to open the shop at ten on new years day, put out the sign offering ten percent off all new ink, and settle at the counter with coffee and a smile.
Even his usual system of capturing inebriated clients clearly requesting whatever drunken ideas they thought fabulous while wearing beer goggles didn't seem to help on New Years Day. Nope. Instead, he closed up and spent the night ringing in the new year in a much better way, to his mind anyway.
Which is why he was able to open the shop at ten on new years day, put out the sign offering ten percent off all new ink, and settle at the counter with coffee and a smile.
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The words warmed him just as her actions heated his blood near to boiling. As much as he wanted to take hold of her hips and drive into her, he was just as content to let her set the pace. Content, hell, it drove him crazy when she took control, even when it was just a slow, soft ride. He loved flustering her, making her crazy with wanting him to the point of desperation for him, or times like Christmas when they ended up on counters, or against walls. Come to think of it, there wasn't a way he and Anna were together that he didn't love.
Still, looking up into her beautiful, flushed face, watching the way her body moved over him as she rode him, it was pretty close to fucking perfect.
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"You w-want me to go faster, don't you?" Anna asked quietly, her breath quickening as her chest rose and fell with each breath. She could tell from the way he looked at her sometimes, the things she'd do to him that would push him over the edge and the way he'd hold back, content to let her set the pace. And she wanted him slowly today, she wanted to feel his cock stroke inside her slowly until she was consumed by the fire burning inside her. "You can tell me what you want."
Anna touched his face gently, sighing happily as she sank back in the water and felt him deeper. Leaning back, she gasped as she felt his cock brush against where she wanted him so badly.
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"I want you, and I have you, that's all I need," Adrian countered, his fingers digging into her hips even as his thumb moved to her clit to rub it in time with that slow, delicious roll of her hips. "What I want is what I've got - you riding me, sighing for me, and above me where I can watch your beautiful face when you come for me."
He increased the pressure of thumb against clit and met her roll with a thrust of his own, deep inside her.