“I never said I wanted you to be good, baby. I like you bad and naughty,” he kissed my shoulder and slipped his finger up between my legs, “and wet.”
I pushed his hand away and checked the door to make sure the girl who was going to pierce his other nipple wasn’t watching us. “If you don’t want me to wiggle then don’t talk dirty,” I hissed.
Cage smirked, “That ain’t dirty, baby. That’s just a little sweet talkin’. But if you want me to talk dirty, I will.”
“I want your other nipple pierced. Stop trying to distract me.”
Cage nipped at my ear. “I know you want this and it’s making me hot thinking about that little pink tongue of yours going at it like it’s f**king candy.”
“You are like one large piece of candy. Everything about you is lickable. Even those dimples in your lower back.”
His grin spread across his face slowly. “I like it when you lick those too. I bet we can get them to give us a private room if you want to show me exactly what all parts of my body you like to lick.”
The door opened and a woman walked in. She had several tattoos and most of her face was pierced. Her eyes took in Cage. Which just helped prove what I’d said about him being like one large piece of candy. She saw it too.
“Okay, so you want your other nipple pierced,” she said, pulling up a chair and getting her supplies ready.
“She wants my other nipple pierced,” he replied, winking at me.
The girl shifted her eyes to me. I could see the envy in them and I didn’t blame her.
“Shirt off,” the girl instructed.
I reached down and pulled his shirt up. He lifted his arms obediently.
I cut my eyes over at the girl and she was enjoying the show. It annoyed me some but I snuggled closer in his lap and his arm tightened around me as he tucked his hand between my legs.
“You ready?” she asked him.
“You have no idea,” he replied with an amused tone. I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
The girl rubbed alcohol on his nipple causing it to harden. She then reached for a clamp type thing that pulled his nipple out. Then came the needle. I tensed in Cage’s lap and he chuckled slipping his hand up the inside of my thighs. He wasn’t even worried about it.
When the needle went in he didn’t even react. I squealed a little but that was the only reaction.
The small silver barbell went in next.
“You’re done,” the girl announced and I sighed in relief.
“You need to keep it cleaned and no foreign substances on it until it heals,” she cut her eyes at me and I wondered if that meant my saliva.
“Got it,” Cage replied, standing up and taking my hand.
“You want me to put my shirt back on?” Cage asked
I considered all the females between here and the car and nodded my head.
He reached over and picked it up pulling it over his head.
“Come on. I’m ready to go see how much you like it,” he grinned wickedly.
“Isn’t my saliva a foreign substance? And won’t it be sore?”
Cage leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Your saliva is fine and as for sore that never stopped us before.”
Cage
Eva fidgeted nervously with her hands on the ride back from her house to get all her things to my apartment. She’d handled her dad like a pro and had no problem packing up all her things. Now it was obvious something was bothering her. I didn’t like things to bother her.