In the dimly lit tattoo parlor, the hum of the needle was the only sound that filled the air. The muscular artist, Adrian, with skin the color of rich earth, concentrated on his work, carefully etching a intricate design onto the delicate shoulder of his client, a young woman with porcelain skin and raven hair.
The contrast between their skin tones was striking, and as Adrian worked, he couldn’t help but steal glances at her. She seemed to sense his gaze and looked up, meeting his eyes. A small smile played at the corners of her lips, and she reached up to touch the design he had started.
“It’s beautiful,” she said, her voice soft and sultry.
Adrian felt a jolt of electricity run through him at her touch. He put the needle down, unable to deny the attraction he felt any longer.
“I’m glad you like it,” he said, his voice husky. “But I think there’s something else I’d like to show you.”
He took her hand and led her to the back room, where they could be alone. Once the door was closed, he pulled her close, his hands roaming over her curves. She responded eagerly, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss.
Adrian’s hands found the zipper of her dress and pulled it down, exposing her bare breasts. He couldn’t resist the temptation, and lowered his head to take one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. She moaned, her hands tangling in his dark hair as he continued to explore her body.
He reached down and pulled her panties aside, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him. She gasped as he entered her, her hips bucking against his as he thrust deeper and deeper.
Adrian could feel himself getting close, and he picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he continued to pound into her. She moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure as she came, her inner muscles clenching around him as he followed her over the edge.
As they caught their breath, Adrian looked down at the tattoo he had started on her shoulder. It was still unfinished, but he knew that he would have the opportunity to complete it soon. And he couldn’t wait to see what other canvases she would bring for him to work on.
The end.
