“It wasn’t scary,” Nicole said leaning against Taylor’s body as they walked out
of the movie theatre.
“You were totally scared,” Taylor laughed tossing the keys to the rental
car up in the air.
Nicole reached out and caught them before he could. “Well at least I have
you to protect me.”
“That’s right,” he said wrapping both arms around her shoulders as he
walked beside her.
“Can I drive?” Nicole asked circling her arms around his waist and
resting her head against his chest.
“Mm, I don’t know.”
“Please,” she looked up at him. “I’ll be good.”
“And what if I want you to be bad?” Taylor smiled mischievously.
“I’ll save that for later,” she said quietly while she dragged her finger
across his stomach under his t-shirt.
Taylor knew their whole sexual innuendo-filled conversation was just a
tease and that was Nicole’s personality. But he couldn’t help wishing she was
serious when she ran her cold fingertips across his warm stomach.
“Promise?” Taylor raised his eyebrows.
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“I’ll be down to get you in like, 5 minutes,” Taylor said holding the
elevator open as Nicole stepped out onto her floor.
“Alright. I’m timing you,” she warned making her way down the hall.
Taylor laughed to himself and pushed the button for the third floor. Nicole took
out her key card and let herself in her room. She sighed and kicked her shoes off
before pulling her tank top over her head and tossing it on the bed. She bent
down to open her suitcase and found her swimsuit - a black low-cut halter and
matching bottoms. After she changed she looked at herself in the mirror. She
retreived her shimmery lotion and smoothed some on her chest and down her
arms. Putting her hands on her hips, she turned to the side and slapped her
stomach. She got a large white towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around
herself as Taylor knocked on the door.
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"Alright," Taylor said walking back out to the pool from inside. "I asked the manager to see if he could get us some food."
"Cool," Nicole said laying her towel on a chair. "I didn't expect you to see this much of my body on a first date." She put her hand down on the concrete and got in the pool.
"Hey, it doesn't bother me if you're concerned," Taylor said before he jumped in the pool.
“The kitchen was closed, sir, but we have this fruit,” the manager of the
hotel offered bending down to lay a plate by the pool.
“Sweet,” Nicole smiled.
“That’s perfect, thanks,” Taylor said.
“No problem. Anything else?”
Taylor looked at Nicole. “You want anything?”
“Nope, this is good. Thanks,” she said.
The manager nodded and backed away to go back inside. Taylor picked
up a piece of pineapple and tossed it at Nicole’s face. She quickly opened her
mouth and caught it.
“Nice,” Taylor approved.
Nicole picked up a cherry by its stem and took it in her teeth popping out
the stem.
“Good?” Taylor asked picking up a cherry.
“Mm hmm,” she nodded.
He let the tip of his tongue pick up the cherry before closing his lips
around it while he looked at her.
“Stop,” she laughed splashing water on him.
“Am I turning you on?”
“Yeah, I can’t handle it,” she said resting against the wall of the pool and
laying her arms across the concrete.
He smiled and picked up another cherry placing the stem in his mouth.
He came closer to her and held it in front of her face. She took the cherry in her
teeth and pulled it off the stem.
She giggled and brushed her fingertip along the bridge of his nose.
“You’re bad.”
“You want me.”
“Are you offering?” She raised her eyebrows.
He shook his head. “Stating a fact,” he said smiling.
“Ah,” she smiled picking up a piece of pineapple. “What makes you so
sure?” She held the fruit to his lips and he slid his tongue along it before she
pulled it back.
“Well either you want me,” he said looking down at her fingers as she
touched the fruit back to his lips. He sucked gently until she pulled slightly
away and ran the pineapple across his bottom lip.
“Or...” She concentrated on his glistening, sticky lips trying their
damndest to get the fruit from her fingers.
“Or you’re just a tease,” he lifted his eyes to meet hers.
She held the piece of pineapple up to her own mouth and ate it. “Well
which do you prefer?” She asked trailing her finger across his bottom lip.
He parted his lips and sucked gently at her fingertip. She let out a tiny
moan with the unexpected feeling of his tongue trailing along the underside of
her index finger. He sucked to the tip and let her hand fall so it trailed down his
chest. “Personally I’m enjoying it either way,” he told her.
She smiled and picked up another cherry. “Can you tie a cherry stem in a
knot with your tongue?” She asked.
“I don’t think so,” he told her. “Can you?”
“Mm hmm,” she nodded.
“Lemme see,” he instructed.
She held the cherry to his mouth so he could bite it off the stem. She put
the stem in her mouth and after a while of playing with it with her tongue, she
pulled it out showing him the knot. “See?”
Taylor raised his eyebrows. “Wow. Sexy.”
“Here, you try,” she offered taking another cherry from its stem.
He took the stem and put it in his mouth. “How do I do it?”
“Make like a U on your tongue and then cross the ends, and then like,
pull-”
“Wait, wait,” Taylor said concentrating as his tongue tried to control the
cherry stem.
She watched him in amusement and looked at his mouth finding it quite
inviting. She moved a strand of wet hair off his forehead as he looked at her.
“Got it?” She asked.
He held up one finger indicating that he almost had it. She looked down
at his lips and briefly licked hers. She lightly touched her lips to his. Taylor
immediately closed his eyes and kissed her back.
He pulled away. “Wait a sec,” he said pulling the untied cherry stem out
of his mouth and tossing it to the side. “Okay,” he breathed before he took the
sides of her face and resumed kissing her. Nicole smiled against his lips and ran
her fingers down his stomach and wrapped her arms around his waist. Taylor’s
tongue found its way into her mouth and ran along the underside of her tongue.
The cold silver ball contrasted the warmth of her mouth as the stud clicked
against her teeth. He moved his hands out of her hair and down her arms. She
slowly pulled away letting his bottom lip fall from between her lips.
She cleared her throat and stuck her fingers in the waist band of his shorts
pulling him closer. “You taste like pineapples,” she told him.
Taylor licked his lips and slid his arms around her waist. “So do you.”
Part Five
