Tank by Laramie Briscoe

Author:Laramie Briscoe [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books

Chapter 20

Blaze

“I’m so tired,” I sigh as I take my shoes off, sinking my toes into the plush carpet in Trevor’s living room. My feet still hurt from wearing the heels I did last night.

“I am, too,” he yawns as he takes his wallet out of his back pocket, putting it on the table next to the door. “It’s been a long couple of days.”

I collapse on the couch, snuggling into the blanket I left last time I’d laid there watching TV. Yawning, I glance up at Trevor. “Why don’t you come watch mindless TV with me? We can fall asleep in front of the Christmas tree like an old married couple.”

He laughs, the sound deep and rich. I love when he laughs like that. I’m thankful every time I hear it. I must close my eyes and doze off slightly, because the next thing I know, I jerk awake. Trevor is sitting on the other end of the couch with my feet in his lap, massaging the hard knot I have located in the ball of my foot from wearing those shoes last night.

“Oh dear God, that feels amazing, please don’t stop,” I moan, flexing against his fingers.

“It never disappoints me, hearing you say those words. It amazes me how many ways I can get you to say them though,” his tone is amused as his fingers continue to work against the hard spot.

“Now isn’t the time for you to make sex jokes, this feels so good. Merry Christmas to me.”

He drops my foot and I moan at the loss of the pressure. “Speaking of Merry Christmas, I have a gift to give you.”

“I have a gift to give you, too,” I smile over at him. “Let me go grab it,” I swing my legs over the edge of the couch and get up with a grimace as I put weight on my feet.

We meet back in the living room, sitting down together in front of the tree. Trevor’s legs are stretched out in front of him, before he leans over, cupping the palm of my cheek in his hand. He turns my face from side to side tilting my chin so he can inspect my neck. “I did good, huh?”

A saucy grin spreads across my face as I reach over and cup his dick in my hand through his pants. “I did good, too.”

He clears his throat loudly as he adjusts and hands me one of the wrapped gifts sitting next to him. “This is an apology for what I did last night.”

I’m intrigued with the way he’s phrased the words. As far as I’m concerned, there was nothing at all for him to apologize for. What we did last night was everything I wanted and more. “You know you don’t have to apologize, I loved last night.”

“You’ll love this too,” he assures me as he motions for me to open the gift.

Wrapped in Christmas themed tissue paper is some of the skimpiest, but also most beautiful lingerie I’ve ever seen in my life.

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