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seen the full sleeves that covered both of his arms
too many times to count. They were vivid in color, and she knew they were not
randomly placed, but were an artistic abstract masterpiece that told a story.
But the tattoos didn’t stop at his arms. They moved along his shoulders, and
down his chest. Every inch of his pectoral muscles and upper chest were covered
in the same colorful ink, and she had to hold onto the edge of the table so she
didn’t reach out and start touching him. He undid his belt, but didn’t pull it away.
Once he had the button free, he moved his hands to his side and lowered his
head. He still watched her, but the way his head was tilted, and the look he
gave her had a shiver working through her. Cadeon looked like this predator
getting ready to pounce on his prey, and she was that prey.
    “Get the rest of that shirt off.” Those words were
said on a demand, and she didn’t even think twice about it.
    Stella slipped off of the table and removed the
shirt. There was a slight tugging at the site of where her tattoo was, but she
was so high on her lust for Cadeon that all she cared about was finally being
with him. She was thick, had curves that probably had other girls feeling
self-conscious, but Stella had always embraced her size, and right now was no
exception. There was also the added bonus of the way he looked at her, like she
was the most attractive woman he had ever seen. That was a heady cocktail to
make her unease and nervousness over what she was about to do with Cadeon leave
right out the window. Those heated looks, and the way he ordered her to get
undressed, had Stella feeling gorgeous, had her pussy wetter than it had ever
been, and had her so very ready to finally feel Cadeon between her thighs.
    “Take that fucking bra off.” He growled out those
words, but no way in hell was she going to not listen to him. As it was she wanted to submit to him, wanted him holding her
hands above her head so she was helpless and at his mercy, and wanted this
biker and tattoo artist to do all kinds of wicked things to her.
    She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, but
for a second all she did was let the once confining material hang off of her
shoulders. Her breasts were big because she was a larger sized woman. The
bottom of the mounds now spilled out the bottom of the underwire, and she
stared at Cadeon as he dipped his gaze low and stared at the flesh that was
exposed.
    “Take it completely off, Stella.” He ran a hand over
his jaw, but he was still looking at her chest.
    Stella loved how he said her name, loved the way it
made her feel and had her pulse increasing. She reached up and slipped the
straps down her arms. The cool air brushed along her chest, and she felt her
nipples harden even further to the point they ached.
    “The pants, Stella. Take off the fucking pants.”
    He sounded guttural and harsh, and she had a hard
time keeping her eyes open. She went for her jeans and unbuttoned them, and as
soon as she had the zipper down he was right back in front of her and framing
her face with his hands.
    “You have no fucking idea how hot you are to me, or
how much I want you.”
    Oh, she had an idea how much he wanted this, because
his erection was really straining against the front of his pants.
    He let go of her face and grabbed both of her hands
in his. Placing her open palm on one of his hard pecs ,
he stared into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her. The muscle beneath her
hand jumped, and she could feel how strong he was even from this one simple
touch. Still running his tongue along her top and bottom lip until she was a
quivering mess, he took her other hand and placed it right over his hard dick.
Her mouth dried further, and she felt her eyes widen. Cadeon was a big man, and
his cock was no different. Seeing his length pressed against his pants was so
not in the same field has having her hand right on it. The few times she had
been with a guy didn’t even equal the intensity