Avery decides to get a tattoo her tattoo artist happens to be a very attractive man named Brody. It was entertaining enough. I read it months ago. I mean literally. I just found it on my kindle and saw that I had read it. It was entertaining enough and I liked it.
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By Everly Drummond. Almost five years have passed, five long years since the one and only steamy night they spent together, five years without a single phone call or email.
Now she is forced to face the consequences of her actions and say goodbye to Brody forever. Lured by passion and fueled by love, Avery and Brody are drawn to each other just as they were almost five years ago, but will secrets and a soon-to-be ex wife destroy their one and only chance at happiness? Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the prior written permission of the above author of this book.
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Thank you for respecting the author's work. It is the constant support and encouragement from my fans that keeps me motivated. Thank you. As many of you know from my numerous tweets and post, the past year has been difficult for me. My uncle, who was every bit a father to me, was diagnosed with cancer.
He spent the better part of a year battling this horrendous disease, and sadly, in April, cancer claimed another victim. This book is just as much for him as it is for the amazing staff at Southlake Hospital and the Stronach Regional Cancer Centre. But a special thank you goes out to Connie, Pam, Pat, and Michelle. You girls are angels in disguise and will always hold a very special place in my heart. Thank you to Kristen, who pushed me harder and further than anyone else and kept me focused.
Your help editing and critiquing this book was invaluable. Dinner and drinks are on me! And of course, thank you to my family and friends. The amazing outpour of support that I receive from you on a daily basis is staggering. I love you all so very much. And for my mother, who puts up with me and my harebrained ideas. I love you with all my heart. THE HUM OF the tattoo gun was drowned out by the heavy bass of the rock music that drifted from the overhead speakers, but it did nothing to lessen the pain.
Avery Carmichael cringed as the needle swiftly moved over the surface of her pale skin. His hard, sculptured muscles rippled beneath the too tight t-shirt that clung tightly to his body, showing off biceps that had no doubt cost hundreds of hours at the gym to achieve. Something about the beat of the music, the pain of the needles, and the tousled brown hair that flowed freely over his broad shoulders, caused warmth to coil in the bottom of her belly.
It was an unexpected, but not unwelcomed, mixture of pleasure and pain. Leaning back in the chair, Avery let out a soft moan as the unfamiliar sensation coursed through her body.
Are you okay, Hun? Brody looked up and smiled. Just sit back and relax. Leaning further back into the chair, she shut her eyes and let the vibrations from the gun flow up her leg and through her body, but flinched when the needle of the tattoo gun trailed across the soft, velvety skin near the top of her toes. Avery startled and sat upright in the chair when she felt his hand gently rub the exposed part of her leg.
Something about the husky tone of his voice and the gentle touch of his large, calloused hands made Avery quiver. She could envision the beautifully crafted tattoos that hugged the contours of his well toned body, accentuating his muscular physique. She could almost feel the softness of his unkempt hair as it brushed lightly against the silky skin of her thighs, and she could picture the way his brown eyes would smolder in the dim light of her bedroom when he looked up at her from beneath the covers.
What the hell am I thinking? You look a little out of it. Brody turned off the tattoo gun and set it down on the stainless steel table beside him. Do you want me to get you a drink of water or something?
Avery looked down and gasped. A smile crept across her face as she admired the piece of art that now adorned the top of her foot. Leaves—the color of fine jade—accentuated the pale yellow petals of the intricate bloom. You look a little woozy. Brody reached out and offered Avery his hand, steadying her as she swayed slightly in the chair.
Maybe you should lie back down for a minute. Beneath his rough and tattooed exterior lay the heart of a gentleman.
It was a refreshing change from the type of guys she was accustomed to meeting. Sitting up in the chair, she watched as Brody covered the top of her foot with cream and covered it in a piece of plastic cling wrap. How long do I have to leave that on for? Not long. You can take it off in a few hours. He could feel himself becoming aroused and shifted uncomfortably in the chair. Avery slipped her shoes on and followed Brody to the front of the shop.
Hand drawn pictures of skulls and butterflies hung in wooden frames and covered all four walls of the small tattoo parlor. Fake gems glistened in the light of a large glass display case that sat off to one side of the room, showcasing thousands of pieces of body piercing jewelry. He reached into the drawer, pulled out a piece of paper, and handed it to Avery.
This is a list of instructions. You can always call if you have any questions. Trying to hide his growing erection, Brody leaned over and placed his elbows on the counter. The way her curly blond hair cascaded down her back, the way her ample breasts strained against her shirt, begging to be set free, and the tight jeans that hugged her shapely ass, made him hard as a rock. He took a deep, calming breath and tried to focus on something else, anything that would get his mind off the stunning beauty that stood before him.
Good luck with the love birds, Avery joked and thanks so much for everything. Brody watched as his vixen walked out the door and slide behind the steering wheel of her car. His mind was yelling at him to run after her, to stop her before she got away, but it was too late.
The headlights of the car flickered on as the car roared to life, and Avery backed out of the parking spot. The bell chimed again as the drunken couple left the shop. Brody reached down and sighed as he rubbed his erection through the thin cotton fabric of his track pants. Tonight he needed the touch of a woman. He needed to feel her warmth wrapped around him. He needed to feel her muscles clench him tightly as he found his release. Hastily, Brody grabbed the top piece of paper from the clipboard that sat on the counter and dug his keys out of his pocket.
He walked to the front of the shop and turned off the neon sign that hung in the window, locking the door behind him as he left. It was still two hours before closing time, but there was no way he would be able to get anymore work done tonight. Avery lowered herself into the hot water, letting her newly tattooed foot hang over the side of the tub.
Bubbles danced against her skin and the heat gently caressed her body as she sank further beneath the surface of the water. Thoughts of pleasure and pain filled her mind. In all the years Avery had spent with her ex boyfriend, not once did she feel a sensation like that, the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.
Having sex with her ex had been nice, but it was nothing extraordinary, unlike what she felt earlier tonight. Her body quivered and Avery could feel herself the moisture gathering between her legs. She plucked lightly at her nipples, rolling them tenderly between the tips of her fingers, and sighed as they stiffened at her touch.
Letting her hands roam freely across body, she stopped when she reached the curly thatch of blonde hair between her thighs. Parting her legs a little further, she stroked herself as a soft moan escaped her lips, her body begging for release. It felt good. She needed to be touched.
She needed to have him stretch her as he filled every inch of her. What the hell? Avery cursed under her breath. The loud thud of someone knocking on the door echoed throughout the small apartment, startling her.
She lifted herself out of the tub, taking extra care not to get her foot wet, and slipped on the black satin housecoat that hung from the back of the bathroom door. Tiny, wet footprints marred the hardwood floor as she hurried towards the door. Or at least I was coming!
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