“So when are you bringing Tasha over to Ashwood?” Florence, Grant’s mom’s voice, boomed out of the phone.
“Mom?” Wide eyed, Grant plopped down on the nearest couch. “Are you serious? You want me to bring her now?”
He and Tasha returned from Treasure Bay almost an hour ago and she went straight to see Maggie. He was pottering around, waiting for Tasha to return, when his mom’s call came in.
“Yes,” Florence sighed. “I want you to bring her home. William called me. He said you just left their house.”
“Yes mom,” he replied. “That’s true.” “Your brother and his wife said good things to say about your Tasha,” Grant’s mom said from the other end.
“You don’t know how happy I am, mom; that you have finally accepted her.” He laughed out happily. “Mom, thank you.”
“You are welcome, darling.”
“I know your wish for me is that I marry Camilla…” He stood up and started pacing around the kitchen. “I’m glad you can now see things in my way.”
“It’s okay, Grant,” she breathed deeply. “But you will still allow me to be friends with Camilla. I love her like the daughter I never had.”
“I understand, Mom,” he answered. “And of course, you can still be friends with her.”
Camilla, an elementary school teacher in Ashwood, was the woman Grant wanted to marry at first. But she betrayed him by marrying someone else. Then he later got married to his ex-wife. As fate would have it, both lost their partners to the cold hands of death. And his mother wanted him to marry Camilla now, but he didn’t feel like it at all.
“Good,” Florence’s voice rang in his ear. “I’m expecting you to bring Tasha soon.”
“Don’t worry, Mom,” he told her. “I will bring her before the end of summer.” “And her son, how is he?” she asked. “Are the two of you getting along?”
“Oh yes mom,” he replied. “He had even taken to me before his mom agreed to start a relationship with me. We are cool.”
“That’s very good,” she chuckled. They talked more for a few minutes before ending the call.
Tasha came in as he was dropping his phone back on the coffee table with a profound relief. He was so happy he hadn’t let Tasha in on the fact that his mom was skeptical of him being with her.
“How was it?” Grant asked as Tasha walked into the living room later that night. “Fine,” she shrugged. “She’s in love and afraid, like any other girl her age.”
“Well, that’s normal, it’s part of life,” they both walked into the kitchen. “I hope Kevin is not pushing her? He should allow her to take her time.”
“No, he’s not,” they both sat facing each other at the kitchen table. “That’s good,” Grant said.
“Do you still want to eat dinner?”
She asked, standing up. “I think I will only have a beverage. I am still full.”
“I will go with a beverage too,” Grant rubbed his stomach. “Let me help you,” he stood up to make the drink and asked Tasha to sit down.
“There’s nothing bad, or illegal with step siblings being in love and marrying each other.” Grant opened the top cabinet to bring out two cups when the kettle started whistling.”
“Yeah, I told her that,” she stood up and went to water the herbs on the windowsill. “I advised she should just flow along with the feelings and emphasized on her getting on the pills if she hadn’t before.”
“Good advice,” he set the two cups of beverage on the kitchen table.
“She’ll be fine,” he said. “She has a good head on her shoulders.”
“Yes,” Tasha agreed. “It’s a phase. She will definitely outgrow this.”
******
Grant walked into the bedroom. Tasha had left him in the kitchen to answer his boss’s phone call. She was now sprawled on the bed, not under the covers, though. But on the covers, like she had done since the beginning of summer.
“Why is Christopher calling you on Saturday night?” Tasha asked, as Grant walked into the bathroom.
“He wasn’t in office throughout yesterday,” Grant answered in between his teeth brushing. “He just wanted to know the progress my team has made with the hotel designs.”
“Oh, I see.”
Grant finished brushing and rinsed his face, then he removed his shorts and boxers and went to join Tasha in bed, crawling up her body.
“Hey,” he smiled at her.
“Hey,” she whispered.
He took her phone from her and dropped it on the nightstand.
“Didn’t I tell you William and Annie are going to love you?” He kissed her, and she kissed him back.
“How do you feel about our visit to Treasure Bay?” He asked when he broke the kiss.
“Happy,” she squealed and ran her fingers over his beard. “I’m so pleased with the way they received me.
“Good,” he pulled off her nightdress, making her naked as him. He fixed his eyes on her creamy breasts and had to fight to keep his breath going.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. “God, it makes me so hard,” Grant cooed. “I love looking at your perfect body.”
A feeling of exhilaration bolted through Tasha’s entire body as he talked. She rubbed her body against his in a frenzy.
He kissed down from her mouth to her neck and to her boobs. He licked her nipples with his tongue circling around them and sucked on them one after the other slowly at first, then faster and faster until her cries of ecstasy filled the room. His mouth claimed hers again.
The kiss was more passionate this time. Their tongues danced with their shared hungry desire for each other.
His mouth later moved to her lowered part.
“Oh God, Grant!” She gasped out a breath when he licked her pussy lips. He lapped at the juice that was licking out of her. His skillful tongue practically covered her whole vagina in one stroke. She grabbed his head with trembling hands, “Grant eat me, suck me…yes, yes!” she panted.
Spreading her lips with his hands, he exhaled against her snatch and slid his long tongue between her lips.
“Grant, I’m going to come! She screamed after he thrust just twice with his tongue. “I’m going to come. Don’t stop fucking me.”
She convulsed and burst out with more juice into his mouth.
He was filled with excitement as he licked up her fresh discharge, sending more orgasmic spasms into her body.
“Please,” she begged, writhing with pleasure. “Please, Grant, fuck me.” “Oh yes,” he rumbled out with a deep, satisfying laugh. “That’s what I’m going to do,” He set his hard dick up to the lips of her cunt.
“Oh, my God!” she moaned. “Give it to me, Grant.”
He rubbed the tip of his cock around her opening so gently, sending more blissful ecstasy from her core into her body.
“I’m going to come, sweetie,” she groaned from the pleasure he was giving her. “Yes…I’m coming.”
“Yes, come for me, baby,” he growled. “Come all over my dick.”
“Yes, I’m coming…Yes I’m coming,” she kept repeating as she slid into the throes of passion and gushed out her juices around his cock. “Yessss, Grant. Oh fucking yes!”
He pushed inside her, taking up all the space in her dripping warm channel.
“So good, so good. I like the feel of your big cock inside me.” She gasped. “Oh my God, you are so fucking deep.”
He groaned, not one for many words, filling her cunt with quick, long thrusts. His balls slapping hard against her ass.