Page 104 of Taeja

Wanting to get the mood back to how lively it was, Taeja gently nudged Damon’s side with her elbow. “Tell me yours.”

Damon groaned. “Nothing comes to mind right now.”

“Yeah? I can name a few,” Zain said.

Damon glared at Zain. “See, baby? This is why I don’t like him. Having a twin is all fun and games until it gets to moments like these.”

Taeja chuckled. “This is a judgment-free zone. Tell me or else Zain ago tell me sum way more embarrassing from Wappy kill Phillop.”

“Hm, let me see… Okay, I got one. Zain, do you remember that time we went to that fair in high school?”

“When you got stuck on the ferris wheel?” Zain asked.

Seeing Damon nod, Taeja rolled her eyes. “That nuh embarrassing!”

“I haven’t got to the best part,” Damon said. “I was on the ferris wheel with the girl I was dating. It got stuck for half an hour at the top and we were dying of boredom, so we started touching each other. She was sucking my dick, and I was too focused on that to pay attention to the ferris wheel moving again. When we got to the bottom, everyone was wide-eyed with their cameras while my dick was out.”

Taeja burst out laughing. “A good! A long time yu likkle and whoring.”

“Whoring?” Damon scoffed. “I’m not a man-whore if I only fuck one person at a time.”

“I guess you’re right.”

The corner of his lips quirked upward before he looked away, focusing on the high-rise buildings that populated the surrounding area. “The pictures being out there for everyone to see is what got me into tech. I know this is the internet and nothing ever gets deleted from it — unless you know the right places to hide stuff.” Damon grinned. “It was a nice picture though. Why are you looking at me like that? Everyone said I have a pretty dick.”

“It would look prettier in my mouth.”

Damon’s eyes shone as he sat more upright. “Yes?”

Taeja nodded. “It’s time for dessert. Are these walls soundproof?”

“Very.”

Taeja smiled. Her blood rushed to her core, craving Damon’s dick in her as seconds passed by. She came out of his hold and knelt before him, her fingers fumbling with his belt. She knew Damon wanted her, too. He wanted her from the moment she walked in — so it was surprising when he stopped her.

“Wait,” he said.

“I want you now,” Taeja said, pushing away his hands and reaching for his belt.

“Taeja.”

She looked at him with her brows knitted. “You don’t want me?”

“I always want you,” he reassured quickly. “There’s nothing more I want than to take you all over this office and make you scream my name so loud everyone will wonder if the walls were ever soundproof to begin with. But I have the ring in, baby, I have to go take it out.”

The ring.

Whew.

Her hands moved to rest on her lap.

Did she want him to use it? Eventually.

But was she ready? Right now?

Zain fucked her senseless an hour ago, and she was still sore. Could she manage Damon and his painfully tempting apadravya?

Of course.

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