“Ellie and Travis.” A younger woman waves us toward her room. She has inky black hair and sharp bangs that I love. She smiles as we approach, and that’s when I notice her dimple piercings. Ok, that’s hot.
I swivel to Travis. Surely his mouth must be watering at the hottie about to stab us in the nips, but no, his focus is straight ahead as we walk into the room. Completely oblivious.
“Are you guys doing this together?” she asks, closing the door.
“Yep,” I answer brightly.
“I love that. I’m Jess, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, Jess. I’m Ellie, that’s Travis.”
Travis tips his chin to her and sits on the chair in the corner, leaving the large chair in the center of the room open for me to go first.
“If you want to take a peek at the jewelry case over there.” Jess nods to the other side of the room. “I always suggest going with a standard barbell first, but there are a couple of options.”
I walk over, gazing at the variety of rings, bells, and hoops, and decide on a horizontal barbell with two small studs on the ends, while Travis chooses a basic silver bar. Just the thoughtof the simple jewelry through his flesh makes my mouth water.
“Nice choices,” Jess says.
I hop up on the chair and wait as she preps her station. “Should I take my shirt off now?”
“Yes. Bra, too,” she says, slipping on a pair of gloves.
I peek at Travis, who mouths “take it off” and grins at me. I shoot him an unimpressed look, then slide my overall straps off my shoulders and pull my shirt over my head, tossing it at his face. He catches it easily and chuckles. Unclasping my bra, I fling it at him next.
My nipples immediately harden in the chilly room. “Oh,” I say, a teeny bit embarrassed.
“Don’t worry,” Jess assures me. “That’s what we want them to do.”
“Oh, okay.” I giggle.
“Lie back for me.” I do as she says, and she wipes my chest down with some type of scrub. “Just relax, it’s not as bad as most people think.”
My attention fixates on the ceiling while she marks each nipple. “Check and make sure you’re good with that location.”
I sit up, staring at the large mirror in front of me. “Perfect.”
She produces a nipple clamp as I lie down again. “Ready?”
My heart rate skyrockets and my gaze seeks out Travis again. He must notice the slight panic on my face. He scoots his chair closer, taking my hand and squeezing it. “You got this, May.”
His hand is warm and gentle, and his thumb strokes my skin. A shaky breath eases out of me, my nerves settling a bit. “Ready.”
“You’re going to feel a pinch,” she warns right before the needle pierces my flesh. I clench my teeth, preparing for a world of pain, but laugh when it’s over. It wasn’t bad at all.Seriously, I think I’ve had my nipples bitten harder than that. “See, I told you.”
“Oh God, that w-was incredible.” I sputter, my adrenaline pumping wildly. She moves on to the next and it’s over in a flash. I sit up and move closer to the mirror for a better look. “I’m obsessed,” I say, admiring the sparkling bars.
Travis slides behind me, staring at me through the mirror. “Fuck,” he curses under his breath, eyes wide as they lock on my piercings.
I bite down on my lip in an attempt to keep my smile in. His head lifts, his heated gaze meeting mine. His normally pale blue eyes are a shade darker. He’s turned-on, and so am I. The combination of lingering adrenaline, loneliness, and the high from this is making my brain foggy. I want him to rip my dress off and bend me over this chair right now. Shit, I need to calm down.
“You’re up.” Jess pats the chair for Travis. He stares at me a second longer before whipping his shirt off and taking a seat. I get dressed and drop into the chair across from him, and when I glance up, he’s staring at his chest, frowning.
“Do they need to be hard?” he asks Jess.
“Yes, that’s ideal.”
He pinches his nipples and grunts. “Do something.” I can’t help the laugh that tumbles out as I watch him play with himself. His brows rise and he turns his attention to me. “Something funny?” I tuck my lips and shake my head. “Care to help, or are you just gonna sit there and laugh?”
