…hmmm what to say first…

Will you believe that I am shy? Okay so you’re not buying that eh. I can’t blame you. I don’t have a shy bone in body. I’ve had this blog for a little while although I haven’t posted until now. Nah it wasn’t shyness why I didn’t post I just couldn’t think what I wanted to say. Then I thought hey just say something and don’t worry about it so I’m going to do as I do best and write whatever comes into my head. I’ve had an story burning in my brain for a while and since I like a challenge I will just write the idea here. Now bear with me since this will be unedited and shooting from the hip.

Passion Confidential: Her Every Desire

© Copyright Taige Crenshaw, 2005

The pains in her legs were excruciating but Kenya Blair refused to give up the burn. The burn that everyone claimed that you could work through to get to nirvana of the ultimate exercise.

They were all full of shit there was no such thing. All there was is pain to get a body that was supposedly considered the perfect. Chuckling under her breath Kenya was glad she didn’t buy into it. She was happy with her size 20 body.

When she had signed up a month ago for the gym in walking distance of her house and business the sales rep had tried to talk her into hiring a trainer to lose weight. Since her temper had gotten her kicked out of the last gym she was in she had resisted pitching him through a window instead she had in her most professional voice cut him down to size. Thankfully she hadn’t seen him again.

Coming to the gym wasn’t about that supposedly perfect body. She was healthy and comfortable with her body. Reaching for the controls on the treadmill she increased the speed and incline then continued with her workout. After a few seconds her body was back in rhythm with the machine. Blocking everything out she focused on her problem.
Something was nagging at her and for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what it was.

Her business, Voluptuous was doing well. The contractor, Kryan Ames had finally finished renovating her house to her specifications. Thinking of all that hot manliness Kenya sighed. She would miss seeing him. Hearing his deep rich voice that always made her want to take him to the bedroom and lock the door. Since he never gave any indication of interest and she didn’t believe in mixing business with pleasure she hadn’t. Although it was a near miss many a times instead when the urge to jump him had been to strong she had to state herself with her trusty old friend Mr. Big.
Shrugging she turned her attention back to what could be bothering her. Her business was in order. Her home was the oasis she imagined.

What am I missing?

“How are you enjoying your membership at Savoy’s Ms. Blair?” a smooth liquid baritone asked behind her.

Kenya gave yelp jumped then fell backwards. Strong arms caught her against a hard body.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you?” Are you all right?” There was concern in his voice.

Before she could answer she felt his member stir and press against her butt. Her own body got wet in response. Kenya gulped. In that instant it dawned on her what she was missing.

Sex. And lots of it.

Breathless Kenya replied. “Yes I’m okay at least I didn’t fall on my rump. Now that would have been mortifying.”

The man chuckled then slowly loosened his arms. Before turning Kenya tried to get in control. Taking a deep breath she turned and glanced up. She wasn’t surprised to see the tall chocolate Adonis that had been watching her work out for the last few nights. Up this close she finally had an answer to what color was his eyes. They were such a rich green that they were startling. The intensity in his eyes caused her heart to flutter. He smiled a quick sexy tilt to his lips. All she could think about was how fast it would take for them to get alone then get naked, sweaty and all over each other. The smile on his lips got wicked. The acknowledgement in his eyes was like he knew what she was thinking.


To be continued……

Let me know what you think of my writing straight from the hip. That’s it for my first blog. Hey I think I might be hooked already. LOL.

Taige

…hmmm what to say first...

Will you believe that I am shy? Okay so you’re not buying that eh. I can’t blame you. I don’t have a shy bone in body. I’ve had this blog for a little while although I haven’t posted until now. Nah it wasn’t shyness why I didn’t post I just couldn’t think what I wanted to say. Then I thought hey just say something and don’t worry about it so I’m going to do as I do best and write whatever comes into my head. I’ve had an story burning in my brain for a while and since I like a challenge I will just write the idea here. Now bear with me since this will be unedited and shooting from the hip.

Passion Confidential: Her Every Desire

© Copyright Taige Crenshaw, 2005

The pains in her legs were excruciating but Kenya Blair refused to give up the burn. The burn that everyone claimed that you could work through to get to nirvana of the ultimate exercise.

They were all full of shit there was no such thing. All there was is pain to get a body that was supposedly considered the perfect. Chuckling under her breath Kenya was glad she didn’t buy into it. She was happy with her size 20 body.

When she had signed up a month ago for the gym in walking distance of her house and business the sales rep had tried to talk her into hiring a trainer to lose weight. Since her temper had gotten her kicked out of the last gym she was in she had resisted pitching him through a window instead she had in her most professional voice cut him down to size. Thankfully she hadn’t seen him again.

Coming to the gym wasn’t about that supposedly perfect body. She was healthy and comfortable with her body. Reaching for the controls on the treadmill she increased the speed and incline then continued with her workout. After a few seconds her body was back in rhythm with the machine. Blocking everything out she focused on her problem.
Something was nagging at her and for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what it was.

Her business, Voluptuous was doing well. The contractor, Kryan Ames had finally finished renovating her house to her specifications. Thinking of all that hot manliness Kenya sighed. She would miss seeing him. Hearing his deep rich voice that always made her want to take him to the bedroom and lock the door. Since he never gave any indication of interest and she didn’t believe in mixing business with pleasure she hadn’t. Although it was a near miss many a times instead when the urge to jump him had been to strong she had to state herself with her trusty old friend Mr. Big.
Shrugging she turned her attention back to what could be bothering her. Her business was in order. Her home was the oasis she imagined.

What am I missing?

“How are you enjoying your membership at Savoy’s Ms. Blair?” a smooth liquid baritone asked behind her.

Kenya gave yelp jumped then fell backwards. Strong arms caught her against a hard body.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you?” Are you all right?” There was concern in his voice.

Before she could answer she felt his member stir and press against her butt. Her own body got wet in response. Kenya gulped. In that instant it dawned on her what she was missing.

Sex. And lots of it.

Breathless Kenya replied. “Yes I’m okay at least I didn’t fall on my rump. Now that would have been mortifying.”

The man chuckled then slowly loosened his arms. Before turning Kenya tried to get in control. Taking a deep breath she turned and glanced up. She wasn’t surprised to see the tall chocolate Adonis that had been watching her work out for the last few nights. Up this close she finally had an answer to what color was his eyes. They were such a rich green that they were startling. The intensity in his eyes caused her heart to flutter. He smiled a quick sexy tilt to his lips. All she could think about was how fast it would take for them to get alone then get naked, sweaty and all over each other. The smile on his lips got wicked. The acknowledgement in his eyes was like he knew what she was thinking.


To be continued……

Let me know what you think of my writing straight from the hip. That’s it for my first blog. Hey I think I might be hooked already. LOL.

Taige