My stubborn girlfriend wouldn’t admit when the needle in her virgin skin hurt, only bit her lip or opened her mouth with her eyes clenched shut. She didn’t utter a peep, but I discovered her in-excruciating-pain-faces were a little too similar to her coming-apart-in-my-arms faces. Concentrating with my cock pushing against the zipper of my jeans was taxing.
“Almost done, sweetheart. Hang in there.” I wiped the extra ink and blood off of her arm and stood. The tattoo spanned from her elbow to her wrist, but she couldn’t see a thing lying flat. I stepped back and a slow grin split my mouth. It was fucking perfect.
“All right. Before I bandage you, take a look.”
I helped her sit up, knowing the headrush she’d get from laying down for so long.
“This is so cool!” Her widened eyes danced as she twisted her arm back and forth to get a closer look. “I can’t touch it, right?”
“Not for a few hours. Do you really like it?”
“It’s a writing quill that becomes a sword. What’s not to like?”
“I made that just for you. Designed it all myself.”
A blush spread on her cheeks as a shy smile lifted her lips. “I’m still Conquista?”
“Always myConquista,” I kissed her lips before draping her arm with ointment and wrapping it up. “Just be careful later. It may be a little sore.”
“That’s why I’m glad we’ll just be at your apartment after dinner. You can kiss the rest of me better.” Her brows waggled at me.
I growled as I taped up the last of the bandage. “After torturing me with orgasm faces for an hour, don’t joke about that.”
She burst out laughing. “Orgasm faces? I don’t have orgasm faces.”
“Oh, you do. Trust me, I can spot them pretty well.”
She giggled before standing. “I can’t wait to show Dad. Chris is going to lose it! If I want that special one, you’ll still do it for me?”
Just when my poor dick was starting to calm down, she had to bring up marking her.
“Rory said I could come back whenever I wanted. It’s not fair to take partial shifts from someone who needs to work full shifts.”
I was starting a graphic design class three nights per week on Monday. I couldn’t work at Falco’s, work here,andgo to school. I was wise enough to know my limits, or at least smart enough to listen to my girlfriend when she told me what they were.
Victoria loved her internship and couldn’t stop talking about it. Admittedly, when she brought up all the classic novels she was researching, I didn’t recognize any of the titles, but I could listen to her gush about it for hours. I loved her passion, both on the page and in my bed.Especially,in my bed. I wondered if her parents realized I was the “friend in the city” she stayed with sometimes. I’d bet they did, but as long as they never brought it up, neither would I.
My felony conviction had knocked me out of the running for the internship with Jonny, but he promised to write me a letter of recommendation for any other program I wanted to get into. As Gary said, my past was an obstacle, but not a roadblock if I didn’t want it to be.
I liked to think the comic book was what brought Victoria and I together, but I had no doubt we would have ended up there anyway. The green-eyed comic fan who was only supposed to take my banking information had grabbed my heart and had never given it back.
I had no plans to try to make another comic book professionally, but I worked on a personal one in private. I wouldn’t show Victoria until I asked her to marry me, which I intended to do right after she graduated. Maybe we were young, but I could cut off a limb easier than I could let go of Victoria. I didn’t see that ever changing.
“Are you sure your mom is okay with treating all of us tonight?”
“She said you all were her guests, and she was happy to do it and meet Mari and Sofia.” She looped her un-bandaged arm around my neck.
“So, your family can finally see how the three of you gang up on me?”
“We don’t gang up on you. So sensitive.” She shook her head and turned to grab her purse.
“I’ll show you sensitive.” I slapped her ass, her yelp and the loud smack echoing through the empty shop.
“We havetwothings to celebrate.” She leaned into me and kissed my chin.
“My college man turns twenty-two today.”
“We’ll eat, and then you can wish me a happy birthday, later.Naked.” I whispered in her ear and bit the lobe.
