her.
“Adrian’s been good for you, but I know you’ve helped him, too. You’re loyal and kind.”
Victoria hugs me back, and I’m relieved to have worked things out with both her and Simon.
Zev
“Jersey, I have to see Noah. It’s been days. He’s texted me twice, wanting to schedule the deal. I think he’s afraid Victoria is going to weasel her way in. He’s so damn selfish and arrogant. I knew he wouldn’t make an alliance with her,” I say into the phone.
“Alright. Come back to work, and make it happen, but you better channel every ounce of will you have to keep from killing him.”
“I will. See you tomorrow night.” I end the call and wipe my forehead with my towel. Sweat still beads there from my workout. I stroll from the gym to my bedroom. It’s two in the afternoon, and Tara has been napping since lunch.
For fuck’s sake!
Why did Kylie buy Tara such damn sexy panties? She’s on her stomach asleep, tangled in the sheet. The lower half of her sensuous body is outside of it, taunting my already waning control.
It’s been four days since I brought her here. Four days of lying next to her sultry, soft body. It’s smooth like silk and curvy in all the right places.
I’ve worked out every day, trying to release the sexual tension, but I might die if I go one more hour without really touching her.
A groan escapes me. Tara shifts her little ass in the bed. She claims she’s not in pain anymore, but I’ve barely touched her body, afraid that I might hurt her.
I stalk over to her and eye her plump lips. They’re parted, and she lets out a whimper. Another strangled groan leaves my throat, causing her to stir again.
I’m struggling not to pounce on her, so I head straight to the master bath. The hot water from a shower pelts my shoulders, easing the tension in them. Tilting my head back, I let the water roll off my thick hair.
I imagine Tara in her satin, black panties again, and an erection takes shape. Trying to ignore it, I grab the soap and lather my body, minus my straining cock.
If I touch it, I’m not going to let go until I have a release, and I’ve already masturbated two times since she got here. I feel like a fucking teenager. Closing my eyes, I rinse the shampoo from my hair.
“You missed a spot.” My eyes fly open, and Tara is facing me with a seductive smile. Her bare body is before me with droplets of water splashing onto her pale, creamy skin. Her pink nipples pebble, protruding far from her perfectly round tits.
She reaches for the soap, and once she has created a lather in her hands, she takes my cock into it and strokes it. A low growl vibrates from my chest, and I shove my fingers into her long, blonde strands.
Ducking my head, I plunge my tongue into her mouth. She’s brushed her teeth and tastes so damn sweet.
“You’re pretty sneaky.”
“I think I should show you how present I am.” Gripping my shaft more firmly, she strokes me faster as her other hand grazes over my balls.
Her fingers brush my inner thigh, and her tongue finds its way back into my hungry mouth. Provocatively, she faintly swirls it with mine.
Clutching her hair harder, I release her lips and fight for the air she steals. “Fuck, I’m going to come, baby.”
“Do it. That way you can hold out longer when you make love to me.”
As her hand glides over my pulsating cock, her thumb rubs down the outer vein. I lose all control, my cum spurting all over her hand.
Tara has opened the door to a monumental amount of pent-up desire. I might have to change my mind about work. If she’s well, we might be held up in my bedroom for days. I only pray I can erase her recent negative feelings about sex.
My legs feel like they could buckle as I pull her against me and press several kisses to her hair.
“Promise me you feel better, or I’m not touching you.”
Her blue eyes along with one corner of her mouth tilts up at me. “I promise.”
Now, the difficult part. I look up to the
“Adrian’s been good for you, but I know you’ve helped him, too. You’re loyal and kind.”
Victoria hugs me back, and I’m relieved to have worked things out with both her and Simon.
Zev
“Jersey, I have to see Noah. It’s been days. He’s texted me twice, wanting to schedule the deal. I think he’s afraid Victoria is going to weasel her way in. He’s so damn selfish and arrogant. I knew he wouldn’t make an alliance with her,” I say into the phone.
“Alright. Come back to work, and make it happen, but you better channel every ounce of will you have to keep from killing him.”
“I will. See you tomorrow night.” I end the call and wipe my forehead with my towel. Sweat still beads there from my workout. I stroll from the gym to my bedroom. It’s two in the afternoon, and Tara has been napping since lunch.
For fuck’s sake!
Why did Kylie buy Tara such damn sexy panties? She’s on her stomach asleep, tangled in the sheet. The lower half of her sensuous body is outside of it, taunting my already waning control.
It’s been four days since I brought her here. Four days of lying next to her sultry, soft body. It’s smooth like silk and curvy in all the right places.
I’ve worked out every day, trying to release the sexual tension, but I might die if I go one more hour without really touching her.
A groan escapes me. Tara shifts her little ass in the bed. She claims she’s not in pain anymore, but I’ve barely touched her body, afraid that I might hurt her.
I stalk over to her and eye her plump lips. They’re parted, and she lets out a whimper. Another strangled groan leaves my throat, causing her to stir again.
I’m struggling not to pounce on her, so I head straight to the master bath. The hot water from a shower pelts my shoulders, easing the tension in them. Tilting my head back, I let the water roll off my thick hair.
I imagine Tara in her satin, black panties again, and an erection takes shape. Trying to ignore it, I grab the soap and lather my body, minus my straining cock.
If I touch it, I’m not going to let go until I have a release, and I’ve already masturbated two times since she got here. I feel like a fucking teenager. Closing my eyes, I rinse the shampoo from my hair.
“You missed a spot.” My eyes fly open, and Tara is facing me with a seductive smile. Her bare body is before me with droplets of water splashing onto her pale, creamy skin. Her pink nipples pebble, protruding far from her perfectly round tits.
She reaches for the soap, and once she has created a lather in her hands, she takes my cock into it and strokes it. A low growl vibrates from my chest, and I shove my fingers into her long, blonde strands.
Ducking my head, I plunge my tongue into her mouth. She’s brushed her teeth and tastes so damn sweet.
“You’re pretty sneaky.”
“I think I should show you how present I am.” Gripping my shaft more firmly, she strokes me faster as her other hand grazes over my balls.
Her fingers brush my inner thigh, and her tongue finds its way back into my hungry mouth. Provocatively, she faintly swirls it with mine.
Clutching her hair harder, I release her lips and fight for the air she steals. “Fuck, I’m going to come, baby.”
“Do it. That way you can hold out longer when you make love to me.”
As her hand glides over my pulsating cock, her thumb rubs down the outer vein. I lose all control, my cum spurting all over her hand.
Tara has opened the door to a monumental amount of pent-up desire. I might have to change my mind about work. If she’s well, we might be held up in my bedroom for days. I only pray I can erase her recent negative feelings about sex.
My legs feel like they could buckle as I pull her against me and press several kisses to her hair.
“Promise me you feel better, or I’m not touching you.”
Her blue eyes along with one corner of her mouth tilts up at me. “I promise.”
Now, the difficult part. I look up to the
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