Excerpt from
Alchemical
Ink
The Hungry Kitten
Tattoo Sorcery
Carnal Appetites and Punishment
Angel's vicious Ex-boyfriend
bites off more than he can chew,
when he takes on the exotic dancer: Obsidian.
Dawn was threatening as Obsidian drove up to the tall
lanky guy standing in the deep shadow of the parking
lot.
"Hey, handsome, need a ride?"
Obsidian's golden eyes were bright and hungry, as
she looked Ricky up and down. Leaning over, she opened
the door to her red Corvette.
"I'm waiting for someone."
Ricky thrust his suddenly cold hands deep in his jeans'
pockets.
"Would that someone be Angel?"
Obsidian asked with a feral smile. "She told
me to get you." Restlessly she flexed her long
muscular leg, letting her short leather skirt ride
up her golden thigh. She watched as his eyes were
drawn to the long line of leg revealed.
"Angel? You mean Melody?
"Your ex, right? We call her
Angel." Obsidian could see the momentary confusion.
She took a moment to trail her fingers through her
long black curls that pooled her lap. She watched
as Ricky's eyes hungrily followed the path of her
long, scarlet-tipped fingers.
"She asked you to get me?"
"Are you coming?" Deliberately,
she trailed her fingers down her red satin blouse,
molding the fabric against her full breasts.
"I'm getting in." He ran
around the car then slid into the black leather seat,
closing the car door. "What's in the back?"
he asked, eyeing the huge wooden box taking up the
back seat.
"My toy box." Obsidian
put the sports car in gear then peeled out onto the
street. Ricky grabbed for the door arm. "Do you
wan'na play before we go meet your girl?" she
asked with a sexy purr to her voice that went straight
to his dick.
"Play?"
"Yeah," Obsidian glanced
at him; her eyes heated golden orbs. She licked her
crimson lips. "I haven't had anyone to play with
in a long time. You up for it big boy?" She leaned
over and caressed the growing bulge in Ricky's jeans.
"I guess you are."
"Damn," he moaned. He took
a deep breath and her musky perfume flooded his senses.
"Can YOU take it baby?" he said as excitement
rocketed through his body. His dick stood at serious
attention in a big hurry.
"Honey, I can take anything
you can dish out. The question is, can you take it?"
"Lemme see your titties,"
he countered.
"My pleasure," Obsidian
sighed. She geared down as they came to a red light.
"Open my blouse, my sweet."
Ricky's fingers fumbled Obsidian's
red satin buttons open then he reached into her black
lace bra to cup her fullness. He caught a nipple between
his finger and thumb then pinched.
"Harder darling," Obsidian
husked. "I have an appetite to feed," she
smiled; her eyes golden slits of fire as she put the
car back in gear and stepped on the gas.
