Fanny absolutely loved the way he touched her and made her feel. As he tangled their hands together, she gave his a gentle squeeze and kept him close. "Oh, don't be a pussy. You'll love what I do. I can read my canvas and know what'll work best for them."
She let her imagination kick in overtime as she tried to picture what she wanted to ink on him. Images of something almost like a gunshot shattering glass came to mind with a long line streaked across his shoulder blades like the bullet path. A quote dancing along the line that was significant. "No, you'll see. I need to sketch it out first, but I think and hope you'll like it. It'll be better to see it than to just have me describe it."
Licking her lips, Fanny turned and pulled him close. Her hands moved to his well defined torso muscles that met his hips. The sculpted 'V' on a person was called an Adonis Best. Giving his muscles a firm grip, she pressed a kiss to his lips. "This is your Adonis Belt."