As I parked my car, I reached in my cup holder to grab my phone. I had one new text that read “hey when you get here go ahead and come through the back.” “Deep breath,” I thought to myself. I was so excited to see him again. Crazy to think this whole thing started because I wanted to pierce my nose. I could feel the warmth in my jeans. The thought of seeing him again was making me so wet and I hadn’t even seen him yet! I wasn’t nervous this time. I was excited. He was fun and made me feel sexy. After all that was the point of all this. I grabbed my purse, adjusted my ring and applied a quick coat of lipgloss before spritzing some perfume and heading toward the back door of the tattoo shop. “Hello hello!” I blurted and he popped his head though the curtain door to embrace me. His body felt so good against mine…Warm. I breathed in his scent, which was some sort of mint mixed with cologne and a hint of cigarettes. I felt the dampness in my jeans again, but this time it was accompanied by a poke against my thigh. He was already hard. “Oh my god,” I thought to myself. The mere thought of him wanting me half as badly as I wanted him was an insatiable one. I looked up at him, his large brown eyes and smile beaming back at me. I analyzed his face, It was kind, familiar, edgy.“ Take a seat, get comfy,” he said as I set down the bottle of Jameson on the back table. We each poured a shot. I settled my gaze at him once more between my black bangs as I set down the shot glass on the table. His piercing brown eyes held my gaze as his hand reached up to hold my face for a moment before he leaned in for a kiss. There was no containing my sexual desire for him. I dug my nails into his shoulder and grazed my hands across his tattoo covered skin. I leaned back onto the couch as I explored his mouth with my tongue. There was something extra sexy about feeling his lip piercings as we made out. “Oh my god,” he growled under his breath as I unfastened my bra and undid my jeans. I reached for his cock as he continued to kiss down my neck and chest, checking over his work and kissing my pierced nipples before continuing down to my pussy. “Mmmm you taste so good, fuck.” He said to me. I immediately felt by body wanting to orgasm, but I didn’t want to yet. I wanted to feel him, to enjoy every bit of him. Before I knew it, I could feel him enter me and stretch my pussy. I placed my leg on his shoulder as he fucked me hard and deep. “Fuck I’m gonnna cum,” he said. I let out a moan as I came. And I returned my gaze to him, fighting to catch my breath. “Fuck why was that so hot?” He continued. “Because you want me as much as I want you.” I replied to him. I poured us another shot. We sat in the back of the tattoo shop half dressed sipping Jameson and making out with wandering hands for the next couple of hours. He held my body close and firm and I could feel him against my leg again. “Remember, there is so much more to sex than just penetrative sex,” he said to me. “Close your eyes, feel me.” He said to me as his hands explored my shoulders, back and chest. I felt myself growing weak at his touch. Each movement intentional, sexy,and leaving me hungry for more. “What time is it?!” I asked him. “2 am,” he answered. “Oh shit, I’m sorry I have to go home” I said. I felt like Cinderella after the ball, rushing back to normalcy. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed. After all the saying does go “time flies when you’re having fun.”His response was “do one thing for me please, write about tonight.”