“This is Jim, Tasha’s boyfriend,” interrupted Lucy.
“Alright mate?” said Ryan before turning to Lucy. “Are you coming to collect the rest of my stuff, Luce?”
Lucy nodded and returned her focus back to Jim and Tasha. “Are you two back for dinner? Maybe we could go out, down the pub or something?”
“Sounds great,” smiled Jim, wanting, needing to be liked by Tasha’s people.
“Cool,” replied Ryan as he pulled on the t-shirt he’d been holding. “Tash, I hope you don’t mind but I’ve taken over some of your shelf space in the bathroom.”
“No problem.”
“See you later then,” called Lucy as she followed Ryan out.
“Lucy seems nice, you two are quite alike, aren’t you?” Jim followed Tasha into the lounge/kitchen.
“And Ryan?” she asked.
“Jury is out. He’s all abs and innuendo,” he said accusingly, making Tasha laugh as she bent down and threw her washing into the machine.
He moved behind her where he gripped her hips firmly.
“Do you like abs and innuendo?”
“Depends whose abs and whose innuendo.” She leaned back against him, enjoying the feel of his firm body.
“How’s your ass, baby?” He pressed his erection against her.
“Sore, but okay. Better than last night.” She straightened and turned to face him.
“Show me your bedroom,” he whispered.
“Why, are you tired?” she asked with a mock serious expression.
“No.” He bent down and nipped her ear. “In fact, I’m getting used to no more than two hours sleep a day, although I was disappointed to get a full eight hours last night because of your red ass, but at least we didn’t need any lights on.”
She giggled as he persisted.
“Come on, Tasha. I want you. I need you,” he whispered hoarsely in her ear as he pushed his hands under her hoodie and found her nipples welcoming his attention.
“We’ll be late for lunch,” she gasped.
“We’ll be quick,” he said, making her laugh out loud.
“Not one of your best lines,” she smirked. “You are supposed to be charming my family today and you will not do that if we are late.”
“But right now I am more interested in charming you out of your panties, baby.”
She writhed as his fingers found their way into her bra. Her phone rang, breaking the moment and as she retrieved it from her pocket she smiled at him and answered.
“Hello Grandma. No, we are leaving in a few minutes. Do you need me to bring anything?” she asked. “Okay, yes, I’m coming now,” she said and realised Jim had removed her trainers and was pulling her jeans down.
“See you soon, bye Grandma.” She hung up and smiled down at Jim. “What are you doing?”
“You know I like honesty, right?” he asked cryptically.
“Yes…” she replied hesitantly.
“You told your Grandma you were coming, so...” His fingers disappeared inside the front of her pants.
