Operation Foreplay by Christine Hughes

Author:Christine Hughes [Hughes, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2015-11-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Wake up!” I hit Jared with a pillow. “We have yoga on the beach in…”—I checked my phone for the time—“fifteen minutes.”

“I don’t want to.” He stretched, tightening his back muscles as his arms reached above his head, and disappeared under the pillow.

“You promised. Let’s go. Up. Up. Up.” I ripped the blanket off him and tossed it on the floor. Taking a moment to admire the way his boxers sat just below his tan line, I chewed the inside of my cheek, wishing it were his ass I was biting. “Come on.” I took a chance and slapped his ass.

“Did you just slap and grab?”

“I slapped. There was no grab.”

“I distinctly felt a bit of cuppage. You grabbed.” He turned his ass toward me. “Do it again.”

“If I grab your ass will you get up and go do yoga with me?”

“Yes.”

“Fine.” I saw him tense as he waited for me to take a handful. Laughing, I kicked a leg over and straddled the backs of his thighs. With my hands hovering over each of his cheeks, I heard him inhale right before I performed the ultimate smack, grab, and lift on his perfect ass. His tiny groan caused my lady parts to throb a bit. “Now can we go? As it is we’ll have to run to get there on time.”

He shifted under me so I was straddling the most important part of his boxer shorts and placed a hand on each of my thighs, his fingertips grazing just underneath the hem of my running shorts. “I like your shorts.” He squeezed my thighs.

“Thank you.” Just to tease him, I squeezed my thighs against him and shifted.

Reaching up, he ran his finger across the bottom of my bright orange sports bra. “I like your sports bra shirt thing.”

“Again, thank you.” I pushed his hands down.

He sat up quickly, pinned my arm behind my back, and pulled me closer to him. I could feel him between my legs and I inhaled sharply. Nuzzling against me for a moment Jared finally whispered, “Do I have time to pee?”

“You have time to pee,” I was barely able to squeak out. I thought my tongue would jump out of my mouth and lick him all on its own.

“Great.” He let go of my arm, grabbed me by my ass, and lifted me off, tossing me to the side of the bed. He pulled on the sleeveless shirt I threw at him, and stepped into a pair of running shorts.

I pulled two water bottles from the fridge and tossed him one when he walked in the kitchen, still groggy from a night of gorging himself on fried everything.

“We gotta go.” I handed him a towel as we headed out the door.

We jogged easily to the yoga class that was already in progress and joined in after tossing our shoes in a pile and laying out our towels. Thankfully, they were still in seated meditation, so we didn’t miss much. I found a spot at the end of a row and Jared fit himself in behind me.

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