The Dom with the Perfect Brats (Badass Brats) by Shaw Leia & Black Sorcha & Silverwood Cari

Author:Shaw, Leia & Black, Sorcha & Silverwood, Cari [Shaw, Leia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WC Press
Published: 2013-05-06T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Gemma

Gemma lay silently awake until the sound of Izzy’s restful breathing filled her ears. She looked up and saw Cross was awake too.

He smiled at her then ran the tip of his index finger down the length of her arm. Her eyes drifted shut as he traced the lines of her tattoos. The gentleness of his ministrations now was such a contrast to the stern disciplinarian earlier. Her ass was still a little sore from where he’d strapped her. The delicious memory almost sent her reeling into arousal again. That she’d loved it, craved the sting after the first stroke, shocked her. Was she a masochist? The thought had occurred to her before – back when she started learning how to tattoo. That she didn’t mind the pain and almost found it soothing used to worry her. Once she’d become an artist, she’d seen how common it was for tattoo addicts to feel the same way and stopped thinking about it. But now...now that she’d learned spanking turned her on and the strap gave her the same high as getting tattooed – it made her wonder just how deep her need for pain went.

“What does it mean?” Cross’s voice yanked her from her thoughts.

Her eyes popped open and she looked where his finger rested. The man in the moon tattoo was one of her favorites. She shrugged. “Tattoos don’t always have to mean something.” Though a few of hers did, most she just liked, for one reason or another.

His finger wandered down her forearm, tracing the big, colorful flowers, then to her ribs. It tickled and she did a little wiggle. Then he moved over her hips and started tracing the many tattoos on her thigh. When she tried to bat his hand away, he merely gave her a look and kept going. She squirmed so her thighs were out of sight but Cross put his hand on her hip and pushed her back.

“Why hide them?” he asked when she settled down with a sigh. “Are you embarrassed?”

“Yes. It was my practice spot.” Her first couple tattoos had left scars under the ink, making the tattoos look mangled and messy. She hadn’t covered them because they were high on her thigh and weren’t usually visible. Plus, with the scarring and blown-out lines, it almost wasn’t worth trying to fix.

He ran his finger over the anchor then the cross, the rose then the wobbly letters that spelled the word dream. She flinched when he got to the wolf print. It was her first and most traumatic tattoo. The bathroom at her friend’s house had not been the most sterile environment to be doing a tattoo. She could still remember the blood pouring down her leg as her friend freaked out and called in her parents. At first, they’d thought she was trying to commit suicide. When they’d realized she was giving herself a tattoo with a beginners’ tattoo kit she had picked up at a pawn shop, they kicked her out of the house and banned their daughter from talking to her again.

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