Tattoo Parlor Tryst: An Erotic Tale of Tattoo Romance and Bad Boy Sex

However, all of that ended when she and her husband recently separated. What’s worse, she now finds herself on the receiving end of surprise divorce papers! Undaunted, she’s decided once and for all that she deserves to live the life she wants. And, what to better symbolize that newfound zest for life than with a tattoo?

After all, she’s got nothing to lose anymore - or so she thinks. That is, until she meets the smoking hot owner of her local ink shop, Mitch.

Will Carly's years of frustrated sexual desire be her undoing in Mitch's skilled hands

WARNING: This 4,100 word story contains steamy sex that may be too much to handle. You've been warned!

An Excerpt from the Book:

I arrived at the Skin Deep Tattoo Parlor on a warm, mid-summer morning just prior to opening. In fact, the neon sign was still on. It was flashing the words “Tattoo” in hot pink and "Parlor" in the color of a blossoming orchid.

How fitting I thought...

I was wearing my favorite strapless pleated sundress for the occasion. Its warm yellow mineral coloring made my skin glow. And, of course, since it was short, it would allow easy access to the spot where I wanted to place my tattoo.

As I peered through the window, I could see the figure of a heavily tattooed, yet incredibly good-looking man.

I realized that he had caught my glance and I felt a deep warm flush overcome my body. The man motioned with his index finger as if to say, ‘wait just a second’, and then he began walking towards me.

As he got closer to the door, a last second tsunami of self-doubt crashed over me.

What am I doing? This is nuts. This just isn't me; I can’t get a tattoo.

But before I had a chance to turn and walk away, I heard the door unlock. I turned to look and before me stood the most delicious looking man that I've ever laid eyes upon. 

Oh. My. God.