Free Sweet Affection (Truth Book 3) by Grace Henderson Page B

Everything I have is yours. It may not be a Bentley, or a helicopter…” she smirks at me and starts playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. If I didn’t have something important I want her to know, I could easily fall asleep from the soothing strokes against my skin.
    “…But it’s yours. I have enough money that I live comfortably and I’ve never been bothered about buying flashy things. But when I do splash out, it’s something important. Like this cabin. It’s not just for me. Holidays, time together, trips with friends. It’s for us.”
    I hope I can get her to understand.
    “Everything I do, is with us in mind. Because I love you. And I want forever with you. It’s that simple.”
    Her eyes glisten with the warning of tears. That’s not what I was going for.
    “Babe, what’s wrong?” Shit, she’s going to cry. Nice work, asshole.
    One tiny stream of water falls down her face and I wipe the wetness away with my thumb. Fuck, I’ve never been good with words and now I’ve just gone and fucked up a sexy as hell evening. What a loser. She places her hands in between us and plays with a ring on her right hand.
    She needs a matching one on the left.
    Soon.
    “Babe.” I whisper as the tears drift down in quick succession. Then she does something totally unexpected.
    She laughs.
    A full-blown, musical, sweet sounding giggle that pulls my brows in as far as they’ll go.
    What the fuck?
    Now I’m confused.
    Women .
    I’ll never understand them.
    “I’m s-sorry.” She stutters out and tries to pull air into her lungs. She chokes out another laugh. “Holy shit, I can’t breathe.”
    “Wanna let me in on your trail of thought? ‘Cause I tell ya babe, I have no idea what it is.”
    She shifts self-consciously in my lap but carries on smiling.
    “Sorry. God, that was inappropriate. But I promise, I was laughing at myself. You, James Dawson are amazing, and sweet, and romantic. And I don’t know what I did to deserve someone like you but I’m glad I did it. Because I’ve never been this happy, and it’s all because of you.” She puts her arms back round my neck and lowers her soft lips to mine, kissing me gently. 
    “Oh, and the awkward laughter was me realising what a girl I’ve become. All mushy and sentimental and swooning at speeches like that. Seriously, you make me act like a girl, damn you!” She laughs and playfully hits my chest and the mood is lightened in an instant. Her eyes get back that mischievous twinkle that my cock loves to see. 
    “Last time I checked you were a girl.”
    She captures her pink, plump bottom lip between her teeth and leans in close. “Maybe you should check again. Just to make sure.”
    Now this is going in a better direction.
    I raise an eyebrow when she grinds her hips against me. She lifts her body off me, just slightly and her perfect round tits rise just over the bubbles on top of the water. I palm them both in my hands and she leans her head back, moaning softly.
    Fuck, she’s mine. All mine.
    My hands squeeze and caress her tits, and I rub my mouth over every inch of them, murmuring against her skin, “Definitely sexy as fuck female.”
    I push them both together and lick across both nipples at the same time which causes her to inhale sharply and press into me further. She glides herself over my hard cock easily, the water easing the way, and if her thighs clenching round my hips are anything to go by, it’s hitting just the right spot.
    “God, I need to be inside you.” 
    “ Yes .” She responds quickly and I feel her hand roam beneath the water and wrap around me. When she pumps her fists up and down, I nearly come right there and then, but I still her hand and mumble against her lips. “Inside you, babe. I want to fill that sweet pussy of yours.”
    I hold my cock in one hand, and wrap the other round her waist as I ease her down onto it. My eyes never leave hers while she takes every inch of me slowly, until her ass meets my balls and