Free Secret Temptation [The Callens 3] (Siren Publishing M?nage Everlasting) by Melody Snow Monroe Page B

hadn’t undone the loop around the neck. While he might not be able to see her tits under the swirling water, her naked tits felt colder.
    She released him and backpedaled. At the same time, she rehooked her bra. “I’ll see you on shore.”
    She winked and took off, hoping the head start would allow her to win the race. She’d gotten halfway across the two-hundred-foot-wide pond when Blake grabbed her kicking legs and pulled her under. Fortunately, she held her breath in time. Head submerged, she gave one big kick and swam to the surface. The energy from swimming had warmed her. She refrained from laughter for fear of getting more water in her mouth.
    As she turned to get away, his hands took hold of her hips. She wiggled out of his grasp and swam toward shore. After two powerful kicks, she realized he was only trying to hold on to her swim bottoms.
    Oh, my . She looked back, and Blake was grinning and waving them in the air. That would be his downfall. Determined to reach shore first, she ducked her head and swam as hard and fast as she could. When she reached shore, she looked up and Blake was right next to her. He stood up and walked out dangling her bottoms.
    Ten feet from shore he turned around. “Oh, are these yours? You must have left them on the other side.”
    “You’re a riot.” She wasn’t planning on staying in the water much longer.
    Damn . Here she’d planned on getting him naked, not the other way around. The only way to diffuse this situation was to pretend it was no big deal to be naked. Head held high, she strode out of the water and went right up to Blake.
    She took the bottoms from his hand. “Thanks!”
    The air that had been warm a few minutes ago now seemed freezing. She’d packed a towel in her pack. When she bent over to retrieve it, Blake stepped behind her.
    He drew her hips toward his hard cock. “Darlin’, with an ass like yours, you should never bend over like that. It makes my mouth water.”
    His words took a second to register. While she understood that in a ménage, she’d be having a cock in her ass as well as one in her pussy, when actually presented with the situation, she might not be ready. She quickly pulled out the towel.
    Standing, she slipped out of his hands and faced him. “I’ll remember next time.” She held the towel in front of her.
    He slipped the terrycloth from her fingers. “You look cold. Want me to dry you?”
    Her damned teeth had been chattering. “Yes.”
    “Turn around. I’ll start with your back.”
    Darn . Maybe she shouldn’t have agreed so quickly. He’d think she’d come here to seduce him. While that might have been her intent, letting him know might not be so good. The moment he began to run the towel over her back and ass, all thoughts of right and wrong disappeared. The warmth from the rubbing seeped into her soul. She urged his hands to go between her thighs then capture her tits.
    Hurry . “Aren’t you cold, too?” She wanted to rub him down as soon as he finished polishing her body.
    “Just being near you is heating me up.”
    The man could deliver a good, convincing line. He stepped closer and threaded the towel between her legs. The friction over her pussy sent all of her senses into overdrive. She dropped her head back against his shoulder and he maneuvered the towel over her stomach to her tits.
    He kissed her neck. “I want to take off your top.”
    “Go ahead.” He’d already seen most of her.
    He untied the bow at the back of her neck and the small triangles covering her tits fell. He wrapped the towel around her neck and drew her breasts into his hands.
    “These are a perfect fit.”
    “Your hands are warm.”
    He pressed his cool chest against her back and drew her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He rolled them right and left, increasing the pressure with each pass. The divine touch sent sparks straight down to her pussy. A fresh breeze blew across her body, chilling her. As much as she loved having him