TYCE

TYCE by Shareef Jaudon

Book: TYCE by Shareef Jaudon Read Free Book Online
Authors: Shareef Jaudon
Ads: Link
pussy.
     
    Mission accomplished, fuck Tyce…but not right now.

 
     
     
    Did You See That?
     
     
          Angelique opened the door for the gentleman from the rental car company. For a moment, he just stood there gazing at her. She was wearing a sexy orange two-piece Brazilian cut bathing suit. The young man wasn’t expecting a model to open the door seeing as how the reservation was for a man. He regained his focus and gave his vocal cords a jump start.
“Ummm yes, is Mr. Adkins available please?”
“Sure come on in, I’ll get him.” Angelique replied flattered.
    Angelique turned and walked away she could feel his young brown eyes staring at her assets as she climbed the stairs. The boy was struggling to remain professional so he switched his outlook and inspected the shiny floors instead. Angelique walked through the open door to Tyce’s room.
“Hey, they rental car people are here.” She reported.
“Cool, they right on time.”
    Tyce’s eyes did exactly what the guest down stairs did as Angelique came in. He could also appreciate the site of a beautiful woman dressed to get wet. The messenger pretended not to notice and just continued switching her ass as she left the room. Tyce grabbed his bag and was happy to follow her out.
“Wasup man, how you doin’?” Tyce asked coming down the steps.
“I’m fine Mr. Adkins, thanks for asking. We have the car you reserved outside I just need your signature on a few pages here.”
    Tyce noticed that the young man appeared a little nervous. He was not making eye contact for very long and kept looking at the floor like he dropped something.
“You ok?” Tyce asked with concern.
Surprised by the question he answered, “Yes sir, I’m fine.”
    Tyce took the clipboard from the boy and signed on the highlighted areas. The boy was handsome and looked like he just turned 18 an hour ago. His eyes just kept moving to Tyce’s face, then back to the floor.
“Thank you Mr. Adkins, if you don’t mind we can step outside to look the vehicle over before I leave.”
    Tyce gave the dude a confused look then he put two and two together. He could hear Angelique behind him moving about the house. The young man was trying not to look at her for fear of being disrespectful. Tyce smiled at him and admired his mannerism.
He placed a hand on his shoulder, “It jus’ means you have good taste man…relax. Shit I was lookin’ jus’ like you a minute ago, shit I couldn’t help it.” He confessed. “Now let’s go outside and both look at this car.”
    Tyce returned from outside ten minutes later and made his way to the pool. The California sun was beaming and the pool looked especially inviting but not as inviting as Angelique. The pool and the weather paled in comparison to Angelique’s honey brown body gliding through the water. She swam to the edge and lifted herself out. Her birthday suit had a million beads of water on it like a windshield on a rainy day. The bikini was dismissed and laying on a patio chair. He’d never seen her naked before. One thing was certain…Angelique wasn’t shy and she had every reason not to be. She walked over to Tyce letting the breeze dry her body.
“Well well well happy birthday.” Tyce said hugging her damp body.
“You're crazy, and today’s not my birthday.” She giggled.
“It should be.” He replied.
    Neither Angelique nor Tyce moved an inch; they just stood there and looked at each other. Tyce placed his hands on her hips and tightened his grip bringing her body closer to his. He couldn’t resist anymore, he gently grabbed her bottom lip with his teeth. He sucked it soft and then harder as his passion grew. Their mouths opened up and their tongues fought like “ Ali” and “ Frazier” . Her tiny hand cupped the back of his neck as she tilted her head to the side. Warm air from his nostrils brushed her cheek as Tyce exhaled deeply. Their kiss intensified as Angelique worked her moist tongue like a ceiling fan on high.

Similar Books

Morgan's Wife

Lindsay McKenna

DoubleDown V

John R. Little and Mark Allan Gunnells

Purity

Jonathan Franzen

The Christmas Quilt

Patricia Davids