Novel & Cerita Reader Tattoo

Tonight, with the air thick with sex and Lena’s perfect body still trembling beside me, it felt like the best night to finally cross that line. Lena bit her lip, glancing between us. Then she gave a small, breathless nod. “It’s… okay. You can watch… or…” Riley let out a shaky laugh, setting her keys down. “You two look incredible together. That tattoo… damn, Jax.” She stepped closer, her eyes tracing the fresh ink on Lena’s lower belly and thigh. I reached out and pulled Lena into a slow kiss, my hand sliding down to gently stroke the sensitive skin around her new tattoo. She moaned softly into my mouth. Riley watched, transfixed, her hand unconsciously brushing over her own thigh.

Alex stared intently at the tattoo. “That’s strange. I’ve never seen anything like this before. Could it be a side effect of Raymond’s treatment?” Alex asked. “I haven’t asked him yet. But I think I’ll ask him tomorrow,” Anna replied. “Ask him and let me know what Raymond says.” “Alright,” Anna replied listlessly. *** “No treatment would cause a tattoo to appear, Your Majesty,” doctor Raymond replied when Anna showed him her palm. Despite his answer, doctor Raymond continued examining Anna’s hand. The confusion on his face is remarkably similar to Alex’s. He also tried to remember whether he had ever seen anything like this before.

"They stopped suddenly, too, as if he thought we were a...lost cause." Tristan's gaze met hers. "Was there anything else you can recall about the man tonight?" She went to shake her head, but then something flickered to mind. "He had a tattoo on his left pec, over his heart. It was about three inches long." She straightened, making Brady shift his hand to her hip. "I need something to draw on." Ceara stood and went to a shelf, bringing back a pad of paper and pen.

said Tucker, his black plaits hanging down his rippling back. “I will,” offered the tattooed Hayden. Removing his jacket, the delicate inking down his arms was on full display. His forearms were a menagerie of every animal and bird, all gently entwined in delicate ivy and branches. “Oh thank you so much!” Naomi simpered before putting her fists up and bouncing so her tits jiggled. /Unfair advantage right there/ Rush complained remembering how easily we were fooled as teens. Repeatedly.

Between them, in elegant black script, sat the tattoo: CW His striking glassy gray eyes darkened as he stared. “There’s another one,” I said, voice turning low and teasing. “On my hip bone. Want to see that too?” He nodded once. I stood, unzipped the prison trousers, and nudged them down just enough to reveal the smooth skin of my hip. The second tattoo read CROWE in the same beautiful lettering, right above the delicate line of my v-cut. “I can’t see it properly,” Ryker murmured, his voice dropping. “Come closer.”

“is just for fun.” Heat climbed up my neck. “And what’s the fun one supposed to mean?” “You’d have to find out for yourself.” His voice dipped low again, and I swore my heart skipped. One of his friends Ryan grin leaned in then, resting an elbow on the table. “You’re not the only one with ink worth showing off,” he said, tugging up his own sleeve. The tattoo was intricate, swirling with roses and blades, like beauty tangled with danger. The other two joined in, each showing me their designs a phoenix across one’s back that peeked over his collar, a serpent winding down another’s arm in precise, dangerous curves.

“You own this place, right?” “Yep.” “You do any of your own tattoos?” “No. Mine have all been done by other people.” She reached out to trace one of his tattoos with a forefinger. He was so surprised that he didn’t even move away at first. “I like this one,” she said, running her fingers over the number ‘75’ on his Ranger’s tattoo. “You were a Ranger for real?” He jerked back. “Yeah. For real.” “No shit.” She smiled, slow and sexy. “That’s hot.”

"Don't mention my name." Ravi kept moving, his knees sinking deeper into the mattress while Raymond moved along. Raymond's eyes pleaded with Ravi, and Ravi knew what the man wanted from him. Ravi's hands pressed against Raymond's chest, and in a swift motion, he moved upward, removing the shirt clinging to the man, revealing a natural tattoo with Ravi's name engraved there. Ravi ran his fingers over it, eliciting a moan from Raymond's lips. "Ravi... Ravi, something's about to come out."

Her eyes were red and puffy as she covered her face. "Raine, don't do anything stupid." Charlie reached for her, and as she moved, a tattoo peeked out from her collar—a sleek arrow with a bold C inked into it. Something clicked. Charlie had a similar tattoo on his chest, a Cupid-like design. When I asked about it, he brushed it off. Just for fun, he'd said. He always swore Raine was like a sister.

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