Seduced 2 Read Online Free

Seduced 2
Book: Seduced 2 Read Online Free
Author: P.A. Jones
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did you find there?”
    “A journey of struggle.” He sighed.
    "I want to swim in your little tank." I looked at the pool and an idea struck my mind.
    "It's not as little as you think," he replied, while smiling mischievously.
    "Are you sure about your wound, though?"
    "Yes, I'm doing fine and they have provided me waterproof bandages, so no issue in doing some freestyle stretching." His eyes were studying my body and kissing all the curves. And I liked it. It had been almost a year since someone gazed at me like that, we had sex last week, but we didn't have much time to look at each other like that.
    "Skinny-dipping, then." I pointed towards the back of his house. I was exited to enter the water and the most attractive thing was him; he was going to dive with me.
    "It's a little deeper than you think, so be careful." His eyes still roamed around my body like a lion watching every movement of his prey.
    "Don't worry, I was champion of my school in swimming."
    "I'm watching out for you," he replied, "And I wouldn't restrain you." His eyes glistered in the light.
    "That sounds a little kinky."
    "I don't mind if you are into that kind of thing," he grinned.
    "I don't know what kinds of things I'm into." I walked to him, body humming, desire flowing through my veins as my fingers trailed down Tristan's rock-hard chest, feeling the outline of his muscles through the thin fabric of his t-shirt. "What about bondage?" I pressed my hand on his pectoral muscle, sighing as I dug my fingers into his hot flesh.
    "I think you are drunk and you should go home," he said, looking at my cleavage.
    "I want to play with you right now," I said without hesitation. Whiskey was working on my brain.
    "You play with me." His hand covered mine, pressing my hand closer to his heart, sending the awareness through my veins, "You played nice last time." His eyes sparkled with a dark lust. "You know what I mean." He came closer; his hands dropped to my hips, pulling me closer to him.
    I felt dizzy with more intense waves of desire. I could feel my nipples pulled tight inside my bra and my entire body ached for Tristan to touch me, hold me, squeeze me tight. I wanted his mouth on me, his hands everywhere and anywhere. I walked away with an overwhelming sensation of desire.
    "Where are you going?"
    "Skinning deep in your pool."
    "Don't … you are drunk. You’ll drown."
    "I swim like a fish, Mr. Scott. You don't have to worry so much about me." I giggled at his image of me drowning in his little pool.
    "At least you drink like one." His smile widened as he flashed his teeth's to me.
    "Believe it," I said as my hands reach for the bottom of my t-shirt to pull it off. A thrill rushed through my body as I tossed it at him.
    He caught it and threw it away.
    "Nice catch," I said.
    "I don't believe I'm saying this, but stop taking your clothes off. Tomorrow I don't want you saying that I took advantage of a drunk girl." His voice was a little naughty and his eyes full of desire.
    "I see." I stepped out of my shorts and then unhooked my bra. "Now you have to take advantage of me." I tossed by bra on a chair.
    I looked deep in his endless eyes as I tossed my bra on the chair. It was almost dark, but still I could read the hunger in his eyes. He was set for my adventure in the pool. "Come on and swim with me, I dare you." I teased him more. I turned and strolled into the water, hoping that Tristan would follow.
     
    Tristan
     
    I was paralyzed by the sight of Nikki dropping into the water in nothing but a G-string. I'd seen her naked once before, but looking at the curves entering the water was like seeing a sex goddess. My already aching body throbbed to go and wrap her against me. Damn, she is driving me crazy with her body.
    You are beautiful, nah, mesmerizing. I couldn't find the words to describe her perfectly. I stripped my t-shirt and shorts and went in behind her. I could feel the hunger pumping through my veins as I entered the cold water. For a second,
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