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Chapter One

Suddenly Taylor woke from a much needed nap. She was sweaty, crying and clinging to his pillow. Jesus! Of all the things she could have dreamed of, why did she have to dream about Chase and relive his death every time her eyes closed.

Just one time, she wanted to be able to sleep, without waking up fifty billion times having had a nightmare or dream resulting in her living nightmare. Or having to change her clothes that were drenched in her sweat. She smeared her hands over her face that was now flooded by tears.

As she changed, she couldn’t help but to think about the dream. To her, it seemed very real. Like it had only been yesterday. Everything in the dream had been identical to her memory. She sat down on the bed once more replaying that night.

*****

“Aren’t you ever gonna be done with whatever it is you work on out there? I am so sick of you spending hours after work in your mysterious workshop that I’m not allowed to enter. What are you hiding from me? I used to be able to go in there, what are you doing that you don’t want me to know about?”

“Eventually.” He said it in a way that was meant to drive her crazy. Nonchalant like. Well turnabout is fair play in love and war. This was most definitely war, or so she thought quietly to herself.

She strolled leisurely up behind him as he washed the grit from his hands, throwing her arms around his waist moving her hands straight to his manhood. She rubbed up and down his impressive length through his jeans and what she hadn't expected was the fresh smell of pine all over him to engulf her nares and stir her inner Goddess. She took a deep breath, and back to the task at hand she began teasing him with the plan of playing dirty. Really dirty if needed. To get him right to the point then stop until he told her exactly what she wanted to hear. That was her plan.

“You can touch all you like and both of us will enjoy it as always, but I’m not telling you anything.” He informed her of her failed assault as he continued to wash his hands as if she weren’t touching him at all. She didn’t have to touch him to get what she wanted. Or so she thought anyways. She wanted to show him exactly what she was thinking and what she could do.

She walked away from him flopping down on the couch and let out a hard sigh before flipping the channels on the TV. She ignored his laughter in the background as she had no doubt he thought this was entertaining. She fought to keep her eyes on the TV and not on him. That in itself was a task from hell for her to keep. Chase, so sexy, and hers to do with whatever she wanted.

“Are you gonna sit there and pout or are you gonna come take a shower with me? I could use some help with washing my back. You know you wash mine, I’ll wash yours. Or I’ll lick yours, you suck mine.” He laughed louder this time.

Shower! Shower! Shower! Her inner Goddess answered the question for her. Her mind however wasn’t going to give in so easy as she was determined to show him he too could fail at whatever game he was attempting and she knew exactly what cards he was playing with.

“Come on Babe, you know you don’t wanna play this game with me. I always win.” She could hear his amusement he was now attempting to hide in his voice. And there was something about that amusement that did things to her. Things she didn’t want to admit right now.

She stared at the TV trying to concentrate hard on not looking into his sapphire eyes. Just a look into his eyes would make her melt in her shoes and probably her panties as well. It didn’t take much for him to get her vaginal juices flowing, as if they were rejoicing for what was to come. Hell he didn’t have to do anything, just the thought of him and she was ready.

"Babe, are you seriously playing hard to get?" He almost sounded shocked, was she that easy? The first time she didn't say yes baby yes he knew exactly what she was doing. She thought to herself, yes I'm playing hard to get but I ain't about to tell you shit, because I'm about to get my way. She kept telling herself stay strong Taylor, you can do this.

"Really?" He slowly said the word showing how this had excited him. She knew it had. She didn't have to look at him to know. She could hear it loud and clear.

She watched him shrug his shoulders as he walked away. Oh well she thought, if this is how he wanted to play it so be it. She wanted to know what he was doing out there and why she wasn't allowed to be out there to begin with. This whole game of his had gone on for far too long.

She waited until she heard the shower running. His whistling began before she quickly ran into the bedroom removed the blanket and pillows from the bed and threw them on the couch. She ran back into the bedroom and stripped hurrying to get changed into her jammies and back on the couch before he finished.

She opened the door grabbing a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. She turned quickly to lay them on the bed but hands gripped her waist and began tugging her towards the shower. The water from his skin soaking in to her.

"Let me go right now. I'm not in the mood." She was serious. Seriously lying through her teeth that is. What she really meant was bend her over the bed and take her fast and hard.

He stopped, wrapped his hand in her hair and held tight while he pulled her head back to his chest. His other hand left her waist and trailed down her back, over her butt straight for the place she wanted him the most.

He parted her, running his finger over her clit, across her vagina, over her anus causing her breath to hitch. “Hmm.” He put his finger in front of her showing her how much she had drenched his finger with just a single rub.

“Looks like you do. Your mouths says no no, but your pussy says yes yes. I know you, you’re attempting to play hard to get and your pretending you’re mad at me for not telling you what’s out there but then as I said you’re only pretending.”

And as if that wasn’t enough, when he slowly licked and sucked juices juices off his long finger, she knew without a doubt much more

of that and she would come just watching him. She found this side of him fucking hot as hell. She almost felt disappointed to see his finger leave his mouth and trail back to her waist.

He quickly spun her around and pressed his mouth to her lips. She fought for all of about two seconds. The minute he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, it was over. She opened her mouth to moan and his tongue came rushing in and she had lost all since of hard to get, that she had.

Her body immediately melted towards him and gave into what they both wanted. Her hands roamed over his gloriously defined back as she licked down his neck. He deftly carried her to the shower and commenced to do what he did best. What they did best.

*****

She shook her head pulling herself from her thoughts. Quickly she showered and changed. When she came out from the shower she stared into the corner where the curio that had been the big secret sat. He had been making it for a surprise for her birthday.

She walked into the kitchen. The house was quiet. Liz was snuggled up on the couch with a book which Taylor hadn’t seen her do in a long time. Liz had used to love to read. That was all it seemed like she did until she moved in with Taylor to help out.

“So what’s it this time. Pirates capturing the heroine, who of course is a stow away, running from something or someone and her falling in love with the captain, where of course he will have to save her from whatever has her running and then they will sail into the sun set happily ever after?

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