The Present

I can see it. It starts to the left of his navel and curls down under the band of his jeans, a tribal waterfall of black ink so new it looks like velvet burnout.

I’ve gone through a roll before he opens his jeans, and when he tugs them down, his cock springs out, meaty and half-hard. I can’t resist. While posing him, I lean in and take it in my hand, squeeze until it’s standing arrow-straight.

I force his jeans down, get a picture of the new design, which goes all the way to his knee. It’s the only picture I get of it.

He grabs my hair, hips arching forward, and his cock grazes my cheek. I turn, take it into my mouth, drooling at the taste of him, sucking down until he’s slick and throbbing. It’s not enough. I’m empty, so turned on it hurts deep inside me, an ache, a soreness that needs to be touched.

“I want you in me,” I whisper, and he hauls me up, propels me to the draped couch. He tears off my clothes, I hear buttons hit the wood floor as he rips my shirt away. His hands on my breasts torment me.

His fingers slide down, under my panties, take hold of me at the root. His tongue is in my mouth. I struggle out of my pants. His fingers dip lower, pushing inside me, insistently, a little roughly. I don’t care. I’m ready to go. I grab the back of the couch. “Go for it,” I tell him.

He’s big, and it’s uncomfortable at first, but then he hits that spot, and I feel myself relaxing, opening up to him, letting myself flow into it. God, it’s so good. His hand is on my cock, his mouth on my breasts.

That gorgeous, tattooed flank is pressed against me. I have my arm around his shoulders, and I can feel the tattoo there, the bold arcs of ink slightly raised from the rest of the skin.

I come before he does, so fiercely I’m afraid for a minute that I might have hurt something, and then he’s following, his voice a breathless groan, his cock twitching in my ass.

As he lies on the couch, after, his sticky cock lolling against his tattooed thigh, I snap another picture on the sly. That one I will keep, just for me. My little gift to myself.