Pleasure Point: The Complete Series by Evans Jennifer

Author:Evans, Jennifer [Evans, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Second Reef Publishing
Published: 2016-11-14T08:00:00+00:00

Jax

Holly and I had been dating for a couple of weeks, and as much as I hadn’t been planning on it, I was falling for her. I knew it was because she reminded me of Rosalyn, but I didn’t care. She wasn’t Rosalyn. Rosalyn had left without a trace, and that had been so long ago. I needed to put that relationship in the past where it belonged.

Holly, on the other hand, was here now. She was down for any adventure I dreamed up. Over the short two and a half weeks since we’d met, I’d put her through the paces of my adventurous life, and she was an eager playmate.

One day, I asked her, “Hey, you want to go to yoga class together?”

“Does this mean I get to see you in a pair of tight yoga pants?” she said. “You know, the kind that all those skinny yoga swamis wear when they twist themselves into pretzels?”

I chuckled. “I’m not exactly skinny, but yes, I’ll wear whatever you tell me to wear if it means I get to see you do a headstand.”

“You are anything but skinny,” she said. “Last time I checked, you were looking pretty darn sturdy.”

I picked her up, and we went to the hot yoga studio she liked in Laguna Beach. The great thing about it was that the studio had a view of the ocean.

“You sure you can handle the heat, Jax Priest?” she teased as we lay our yoga mats on the wooden floor of the studio.

I had to admit, the room was a lot warmer than I thought it would be. “What’ve they got the heat cranked up to? A hundred and fifty?” I wiped my sweating brow.

“One hundred and five.” She sat in a perfect lotus posture, gathered her long hair into a pony tail, and the class began. The entire front wall was mirrored, so I got to watch Holly perform perfect yoga postures from the front mirror, as well as keep an eye on her shapely ass. The class was a lot more difficult than I thought it would be, and I was in great shape. My heart pounded, my body was covered in sweat, and there was not one inch of my towel or mat that wasn’t drenched by the time class ended. After class, and once most of the students had left the studio, I asked Holly, “Will you do a headstand?”

She smiled. “Why do you want to see me do that so much?”

“Because I think it’s cool.” I remembered all the times I’d seen Rosalyn perform her headstand and always thought it was the best part of her yoga routine. Rosalyn’s sweet body, her feet pointing in the air, the blood rushing to her face. Sometimes she’d let me lie on the floor next to her while she was upside down, and then when she released the headstand, she’d want me to kiss her because she said it felt heady having my tongue in her mouth with all the extra blood flow to her head.

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