Chapter 57

Sitting, I wait. Not long after, he comes out again. The drive home is silent. His hand keeps playing, teasing, sometimes just rubbing my leg, other times sliding inside my pussy. He never says anything. Walking into the house, no one is home.

“They must have taken the twins out,” Jackson says, walking to sit on a chair. “So, you get turned on by having tattoos done then? I hope that is what caused the wetness between your legs Kitten, and not Demetri.” His hands grab me, his fingers grabbing between my legs, the leather still there, teasing me perfectly. Looking at me, he is waiting for me to answer him, his fingers collecting the juices between my legs.

“About 1% Demetri, and 99% getting the tattoo done, Sir.” My voice is quiet.

“You’re so fucking hot. Seriously, I could fuck you right now, Kitten.” His words make me want him more, the wetness building between my legs. Smiling, I lift the dress up, taking it off, and drop it on the floor. His eyes watch me t