The second story in the Ryan family series!
•Not a stand alone read must read Loving Navy first.•
Morgan Ryan is the rebel her parents said she would be since the day she was born.
She followed in her father's footsteps and is a great tattoo artis...
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Once the pizza was ordered I asked if I could have the bathroom key.
The young guy behind the counter smiled and handed it to me. I grabbed Traces hand and pulled him into the bathroom and shut the door.
"You are serious." He said.
"As a heart attack so if you have a condom put it on and if not then just put it in me," I said as I pulled my panties and underwear down.
"Do you really want to sit on that dirty counter?" He said.
"No pick me up and let me slide down on you," I said climbing him like a tree.
"Fuck how are you so hot. My dick is always hard around you." He grunts as I slide down on his hard dick.
"You make me want to have sex every second of the day. I could spend the whole day in bed with you." I said.
"Can we make that happen please?" He asked.
"Anything you want Trace," I said sliding up and down his pole.
We made things move faster and harder until I was at my peak. I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips.
He shoved his tongue in my mouth and gripped my ass harder as he thrust harder until we both came together.
"Damn that was hot." He smiled.
"Yes it was and now I'm hungry. Let's cleans up and go eat." I smile.
Once out of the bathroom Trace went to find us a spot while I took the key back and grabbed our cups to fill up our drinks.
Once we were seated a guy brought out the pizza and he couldn't even stare either of us in the eyes.
When he walked away I giggled... "I think he was embarrassed."
"You think? I hope we weren't loud or anything." He smirked.
We eat a couple of slices when Dj came in with Ethan. "Hey, we saw your bike and thought we would stop in," Dj said.
"Yeah, we came to eat since we missed lunch," I said.
"I don't see your truck Trace," Ethan said.
"She doubled me." He laughed.
"Really? I bet that looked funny." Ethan laughed.
"Why is that funny? You don't think I'm tough enough to double him?" I ask.
"No, I bet it just looked weird." Ethan shrugged.
"We are finished and wasn't going to take the pizza with us so feel free to finish it," I said.
"Thanks, Morgan I'm pretty hungry." Dj smiled.
"Anytime! See you guys later." I smiled getting up and walking around the table and out the door.
"Man he's so jealous. Glad he didn't know what we did in the bathroom." Trace laughed.
"Oh, he would have a shit fit." I laughed putting on my helmet.
We road back to the shop and I let him off and told him I would see him at home.
He followed me to our parking lot and we went in and got on the elevator together.
"Hey, Morgan when you get some free time will you tattoo me?"
"I would love to Trace! Would you give me a tattoo as well?" I ask.
"Hell yeah, I would." He smiled as the elevator opened.
"Coming over to help me unpack the rest of my stuff?" I ask.
"Sure what do you have left to do?" He asked walking in behind me.
"Umm the bathroom and my bedroom," I said.
"Ok well, I have the same to unpack."
"I don't remember seeing boxes in your bedroom or bathroom Trace," I smirked.
"They were in the closet. I hid them." He laughed.
"Oh expecting a girl over or something?" I smiled.
"Only you and well in the short time I've known you I've had more sex with you than I have in my life."
"For real?" I ask.
"Swear!" He smiled.
"Wow, that's cool so what you only sleep with people you are in relationships with?" I ask.
"Yeah, I don't sleep around or with randoms. I'm a faithful guy." He said.
"If it makes you feel any better I don't sleep with the same people twice." I laugh.
"Oh, one hundred percent better!" He laughed lightly shoving me as he removes towels from the box and refolds them and puts them on the shelf.
An hour later around 9 pm, the doorbell rings. "Who could that be?" I asked looking puzzled.
"Did you have company coming?" Trace asked.
"No not that I know of," I said looking through the peephole finding Shawn on the other side.
I hollered through the door. "What do you want Shawn I'm busy!"
"Morgan I beg you please don't tell my fiancée." He said.
"If you don't get away from my door and leave me alone I will tell her," I said.
"Fine, I'll leave, and Ummm thank you." He said running down the hall.
"That guys needs help! Could you imagine how bad it would be if you actually slept with him?" Trace said.
"Oh god don't remind me." I laughed walking back to the bathroom.
"I have a tattoo gun in my apartment. How about we skip unpacking and do some tattoos?" He said.
"Oh, I like the sound of that Trace. What do you want me to do for you?" I ask.
"A Texas flag on my rib cage." He said.
"Ohh that sounds awesome. I want one in this spot on my arm that says wild child with a cute little sully from Monsters Inc. I already have it drew up." I said.
"Grab it and let's go." He smiled heading toward the door.
No one but a tattoo artist would have a stencil on hand with a tattoo that they wanted. I grab it and follow him out the door.
We spent the next two hours tattooing each other which was so much fun. By the time I was done I was in my shirt and panties because I was so hot and Trace had no shirt on and well with my hormones we were going to be naked very soon.
