Flaming Ace Of Spades Tattoo Novels & Stories

Flames of desire He cupped her breast with his hands as he aggressively devoured her nipples with his mouth, one after another. "Oh fuck," she moaned and slid her hands down his chest to the taut line of his abdomen, and made every muscle that made him manly ache for her even more, he rolled his tongue in circular motion around her nipples and sent more shivers down her spine.

And I was left unsure, Do I stay here, awkward and shaken? Or just keep walking like none of this happened? But then... The shirtless man walked toward Rafael. I tried not to look. I tried. But my eyes betrayed me. And when they landed on his abdomen, I froze. Right there, inked into his skin, was a tattoo. Ace of Spades. Lower left abdomen. I knew that symbol. Not many had it. Not many had the exact tattoo on the exact spot. That mark was tied to a history I'd buried. Six feet deep. Something I'd forced myself to forget.

He knew she was watching him, but he carelessly let the towel wrapped around his lower body fall away in front of her. His broad, muscular back was exposed before her green eyes. It was perfectly sculpted, and the size of his back was so breathtaking that she was left speechless. Sierra then stepped forward slowly, her green eyes staring wildly at his broad back, which had a tattoo on the left side. A wild and majestic lion’s head tattoo. “Are you sure you want to kick me out, Ace? I can help—” “Get out!” he barked. His outburst halted her hand mid-air, though she had intended to wrap her arms around his muscular body from behind. But his blunt rejection made her change her mind.

And what I see has my eyes going wide as I suck in air. “What? What is it? Is it a bad burn?” he asks, looking down and trying to see what I see. When he sees, he frowns. “What is that?” “Mutual submission, like I said,” Phoenix says. Ajax’s chest from his neck to his groin and across both arms to his elbows is covered in an image of a phoenix in flight. Her tail feathers even extend down his thighs on both sides. It’s as if she’s tattooed his entire body with her image.

He then saw the middle-aged man pull out a fourth ace with his other hand. “When my left and right hands go near each other, the bomb will explode and blow you up!” Javier was stupefied. He was in such a daze that it felt worse than having someone hammering the back of his head. Right after that, though, he felt tidal rage. F*ck the man! He was trying to blow up the inn with four aces?! While he was burning from fury, the middle-aged man tossed an ace on the bar and warned him fiercely. “This is my last warning to you. Stop being a busybody from now on, or I’ll send three other aces here to blow your place up!”

I carry my face from his chest slowly and carefully, not to wake him up I roll over and lie on my side. I admire his sinful beauty, if I can just touch it once more. That's right I can touch it, after all he's sleeping. I flatten my palm on his chest and feel each rhythmic movement his chest makes when he breathes. I outline his body with my hands, over the six divisions on his belly to the tattoo on his chest. I remember when he got that, I came back tired from the classes I had and he came into my house grinning like he just won a lottery. He made me close my eyes, trust me I still cheated, opening my eyes slightly to try to take peaks of whatever surprise he was bringing up. When I opened

She smiled with amusement when she remembered how she accused Blaze that he is not trustworthy. She let her fingers travel down his exposed chest and down towards his chiseled abs. The blanket is polled around his waist, leaving his torso exposed. He is the most handsome man she has ever seen. With his sun-kissed olive tone and strong handsome features, he always makes her heart beat faster whenever she lays her eyes on him. She laid her head on his chest and looked at the tattoo on his chest with new eyes. 'So this is the mating tattoo. I need to find where mine is on my body' she thought and she traced the tattoo which is a woman with wings nestled in between the black dragon wings, which

"How dare you parade your conquests like this?" Ace's gaze falters. Guilt flashes across his face before he looks away. I take a menacing step closer, my eyes blazing. "How could you be so ruthless? At least show Aura some respect by washing off the stench of your indulgence. Can't you see how broken she is? I thought you loved her?" "You don't understand, Xzen, so please leave my way." Ace defends, his hands fisted beside him. But my eyes widen in shock when my attention is suddenly drawn to the mate mark on his neck – a mark that shouldn't be there.

Since I was a tattoo artist, I liked to have a bunch of my own work available for people to chose from. This one was of a Phoenix. The wings were spread wide with fire around him. I was so lost in the shadowing that I didn’t see or feel Ace approaching. “SHIT!” I yelled as he tapped my shoulder, causing me to jump. He sat down across from me. I saw his eyes examine my lip and my knuckles. It made me slightly uncomfortable but loved as well. “You okay?” “Always am.” I said as I out my music away. “Kristen.” Anytime someone uses my full name, I know they are serious.

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.