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Story: Taz
We’d invited Beam but he wanted to do a few things and would return in a few days.
Though we protested, I was secretly happy to have her alone with me—completely alone with me for the first time.
When I pulled into the yard, I waited for the gates to close behind me, parked the cycle and carried the bags inside. Taz was lounging on the pool deck, I could see the top of her head on a chair.
I took some time to shower, change into a pair of trackpants then grabbed a couple cold beers.
Pausing, I stepped out onto the deck, the sound of the waves crashing into the shore as I made my way closer and closer.
I kissed the top of her head.
“Hello,wãan-jai.”
I pressed one of the cold bottles to her cheek.
Taz gasped but giggled.
“Close your eyes!” She called.
“What?” I asked, doing as she told me. “Why?”
“Just—give me a second.” Taz replied. “Give me those bottles.”
After she took them from my hands, I poked my hands out trying to reach for her. She giggled again which wasn’t at all like Taz.
This was a different side of her—a side that was so cute, I felt myself melting.
“Wãan-jai?” I asked.
“I love it when you call mesweetheart.” Taz admitted. “All—most.”
My heart was racing with excitement now. I couldn’t imagine what she had in mind, but I was ready.
Exhaling loudly, I waited.
“Khaa.” Taz’s voice was soft. “You can open your eyes.”
Blinking, I opened my eyes.
This was definitely a side of Jo “Taz” West I’d never seen before. I knew she had a nice body, but that black swimsuit, hugging every damn curve was amazing
Her thighs were perfectly shaped and tanned from the day we’d spent on a beach in Australia after we’d dealt with Koala and Darby.
“Spin for me.” My vice cracked.
She did and I slipped to my knees. Her perfect legs sloped down where I found her feet to be in a pair of simple silver heels.
“What are you doing to me?” I questioned.
“Don’t you like it?”
Taz looked at me over a shoulder.
“Don’t—come here.”
Turning, she moved to me, slowly—her hips swaying rhythmically because of the stilettos. As she stood in front of me, I lifted her palms to my shoulders, wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her ass.
“You smell so good.” I confessed.
Though we protested, I was secretly happy to have her alone with me—completely alone with me for the first time.
When I pulled into the yard, I waited for the gates to close behind me, parked the cycle and carried the bags inside. Taz was lounging on the pool deck, I could see the top of her head on a chair.
I took some time to shower, change into a pair of trackpants then grabbed a couple cold beers.
Pausing, I stepped out onto the deck, the sound of the waves crashing into the shore as I made my way closer and closer.
I kissed the top of her head.
“Hello,wãan-jai.”
I pressed one of the cold bottles to her cheek.
Taz gasped but giggled.
“Close your eyes!” She called.
“What?” I asked, doing as she told me. “Why?”
“Just—give me a second.” Taz replied. “Give me those bottles.”
After she took them from my hands, I poked my hands out trying to reach for her. She giggled again which wasn’t at all like Taz.
This was a different side of her—a side that was so cute, I felt myself melting.
“Wãan-jai?” I asked.
“I love it when you call mesweetheart.” Taz admitted. “All—most.”
My heart was racing with excitement now. I couldn’t imagine what she had in mind, but I was ready.
Exhaling loudly, I waited.
“Khaa.” Taz’s voice was soft. “You can open your eyes.”
Blinking, I opened my eyes.
This was definitely a side of Jo “Taz” West I’d never seen before. I knew she had a nice body, but that black swimsuit, hugging every damn curve was amazing
Her thighs were perfectly shaped and tanned from the day we’d spent on a beach in Australia after we’d dealt with Koala and Darby.
“Spin for me.” My vice cracked.
She did and I slipped to my knees. Her perfect legs sloped down where I found her feet to be in a pair of simple silver heels.
“What are you doing to me?” I questioned.
“Don’t you like it?”
Taz looked at me over a shoulder.
“Don’t—come here.”
Turning, she moved to me, slowly—her hips swaying rhythmically because of the stilettos. As she stood in front of me, I lifted her palms to my shoulders, wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her ass.
“You smell so good.” I confessed.
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