Tazanna’s body went rigid on Dustin’s lap.
“Let me up!” She gritted through her teeth. She wiggled out of Dustin’s hold, nearly falling on Xander, who was still on his knees behind her.
“Easy, beloved,” Xander placed his hands on her hips to steady her.
Tazanna did not want that. She did not want to feel the sensual hum that his touch was evoking on her body. She yanked his hands away from her body and pulled up her yoga pants with as much dignity as she could muster, biting her lip to stop the moan escaping as the material rubbed on her sensitive bud. She moved away from them and turned to face them, her arms crossed her chest to stop them from seeing the pebbled n*****s. “Was this fun for you?” She asked, her voice hard and her eyes the color of thunderstorm clouds. “Uh? Using the so-
