Free Eyes Wide Open: The Blackstone Affair, Book 3 by Raine Miller

just can’t. I quickly shut down that unpleasant thought and watched Brynne charm my family into devoted fans instead.
    “That bread smells so wonderful, Hannah.” Brynne walked over and checked out the fresh loaves on the kitchen counter. “I haven’t baked bread in a long time. That was fun this morning.”
    “It was for me too,” Hannah said. “Would you like some? I was just getting ready to do an early tea for Freddy and the kids. Fresh bread and homemade strawberry jam.”
    “It sounds divine, but a shower is calling my name after that long run and walk back here.” She tried to hold in another yawn, but it was impossible. She covered her mouth with a graceful hand and murmured, “I really apologize. I don’t know why I’m so tired. Must be all the fresh air making me sleepy.”
    I caught the smirking little glance between my sister and Freddy as we started to leave. I just shook my head at them both and followed Brynne back upstairs. I’m sure they started laughing at me the second we were out of the room. Fun times with family sticking their noses into every private detail of my life now, I thought. I guess you’d better get used to it.
    Brynne headed for the shower, and I checked my mobile for messages. My assistant, Frances, had promised to forward anything potentially pressing, but I was pleased to see it was minor stuff that could wait. Right now I needed to get clean and Brynne was naked in the shower.
    “You’re well aware there’s a water shortage in England, right?” I asked as I stepped in behind her, all slick with body wash and hot water, and making me crazed as usual.
    She turned, reaching for the shampoo, and gave me a thorough looking over. “I think I’ve seen the reports on the news, yes.”
    “So I figure we should share the water whenever it’s convenient.”
    “I see,” she said slowly, trailing her eyes downward to my awakening cock. “And you think right now is convenient?”
    “Extremely convenient.”
    “Then by all means, be my guest.” She moved out of the spray so I could move under it.
    “Oh, I’m going to need you closer than that if we’re to get the full benefit of sharing the water, baby.”
    “Is this close enough?” She took a step, the sight of her flushed wet skin making my mouth water in anticipation of getting a taste.
    “No.” I shook my head. “You’re miles away from me still.”
    “I thought you liked to look at me,” she said coyly.
    “Oh, I do, baby. Very much.” I nodded. “But I like to look at you and touch you at the same time best of all.”
    She took another step, which brought her within a couple inches, our bodies aligned but still not touching, the hot water streaming down in the small space that separated our bodies.
    I savored the moment of erotic heat that swirled between us—the anticipation of what was coming, because I knew I’d be devouring her with all of my senses very soon.
    “But you’re only looking at me and not touching,” she whispered, “how come?”
    “Oh, I will, baby. I will.” I brought my mouth to her neck and inhaled the scent of her skin, the soap and the water all mixed together in a heady elixir that only got me hotter. “How badly do you want to be touched?”
    “Very badly.”
    I could hear the need in her tone, and it cranked me higher. There was nothing headier than knowing she wanted this with me. I pressed my lips to the spot just below her ear and felt a delicious shiver from her. “Here?” I asked.
    “Yes.” She arched backward slightly, causing the tips of her hard nipples to graze the skin just below my chest.
    “Or maybe here is better?” I licked down from her neck, dragging my tongue over her delicious skin, trailing lower to meet one of those hardened nipples just begging to be sucked.
    “Ahhh yes,” she shuddered, pushing up on her toes, bringing that beautiful, soft, pink flesh to the edge of my lips.
    I flicked out my tongue and licked just the tip and heard her moan