F*cking Awkward by Christine Zolendz, Taryn Plendl, Ahren Sanders, Brooke Page, Aly Martinez, Carey Heywood, Brooke Blaine, A.D. Justice, Amanda Maxlyn, B.A. Wolfe Read Free Book Online Page A

It’s not really my style. ”
    She nods in understanding, giving me a small smile. “We offer a variety of other treatments as well. Facials, massages, waxing, piercings.”
    My eyebrows shoot up at the ‘piercings’. Then I remember Jack’s nipple piercing and wonder if it hurts. Sophie must read my mind.
    “Jack said his hurt like hell. I wouldn’t recommend it if you want another kid.” She hands Terri back the clipboard and starts thumbing through the book in front of me. “But don’t be a prude. It’s obvious you’re a sex fiend, and your husband would get off on this shit.”
    “SOPHIE!” I punch her shoulder, mortified
    “Maybe something a little more conservative. Ari, are you a sensitive person? Will the gems bother you?”
    I look around to make sure we’re still alone before I answer. “No, it’s not that. But I’ve never done anything adventurous like this. I guess I’m apprehensive.”
    “We have a new technique called vatooing. It’s becoming more and more popular.”
    “How does it work?”
    “You’d choose a design or create one, and an artist would spray tattoo it on your vagina area. It lasts up to ten days.”
    “Oh, that sounds cool.”
    “It can be. Some women come in a few times a month to have it done. There’s a certain sexuality about it that a man can’t deny.”
    “That would be perfect for you to try. Ari, do it!” Sophie bumps my hip. “And then maybe Reed would forgive me for our little joke the other day.”
    I know she’s sorry because of her hundred apologies, but Reed won’t let it go. Besides ruining her surprise for Jack, he has made snide comments and vowed revenge. She swears he actually cursed her and Jack since Jack is now lying in a hotel room with a stomach bug.
    I think about Reed’s reaction, and excitement starts to bloom. “Okay, let’s do it. I know exactly what I want. Is there someone who can sketch it for me?”
    “Absolutely.” Terri grins and hands me the same paperwork she gave Sophie earlier.
    When I’m done, Sophie and I split up and Terri shows me to a private room where a woman is waiting.
    It takes three sketches and two hours, but when Sophie and I leave, we both have a disc of seductive pictures, a bag of lingerie, and decorated vaginas for our men.
    I have no doubt; Reed will forgive Sophie for every misdemeanor after tonight.

    C hicago
    Reed
    I walk into our suite and stop dead. Even though it’s still daylight outside, the entire place is bathed in darkness. The floor to ceiling windows are draped, and the only light is coming from candles lit around the room. There’s a note lying on the side table with my name in Ari’s handwriting across the front.
    Reed~
    I have a surprise for you. Take a seat, get comfortable, and close your eyes.
    Ari
    I suck in a deep breath and look at the ceiling. “Thank you, God,” I say softly. Kicking off my shoes, I go to the sofa and sit, closing my eyes and waiting.
    The bedroom door opens, and I immediately grow hard. The scent of Ari fills the room, and anticipation starts to course through me.
    The sofa dips on each side as she settles on my lap, straddling me.
    “Hey, baby, how was your day?” she says softly, kissing along my jawline, nipping at the corner of my lips.
    “Better now.”
    “I missed you. In fact, I missed you so much, I spent the whole day thinking of how to show you exactly how much.”
    My heart starts racing, beating hard in my chest, as my mind runs wild. “Can’t wait to see what you have in mind.”
    “Keep your eyes closed.” She skims the tip of her tongue across my lips and then moves down, kissing a path down my neck, along my collarbone, and stopping at my chest. I move my hands to her thighs and massage the soft bare skin as she unbuttons my shirt.
    Her nails scrape over the ridges of my abs and leave a trail of warmth behind. I arch up and help her remove my shirt as she runs her lips over my shoulders. Desire and need burn through my veins, and