I’ve made a lot of mistakes – ones I’m not proud of, and definitely ones that have left their marks both mentally and physically.
Things got lonely; I got lost in my own fucked up mind and in the end it left me fucked out of my mind and unable to fight – or at least win. That life’s over for me and I’ve moved on.
Six months into tattooing at Blue’s and already I’m the most wanted and sought out tattooist. My biggest clientele consists of women. They come into the shop, end up in my bed and we both come out happy. It’s been my release since I’ve stopped fighting. It’s become part of the “new” me.
But when Tripp reappears in my life, I can’t deny the fact that I would do anything for that girl.
So when she asks me to move in with her and her ‘boyfriend’ – our other childhood friend – I never expected for things to get so fucked up and twisted that I would find myself only more attracted to her by each passing second or wanting to protect her from everything that isn’t me.
I have worked so hard over the years to suppress my feelings for her but when I find out that her and Lucas have been having an open relationship, I have the strong urge to rip his heart straight from his chest – to destroy the very thing that keeps him breathing.
What I didn’t expect was for Lucas to ask what he did. For him to ask me to do the one thing I have secretly longed for since I was old enough to know what the need was. The second thing I never expected was the look of need that I saw in Tripp’s eyes when he asked.
One night of free passion could change our lives forever.
I never said that was a good thing either…
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I’m in my room getting
ready when I hear the shower turn on. The party starts in about fifteen minutes
so Alex must be getting ready too.
Just out of curiosity, I walk over to the
bathroom door and turn the handle. It moves, but I don’t push it open. It’s
unlocked. That thought excites me, making me realize that he didn’t care enough
to lock it, and knowing that I could walk in at any time and see him naked
elevates my core temp a little. I just find that to be so damn hot.
That’s
an open invitation… right?
I release the handle and suck in a small
breath when I hear him moan out, followed by what sounds like his hand slapping
against the shower wall.
Oh. My. God. That is the sexiest sound I
have ever heard. That low, deep growl is all it takes to get me wet.
Collecting myself, I back away from the
door and take a deep breath. My legs feel shaky. “Don’t do this right now,
Tripp. Dammit, don’t do this.” Shaking it off, I go back to stand in front of
the mirror one last time, questioning the way I look in my newest little dress.
Dresses are my thing. It doesn’t matter
how many I own, I can never have enough. Plus, I love the way Alex looks at me
every time he sees me in a new dress. His wandering eyes always cause my heart
to flutter out of my chest. I just hope this little red dress is enough to get
his attention.
I’m in the middle of turning around to
check out my ass, when I hear the bathroom door open, followed by a whistle.
Please
be naked…. What am I saying? Don’t be naked.
Cautiously, I turn my head toward the
bathroom door, with my eyes squinted, to see Alex standing there in a towel. He
looks so damn sexy that I feel as if all the air has been sucked from my lungs.
My chest aches as I stare him up and down, watching as the water drips from his
beautiful, tattooed body.
He checks me out with a smirk before
whistling again. “Damn, Firecracker. That dress was made just for you.” He
places his hand over the bulge in his towel and bites his bottom lip. “You look
beautiful. Stop second-guessing yourself. I’ll see you downstairs in five.”
He turns around, pulling the towel away
right before he closes the door behind him. My mouth drops open from the
glimpse of his ass that I am left with. It’s so firm and perfect that all I can
think about is biting it… and the way it flexed when he walked. Is it normal
for an ass to look that good?
“I hate you sometimes,” I whisper.
“Who do you hate sometimes?”
I shake my head and look at my doorway to
see Lucas standing there, dressed in a black shirt and a pair of gray shorts.
He raises his eyebrows, waiting for my response.
“No one.” I walk over to him and plaster
on my best smile, trying to pretend that I’m not still thinking about those sounds
I heard coming from the shower. “I was talking to myself. Just second-guessing
my outfit, I guess.”
Wrapping his arms around me, he kisses my
shoulder and brushes my hair behind my ear. “Well, I would have loved to see
you in a pair of short shorts and a tank top tonight, but this dress works
too.”
I roll my eyes before pulling away from
him and bumping him out of the way with my hip. “I didn’t feel like wearing
shorts, Lucas. This dress makes me feel good. If I feel good, then I have a
good time and enjoy myself. That’s all I want tonight.”
“Me too, baby,” he responds. “We’re going
to have a lot of fun. Trust me.”
I start walking into the hallway, but
feel his hand slide up my dress, slipping a finger inside of me. I stop right outside
of my room and swallow. Closing my eyes, I begin imagining it were Alex.
“Holy shit, you are wet!” Wrapping his
arm around my waist, he starts sliding his finger in and out, while moaning in
my ear. “So damn wet. You’ve never been this wet before.”
Opening my eyes, I look over to see Alex
leaning against the wall next to his door, with his arms crossed over his
chest. His eyes wander down to Lucas’ hand and then up to meet my eyes.
Out of instinct I push Lucas away and
pull my dress down to cover my ass back up. My heart is pounding like crazy.
“Holy shit, Alex. I didn’t know you were out here.”
Lucas doesn’t even seem to care that Alex
just witnessed him fingering me. I bet he wouldn’t be too happy to find out
that Alex is the real reason I was already wet and not because of him.
He sucks his finger into his mouth and
smiles at Alex. “Hey, man. People are arriving and there’s some hot chick
downstairs looking for you. I told her you were almost ready.”
I can see the aggravation on Alex’s face
as he nods his head and walks past us. “Sure, man. Thanks.”
My heart continues to race as I watch
Alex quickly descend the stairs to be with a random chick that will get the one
thing I have wanted for as long as I can remember, but unlike her, I can’t
have.
Clearing my throat, I tilt my head back
as Lucas pushes me against the wall and kisses my neck. “Come on, Lucas,” I say
stiffly. “People are waiting on us.” Not that I actually care. The truth is I
don’t really want to fuck Lucas after seeing the look on Alex’s face. I have no
idea what that look meant, but it was enough to make me want to forget it. He
seemed bothered by our show.
Lucas spreads my legs open with his
thigh, before running a hand up my leg and cupping my mound. “Shit, I’m so
horny right now. Is it wrong that the thought of Alex watching me fuck you is
turning me on? I might even like to watch him fuck you. Damn, baby.”
I feel a surge of heat shoot through me
and can feel the wetness dripping through my bikini bottom now. The thought of Alex and fuck in the same sentence makes it hard to think straight.
“Yeah,” I whisper. “And do you think Alex
would like that?” For some reason, I want to hear what he thinks about Alex.
He’s been around us enough to know more than anyone.
“Are you kidding me?” He pushes me harder
against the wall and kisses my neck again, lost in his lust to have me. “Alex
probably fantasizes about fucking you every day… about sticking his dick into
your tight little pussy.”
I moan out as he slips his finger back
inside and slowly starts pumping. “Damn… so wet and so tight.” He starts
pumping faster and harder. “You want Alex to fuck you? Huh, baby? You want him
to bust his load inside of you?”
I find myself moaning louder as I picture
Alex inside of me.
“Maybe he can slide his hand up this
dress later and finger fuck you just like I am. Do you think about doing that
with your best friend? Huh? Do you imagine him pushing his fingers deep inside
you? The same ones that he holds that tattoo gun with… You like that, huh? All
the girls do.” He speeds up again, going as deep as he can and I lose it. My
whole body shakes from my orgasm and I have to grip onto Lucas’ shirt to keep
from falling.
“Oh fuck!” I try to keep quiet, but the
orgasm just seems to keep rolling through me, shaking me to my core. “Damn you,
Lucas! You just don’t listen,” I say breathlessly.
“Fuck. That was fast though, baby. You
loved it.”
I turn away and focus on catching my
breath as the waves slowly begin to stop. He thinks that my orgasm was due to
his abilities, but he couldn’t be more wrong. If I didn’t realize how much I
wanted to have sex with Alex… well I do now. Lucas just helped confirm it.
Something for the Pain (Pain #2) by Victoria Ashley
Alex and Tripp, childhood best friends afraid to make the next step, when it's clear that's what they should do.
I didn't totally understand Tripp's reasoning and how stupidly she would follow Lucas' lead. Lucas is her "boyfriend" she is in an open relationship with. Alex is just as bad because he STOPS in the middle sex to go to Tripp because she calls and says she needs to talk to him. WHO DOES THAT???
He is at her beck and call and she knows it. She drags him deeper into her unsorted and undefined relationship/life with her and Lucas.
Alex is constantly throwing out innuendos. Tripp sends out mixed messages. Both fantasize about each other, (Spoiler Alert) and Lucas wants to watch. WTF!!
About, 60% thru we get to the "Something for the Pain" meaning. It was obvious to everyone that Alex and Tripp are there for each other and meant to be together. But I don't get why they couldn't see it without Lucas' "help".
It's a sexy read but it needed SOMETHING to make you really feel and connect with the characters, but the sex and dirty talk was on fire........ and sometimes that's enough.
About Victoria Ashley
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, Cade, Thrust, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.
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