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The outline tookseveral hours to complete with minimal interruptions for water, a snack, and a bathroom break. Lexi had been on her best behavior and deserved her reward.

By the time we were finished, everyone had gone for the day. I took my time cleaning her freshly tattooed skin.

“All finished for today. Wanna take a look?” I gestured toward the mirror.

“Already? Damn, that wasn’t bad at all.” She jumped up off the table, wrapping the sheet loosely around herself. As she stood in front of the mirror and let the sheet fall open, she grinned. I moved to stand behind her as she examined my work.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

She looked up at me through the mirror. “Like it? Brandon, I fucking love it.” The smile that broke out over her face was so real, I couldn’t help but return it with my own.

“I’m glad.” I turned and patted the table. “Now hop back up so I can cover it.”

“Yes, sir,” she purred.Oh fuck me, that went straight to my dick.Since I told her to be a good girl, I’d been able to keephimin check, but since her tattoo was finished, all bets were off, apparently. I made quick work of covering her tattoo with SecondSkin.

“Is anyone else here?” she asked as she propped herself up on her elbows.

“It’s just us,” I answered in a growl.

“Well, was I a good girl?” she asked, and then bit her lower lip. As if summoned by the devil himself, my dick strained against the zipper of my jeans.

Let me preface this next part by saying I had never fucked someone in my shop. Up until that moment, the thought of doing so had never even crossed my mind. I mean, it’s gotta be some sort of health code violation or something, right? Didn’t matter—I was about to give Lexi her much-deserved reward.

“You were such a good girl, Lexi.” I pulled on the sheet slightly to expose her.

She gasped and brought her hand to her mouth, feigning shock. “Oh my God, what are you doing? I just came in here for a tattoo.” She tried to keep a straight face but failed. “This seems very unprofessional.” She was so damn cute.

My gaze drifted between her legs, and I think my heart stopped. I’d seen her bare before, but seeing her like this, in this environment, hit differently. I licked my lips and ran a hand up the inside of her non-tattooed thigh, stopping before the apex. She leaned into the touch and made a sound that almost unraveled what was left of my self-control.

“Patience, Sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes. “Ever heard of a quicky? You know, wham, bam, thank you ma’am?”

I couldn’t help the laugh that burst out of me. “Jesus, Lexi. Can’t a guy take his time and enjoy watching you squirm a little before getting you off?” I continued to stroke her everywhere but where she wanted me. “Don’t be a brat. You know what happens when you are.”

“What, you’ll make me come even harder? Oh, darn.”

Fucking Lexi—always with the sass. Then it was my turn to roll my eyes. While I wanted to torture her some more and drag this out, her smart ass mouth had me painfully hard and unable to hold myself back anymore.

I leaned down and, without warning, swiped my tongue through her center and then nipped her thigh. “Hmm, so wet for me,” I murmured against her leg.

“Yes, Brandon, please. I need to come.”

“Already?”

“I’ve wanted this all day,” she confessed.

“Really?”

She closed her eyes before she spoke again, like she couldn’t look me in the eye to say what she needed to say. “Yes. As much as it pains me to admit, Brandon, I am veryattracted to you, and having you touch me all day with no payoff has been absolute torture.” Her eyes opened. “Now, I’m gonna need you to let me come. I’ve been a good girl, and I think we both deserve it.”

She made a pretty convincing argument, so I dove back in between her legs, taking my time to keep her right on the edge. She squirmed beneath my touch as I worked her to the brink and then backed off again.

“Please,” she begged.

Without warning, I nipped her clit and sucked it into my mouth. Her hips bucked off the table, and she cried out. I thrust two fingers into her, causing her to come hard, soaking my face and the table below her.

“Oh my God, Brandon, fuck!” she screamed, but I didn’t let up. I kept finger fucking her right into another forceful orgasm while continuing my clit focused assault.