Free Blackwater 3 - Breaking Brodix by Anne Rainey Page A

She’ll think I’m some sort of floozy.”
    Sarah watched with fascination as Brodix’s sexy mouth tilted sideways. “You’re not a floozy, and my mom is smart enough to know that. Trust me.”
    Still hesitant but willing to give Brodix the benefit of the doubt, she said, “Okay.”
    She looked at her uneaten bagel and said, “That looks delicious, but I’m not very hungry.”
    Brodix leaned toward her until Sarah could smell his woodsy scent. She had to force herself not to close the remaining few inches and inhale deep. If she were bolder, she’d do more than breathe in his masculine heat, she’d take a taste of his lips while she was at it. A good long taste.
    “And do you also find me delicious, sweetheart?”
    God, the man was a mind reader now. Sarah’s cheeks heated. “Brodix…” Desire hindered her ability to speak all of a sudden.
    When his hot breath caressed her ear, Sarah wanted to crawl onto his lap and purr. “Answer my question, Sarah.”
    The soft demand had her heart speeding up. He was so close, yet too far away. “Yes,” she breathed out, uncaring if she sounded desperate and needy. “As yummy as hot fudge, to be totally honest.”
    “Mm.” Brodix angled his head and licked her earlobe, then gently nibbled at the delicate skin. “And I think you’re exactly the flavor I’ve been missing all these years.”
    He drew little circles with his tongue, then teased his way down her neck and sucked at her pulse. Suddenly Sarah was surrounded by his large, powerful body. He effectively blocked out her worries. Everything vanished as Brodix’s tongue made a journey over her too sensitive skin. When he pulled back an inch, Sarah whimpered, wanting more. Wanting everything.
    “Give yourself to me,” he murmured.
    As Brodix began smoothing a palm over her back, Sarah knew there was only one answer she could possibly give him at that moment. “Yes.”
    Brodix so easily turned her body to fire and robbed her of the ability to think clearly. But for once she didn’t care. Didn’t want to think.
    His answering grin was predatory. Liquid heat dampened Sarah’s panties. Brodix looked like temptation in the flesh with his sinfully gorgeous black hair, and intense eyes. Eyes a woman could drown in. Last night, those eyes had been focused on her as if she’d been the only woman in the universe.
    Feeling a little more brave, Sarah reached beneath the table and grasped the length of Brodix cock beneath his pajama pants. He was hard as a rock, and Sarah’s mouth watered for a lick of the bulbous head. Their gazes clashed. He thrust against her palm and cursed. “You like playing, don’t you?”
    “With you, yes,” she admitted, her voice husky with unspent passion.
    When Brodix suddenly stood, Sarah went completely still. As he reached out a hand for her, Sarah stared at it, then slowly took it. He pulled her to her feet and murmured, “Sure you aren’t hungry?”
    “Not anymore.” The only thing that could satisfy her now was a large helping of Brodix.
    He wrapped his arms around her and brought her up against his body. “I’ve missed you, sweetheart. Maybe we should finish this in the bedroom.”
    It hadn’t been that long since he’d made love to her, but Sarah didn’t bother to remind him of that. She bit her lip and looked at the clock. It was only nine in the morning. “Do we have time?”
    “The cookout isn’t until four this afternoon,” he said. “Plenty of time.” When she didn’t respond right away, Brodix swatted her bottom.
    She cried out. “Ow!”
    He rubbed her ass and groaned. “Bedroom, sweetheart,” he growled.
    This time, Sarah didn’t hesitate. The instant she walked into his room, Brodix was stripping her out of the T-shirt she’d pulled on earlier. Within seconds, he had them both naked. “Mm, that’s better. I like seeing these pretty pink nipples.”
    Brodix’s right hand moved, and then the left, until he was cupping and massaging both of her