Page 9 of Taeja

Taeja scoffed before lying on her back. She swayed her hands beside her, smiling at them. “Mi nuh need dat. See? I can float. And I know you guys won’t make me drown before you fuck me.”

“Your mouth, Taeja…”

She smiled wickedly. It brightened her entire face, and it tugged at his heart. Just when he thought she couldn’t look any more perfect, here she was — redefining the whole word.

“I know ways you can shut me up,” she said, throwing him a wink.

Zain walked toward the edge of the pool. His hair was caught in a low ponytail with two stubborn locs flowing down his forehead. “I know ways, too.”

Taeja’s smile widened, and she swam toward him. Resting her elbows on the edge of the pool, she craned her neck to look at him. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Stooping, Zain offered a can of soda to her. “Shut up.”

Taeja’s mouth dropped, quieting with a pout.

Damon glared at the back of Zain’s head. “He’s joking, Taeja.”

Taeja glared at Zain. “You’re mean to me. You know that?”

“I’m not mean to you,” Zain answered as he sat on the edge of the pool and put his feet in the water. “You talk a lot.”

Taeja rolled her eyes and cracked open the can of soda. She took a sip, then rested it beside Zain. “Damon, yago mek him call mi chattabox?”

“I’m staying out of this.” Chuckling, Damon walked over and stepped into the cool water. He sat on the edge and called her over, and she swam toward him. Hewrapped his arms around her waist. Her breasts pressed against his chest. He was sure she could feel his dick pressing against her stomach. “You’re a handful, you know that?” Damon asked while brushing away the strands of wet hair that stuck to her forehead.

“Trust me, I know…” Taeja replied, and his brows furrowed.

He pulled away from her, his brows narrowing more as he looked at her. Her eyes weren’t shining like they usually did. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” she replied with a quick nod. She gave him the prettiest smile, making him think he imagined the flash of emotion he saw.

He chose to drop it for now. “Okay,” he said, placing a long kiss on her forehead. When he pulled away, her face brightened.

Damon and Taeja chatted and laughed over drinks, getting to know each other a bit more. He was so entranced by her, he almost forgot why she was here in the first place.

Occasionally, Taeja would try to reel Zain into the conversation, but the man never said more than he needed to. It made Taeja divert all her focus to Damon. Turning her back to him, she asked, “Can you take this off me?”

“You like teasing us, Taeja?” Damon asked, watching her crane her neck slightly and expose her nape.

Taeja chuckled innocently. “You should know that by now.”

Obeying her request only because he thought she was overdressed, he grabbed a handful of her thick, wet hair and brushed it over her shoulder. He brought his mouth to her skin and showered her neck and shoulder with soft, lingering kisses. While he sucked on the nape of Taeja’s neck, he looked at Zain.

Zain moved his drink to his mouth and took a large chug. Nothing obstructed Zain’s face. Damon could see the glint in his brother’s eyes.

Looking away, Damon watched as his hand trailed up the taut skin of Taeja’s abdomen until it circled her neck. His thumb pressed into her skin, restricting her breathing, and making Taeja release a long, uneven breath. Teasing her ear with his teeth, he hummed as she shivered. He loved how responsive she was.

Breaking away, he focused on the more important task at hand — getting this material off her despite how sexy she looked in it.

If her nipples pressing against the thin material were already driving him crazy, seeing her naked would surely push him off the brink of insanity.

His fingers gently grazed the small of her neck… the dip of her spine… until they reached the straps that stretched across her back.

He saw a chill run through her body, making his dick throb. Taeja didn’t have to try too hard to get him and his brother, who watched intently, excited.

Slowly, he unlatched the bra and threw it on the edge of the pool. When Taeja’s ample breasts sprang free, Damon saw Zain force down a gulp.

Maybe Taeja winked at Zain because whatever expression she threw at him made his eyes narrow, warning her that he didn’t like to be tested.

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