Their logo and company name were neatly typed on the face with the office number and direct numbers to each brother along with an address. I thought about calling them, but instead, my mind went some place dark and seductive. No, I was going to show up dressed to impress and surprise them. Today was going to be a good day.After running upstairs and putting on a little black dress and nude heels, I called a taxi and waited impatiently for its arrival. While I waited I pulled my hair into a high pony, pulling tendrils out to frame my face before applying light makeup to my eyes and nude matte lipstick. As I did so, my mind went wild with all the possibilities today held.It could really go two ways. One, I would walk in there and they'd be confused and surprised to see me, pushing me out the door as nicely as they could. Or, two, they would welcome me with open arms and put their mouths on all the right places. God, I hoped for the latter.In just two short days, the McCarthy brothers
I stopped in the doorway and watched the two brothers. They looked especially yummy today in professional clothes: slacks and button-ups. They were looking over a blue piece of paper on the table in front of them while I stood there and watched them work. It was spiking my arousal for them."Am I interrupting?" I finally asked, notifying them of my presence.They both stopped and looked up at me, a dark, brazen smile spread over Blair's face while Blake's eyes lit up like the fourth of July."It's a welcomed interruption," Blake replied, rounding the desk and lightly kissed my cheek. I watched as Blair just stood there, watching me intently as I interacted with his brother. What's that all about? His eyes were hooded and he crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back against the desk. I couldn't get a handle on how he was feeling, but I was nervous all of a sudden and felt like maybe I wasn't supposed to be here because Blair almost looked perturbed."You look amazing," Blake co
His hands slid down over my hips before I felt him reach between my legs and slip a finger across my wet lips. I sucked in a breath and bit my bottom lip while still watching Blake stroke himself in front of me. "You need to be fucked, don't you?" Blair rasped out again, his finger slipping farther back until he was at my entrance and slowly slipped inside of me.I gripped onto his forearm as he began to fuck me with his fingers. I was lightheaded and weak in his arms as I felt my orgasm already beginning to build. "Yes," I sighed out in a whisper. I wanted a cock inside of me right now; needed it. I didn't care whose it was, just as long as one of them filled me completely.With Blair's other hand, he began to undo his pants and moment later, I felt his cock slip between my thighs from behind as he removed his fingers from me. His cock head slid across my swollen clit as I cried out, reaching an arm around Blair's neck and leaning back into him.He wrapped an arm around my torso and
BLAKE'S POVI couldn't help but notice how tense Blair was, even after a mind-blowing orgasm we just had with Karen."What gives?" I asked, breaking the tension in the room. I really want to know what was up my brother's ass and why he was acting so strange.Blair dropped his pencil and looked over at me with an annoyed expression on his face. "I'm trying to get this shit done. This project has been a fucking nightmare from day one and you don't seem to care about it."I scoffed. "What do you mean? Of course I care about this project! This project is huge for us!" When Blair didn't reply right away I studied his face. "Seriously, what has you all wound up? You're normally pretty chill after you get your rocks off; Karen not doing it for you or something? I'd be happy to take her off your hands, if you want..." I knew this would piss him off and I hoped it did. I wanted some type of reaction from him."I'm fucking fine, and yes, Karen definitely does something for me. Can you just drop
"It is now or never"Panicking, l violently opened my dresser drawers and pulled all my contents out then shoved them into my large duffel bag. Through out the whole time my heart was pounding so hard and I thought it might burst. My thoughts were also jumbled with everything that could go wrong if l didn't hurry up.. I had no idea what I was throwing into my duffel bag but I didn't care either. As long as I had some type of clothes and a plan I would be fine. I never expected my life to turn out this way but nobody in their right mind would have. I was stuck in a relationship with a guy who had a heart made of ice and lived in a house that should be condemned according to state laws, but never was. Everyday was a living nightmare for me and I was done with all of it. I couldn't do this anymore. I only had a small window of time to escape and l was going to take it, even if my life was on the line. I couldn't stay here any longer and I wasn't going to. Prison was better than this p
"Good girl", He turned on his heel and left the room. Emotions filled my throat the moment, he closed the door behind his back. I was seconds away from sobbing like a little child. I wished I had never met Alex Michaels those five long years ago when my life changed forever.He had promised me a beautiful future that involved my dream of owning my own tattoo parlor. There were other more empty promises and he charmed me into falling in love with him. I had never claimed to be the smartest person in the world but I was feisty and didn't take shit from anyone. Well until when Alex Michaels walked into the restaurant I worked at five years ago. I heard his truck start back up and a moment later he was driving away. Knowing that he had left, i grabbed my duffel bag and finished shoving my clothes into it before I zipped it up and tossed it into the bed. I spun and stared into the closet at the shoebox. Alex would kill me if he knew what I was about to do but he couldn't find me, he could
"Cousin or not am not going to let any chick near my skin without seeing some of her work", I hissed out. My irritation was bubbling to the surface and aimed at Reena. "I don't want to be some chick's doodle book that looks like an art project gone bad". I heard a snort come from behind and turned to find who had just snorted at me. But when I saw who was standing there, I froze. The woman who had just snorted was the most beautiful brunette I had ever seen. She had legs and hips that I wanted to grip with my hands as I pound into her. Yes that was the first thought to flow in my head.I also noticed the tattoos lining up each of her arms and disappeared beneath a skin tank top that revealed perfectly sized perky breasts. Her eyes were big, round and a mesmerizing blue that almost looked grey from this far back. I finally noticed that she had a small nose ring and when my eyes landed on her plump lips I felt my dick swell in my pants.Shit! I needed to pull myself together. She wasn'
"So what are you thinking?", Her face was emotionless and her words came out in a melancholy tone.I wasn't sure how to reply to her because I always let Jackson have open reign on me and he did an amazing job keeping everything flowing through each piece. I had a full sleeve on my left arm and a lots of work done on my back. I never did large pieces but rather had small pieces done here and there, resulting in large pieces when they were all done. It gave me more time in the chair when I got one small piece at a time."Honestly , i have no idea", I lastly replied. Karen sighed and leaned back in her chair while staring at me. "You came in for a tattoo but yet you have no idea what you want?",I shook my head at her words. "I usually let Jackson have free reign on me. Like I said, he knew what I wanted and he worked every piece together", I lifted my sleeve up and revealed the large piece on my arm. "It wasn't done at one time. This is probably thirty different sessions", I tried to e