Page 41 of Branding Belle


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“I know the design!” I quickly blurt out before Linc can upset her even further. “I know it inside out. As well as if I designed it myself, I promise.” She turns to look at me with trusting dark eyes, and I nod to reassure her.

“I do too,” Kelly adds quietly.

“This design is one of a kind. It’s a fluid piece of artwork which will be in complete harmony with every curve and contour of your body. I promise it won’t look like a stuck on and traced design. You don’t want that, and neither do we. I promise, it will be flawless. You won’t know where my work ends and the others’ begins,” I tell her.

“Are you sure?” She wavers.

“Positive. We’re all using the same machine, same settings, depth, needle size. We all have ink from the same batch and are working at the same angle. I promise, you have nothing to worry about. We all know our parts.” I smile to reassure her, and it works.

She nods and relaxes, lying back down and telling us to go ahead. She slips her headphones into her ears and presses play on her phone, enclosing herself into a little bubble, leaving us to begin our work. For a moment, none of us move, we all just stare at her naked form stretched out on the couch. She looks fucking amazing, and I can’t help the way my cock stirs just from looking at her. I need to push my thoughts away and maintain a professional air. My eyes cut to Kelly, who seems to be having the same trouble as me, if the way he’s readjusting his jeans is anything to go by. Linc on the other hand, looks completely focused and ready to work. If I hadn’t seen him completely flip out at Kelly hooking up with Belle, I’d think he was a robot or something.

“We good?” Linc asks.

“Hmm?” I’m distracted by the dip of Belle’s back which gives way to the perfect swell of her ass. Fuck. Focus. “Yeah, yeah…let’s do this.”

Linc grunts and Kelly catches my eye with a look that tells me he knows exactly why I was distracted. We take our seats, do one final test on the equipment, then begin.

Everything runs smoothly and time races away from us, music playing in the background. We don’t talk, each of us completely engrossed in our artwork. We only stop, at various intervals, to strip off our shirts because it’s like a sauna in here. I take a massive gulp of my water and wipe the sweat from my forehead with my arm. My gloved hands are covered in ink, so I try not to get it all over me. I’m fairly sure I’ve failed and have a streak on my cheek, though.

I reach over and gently squeeze Belle’s shoulder. She glances over at me and I indicate her earbuds, which she removes.

“Time for a break. You good?” I ask.

“Yeah, I could use a stretch,” she tells me, sitting up and arching her back, a slight hiss of pain escaping her lips.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, a little stiff and sore, I guess.”

“Would you like a drink?” I ask, holding out a water, which she takes gratefully with a nod of thanks.

Suddenly, the door slams open and I jump. Thank fuck I wasn’t tattooing at that moment, otherwise Linc’s design would be fucked. Actually, it’s lucky that none of us were tattooing at that moment.

“What the…? Why are you all topless?” Johnny yells. “Is that my sister? Why the fuck is she naked? What the hell are you doing to her?”

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