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It turned out there were some negative side effects that accompanied my birthday gift, after all, much to my dismay—Johnny went easy on me for a week or two while my tattoo endured its reasonable initial healing time.
I pouted quite a bit when he refused to pin me down and fuck me like an animal later that same day after we went to the tattoo shop.
My complaints were quickly satiated when he took me home, bent me over his lap, and spanked me until my ass was raw for being such a brat, then fucked me with his fingers until I lost my voice.
Jess, Sage, Alana, Hayleigh and I had our night out shortly after Johnny and I engaged in our very public display of affection when he took me to get my tattoo. The girls were, to my surprise—but I guess no one else's?—not shocked in the slightest to discover I was moving in with Johnny. I suppose our chemistry was palpable.
Hayleigh was nearly in tears when I broke the news. "You two are so hot I would pay to watch you fuck. Hell, or join you. Or both. Did you really think we hadn't noticed? I mean, after your birthday, for the love of all things holy... do you think we can't see that all y'all do in public is eye fuck the literal shit out of each other? I'm not blind, Luce. He loooves you," Hayleigh teased me.
"And I think I can speak for all of us when I say, we just want you to be happy. If he makes you happy—and you're safe—that's all that matters, babe." Alana said with a smile, reaching over and squeezing my hand.
