Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(27)

“You just want to spend the whole day with me. Admit it.” I smirk.

“Maybe.” He winks at me and takes a sip of his coffee. Fuck me, it’s going to be one long day.

Two hours into the tattoo and I need a break. We’re only doing the outline, but what I thought would be fun to have him by my crotch and tease him, backfired on me. The inside of the thigh is a right f*cking bitch and can do one! The pain is canceling out any hint of boner I could get.

It is, however, fun to have him around my dick and not know how to deal with it. His hand and arm brushed way too many times against it. I’m sure he can appreciate the fact that I don’t have a raging hard on right now.

“How do you feel?” he asks taking off his gloves.

“Like I could put you over my knee and f*cking spank your ass raw,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Promises.” He chuckles.

“You just wait until I get my hands on you one day, your ass will be raw.” I smirk and sit up.

“We’ll see.” He teases, but he has that hint of a blush going on. He’s becoming more daring with what he’s saying to me, but he’s still embarrassed about it. It’s like it’s a battle in his own head about what to do and what to say.

The rest of the day was spent how it started, Nate by my crotch, torturing the shit out of my leg with his needle and putting an amazing design in my leg. I did end up getting a boner, and he found it amusing that he could get me hard without much touching. He didn’t have much choice but to be very close to my dick to tattoo up to my hip and well, my junk was in the way and was getting hard under his arm as he was resting it on it. I didn’t mind, and apparently, neither did he. I decided to play nice with him as I didn’t want to make it hard for him to do his job properly. After all, he’s putting a design on my leg permanently.

We’re getting closer together as friends, and I really like it. I feel like he could do with a lot more friends than he actually has. If not for talking his heart out, at least for fun and a couple of drinks here and there.

Despite very different upbringings, we have very similar tastes, whether it be music or movies, we like the same thing. He makes me want to find out more about him, and I like that. He keeps me on my toes, and I discover something different about him every time we are together.

Although nothing happened between us yet, I can really feel myself growing fonder of him. He has that innocence about him that I really like. He has no idea of how handsome and hot he is. He sees himself as a wounded soldier and nothing else. He’s a really nice guy to talk to and to know. I’m glad we could get past this pseudo-feud we had between us. Something that never should have happened in the beginning but inadvertently brought us closer together.

I hope we’ll have a future together, as friends or lovers, I don’t really care. All I know is that I want Nate in my life, one way or another, I’ll take it.





May 3, 2016

Tuesday

Mina found out that I was into men three days ago or rather, eavesdropped while I was talking to Ellie. Since then, she’s made it her mission to find me a guy. Not just to date, oh no, but for me to get my dick sucked off and see if I enjoy it. Her words, not mine.

While I’m really curious about how it would feel with a man, I’m not sure I want it to be with someone picked up from a bar. It’d feel really awkward, and I would probably just freeze and say no at the last minute. I know who I want to be my first, but that’s just wishful thinking. I know Matt’s been mad flirting with me for the past couple of months and made the promise that someday it’d happen between us. I just don’t know if he really means it or just tried to reassure me in some weird way. Either way, I’m not about to jump into bed with a guy I’ve known for five minutes.

We’ve been with Mina in this bar for half an hour, and she’s elbowed me, shouting ‘what about that one?’ over the music at least fifteen times already. I just shake my head at her and take a sip of my beer whenever she does. Good thing we’re not doing shots or I’d be well on my way to getting drunk already.

“You’re not fun!” She pouts, folding her arms over her large boobs. Mina is a beautiful, curvy woman with the sassiest attitude I’ve ever been met with. She’s beautiful inside and out. It’s still a mystery to me as to why she’s single.

“I never said I was.” I smirk at her.

“Come on, none of them look appealing to you?” she insists.

“Nope, not one. They are decent looking, but that doesn’t mean I want to f*ck them.”

“Who’s talking about f*cking? I mentioned a quick blowjob in the bathroom. That’d take off the edge for you and you could empty your balls.” She shrugs.

“I’m good, thanks.” I chuckle seeing her frown at my rejection of her idea.

“Oh look! Ther-”

“I told you I wasn’t interested, drop it.” I shake my head at her.

“If you’d have let me finish. I was just going to say that Matt is here.” She points at a very stylish man, hair slicked back and puffed up at the top, black suit, bit of a stubble and confident as ever as he walks inside the bar. That is Matt indeed. I’m not sure which style I like best on him. Everything and nothing suits him.

“Wonder who he’s meeting.” She moves to my left to get a better glance.