Chapter 61 Tyler's Lust Two

• Tyler took her from the counter; she clung to him with her legs locked around his waist, and her arms laced behind his neck. They got as far as the massage table, where Tyler laid her back and pushed up her shirt. He cupped her breasts in each of his hands, then moved them slowly down to her stomach to her hips. He curled his fingers around the soft flesh of her ass and pulled her farther down the table, until the softness between her legs pressed against his bulging groin. He brushed the backs of his fingers against her inner thighs, moving aside the fabric of her shorts.
• "Ahhh, take them off" Zanna moaned.
• Taking a step back, Tyler did as he was told, tugging the shorts down and off. His breath caught as it always did when he saw the blonde wisps that nestled between her legs.