Get Inked: A Pucked Series and Clipped Wings Crossover Novella (Pucked #5.5)(15)

Lily lifts her sunglasses and quirks a brow. “At what point does the laundry room orgasm stop being a source of entertainment for you?”

Last Christmastime Randy locked Lily in our laundry room. In the three minutes they were alone, he managed to give her an orgasm—fully dressed. How do I know this? We busted down the door and witnessed the voodoo magic.

“Seriously, though, Lily, I need to know how you do that,” Charlene says.

“Do what?”

“Have spontaneous orgasms.” Charlene props herself up on her elbows and we all get a look at her boobs before she realizes she’s showing us her nipples. Her pierced nipples.

“When the hell did you get your nipples pierced?” I ask.

Apparently I’m rather loud about it, because she throws the closest thing at me, which happens to be Andy’s ball. He jumps up and bounds after it when it ricochets off my chair and lands in the pool.

Charlene looks down and back up. “A while ago.”

“And you didn’t tell me? Is Darren into that?” Sometimes I wonder about those two.

Her grin is all smirky. “It’s not like body piercing is something I’m just going to drop into conversation. And yes, Darren likes them.”

Lily perks right up. “Did it hurt?”

“The clamp is a little uncomfortable, but otherwise it wasn’t too bad.”

Lily frowns. “Clamp?”

“They use a clamp to pinch the skin before they feed the needle through.”

Lily puts her hand over her modestly sized boobs. I’m not saying that to be mean. She has little boobs, just like the rest of her.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” she asks.

Charlene shrugs. “I have a pretty high pain tolerance, so I didn’t find it too bad.”

“I wonder if Alex would lose his shit over something like this.” I move from my chair to the patio and sit in front of Charlene. “Sit up. I want to check those out.”

“What?”

“Sit up and show me your nipples.”

Charlene rolls her eyes, but she complies. We’ve been friends for a very long time. She trussed me up in weird fetish gear with all the leather and chains very recently when I got hitched in Vegas, so she can sure as hell show me her blinged-out nips.

She gets into a cross-legged position to match mine, and I lean in until I’m only a few inches away from her boobs. Charlene has nice boobs. They’re a lot smaller than mine, but bigger than Lily’s. And her nipples are also more nipply than mine.

“Can I look, too?” Lily asks.

“Might as well while they’re hanging out,” Charlene replies.

Lily sets down her drink and weaves her way over to us. Even half-wasted she’s way more graceful than I am.

She plunks herself down beside me, and we stare at Charlene’s boobs. “Wow. So it doesn’t hurt that much?”

“Like I said, I have a high pain tolerance.”

Lily keeps up with the questions. “Are they super sensitive afterward?”

“Well, yeah, but that’s the point.”

Sunny cups her boobs protectively. “My boobs are so sensitive these days, I can’t even imagine.”

“Yeah. I definitely wouldn’t recommend you get your nipples pierced right now.” Charlene says.

Sunny shakes her head. “I don’t really like pain. And I can’t wear earrings that aren’t solid gold because my skin reacts.”

“They can use titanium.” Charlene flicks her nipple. “That’s what I have.”

Lily slaps her muscular, super-thin thigh that doesn’t ever jiggle. “You know what, I went with Randy to see his tattoo artist yesterday, and they have a piercer there.”

“Ooooh! I think Alex gets his tattoos at the same place. What’s it called?” I ask.

“Inked Armor. Does Alex see Hayden?” Lily does that thing with her hands that’s normally reserved for when she talks about being excited to see Randy, which really means getting naked and being on the receiving end of seven million consecutive orgasms.

“Uh, no. Alex’s artist is Chris. He’s a blond guy, looks like he should be in one of those military Xbox games? Last time I was there I didn’t really pay much attention beyond the fact that they’re hot, and I could never get a tattoo because I worry I’d end up with something awful forever. Like that girl who let her boyfriend tattoo his name on her face.”

“Someone actually did that?” Sunny looks appropriately mortified.

“Horrible, right? It’s stuff like that that makes me seem sane and mostly normal.” I’ll never understand why people do such crazy things to their bodies. Although now I’m considering what Alex would think of nipple piercings. He liked it when I blinged out my beaver, maybe he’d be into blinged-out boobs, too.

“Can I lie back down now?” Charlene asks.

“Yeah. Go ahead.” I get up and go back to my chair, but Lily stays where she is.

“So, I don’t know if you all know this, but all the guys are going to get tattoos together at the end of the summer,” she announces, her eyes still on Charlene. “I think we should all go, too.”

“I remember Darren saying something about that,” Charlene muses, and Sunny nods her agreement.