Free Dirty: Loving Him Against All Odds by Christine Gray Page B

“Hum, I wonder if I can stick my dick in you while we’re in the pool without anyone noticing?” His gaze shifted back to her face when she moaned. “Oh, that’s right…you’re a moaner. Well, maybe just a finger, or two then,” he whispered.
    Trish was at a loss. At that second, all the things that she had been doubting about being with Brayden went out the window. All she saw was the man that had been consuming her every thought, the man that had been driving her crazy with desire. Her hands captured his head and pulled him downward to meet her lips. He gladly opened his mouth and relished in her heated kiss. All the other times, it had been him that was pouring himself into each stroke of his tongue with her happily receiving it. However, this kiss was different. Now it was her that was communicating the extent of her need, her passion. He lifted his head to glare at her in awe. He hadn’t been ready for the dizzy sensation he was left feeling. He moved to go back in for another kiss, only for the loud sounds of their children to stop him. He groaned then backed away.
    “Move,” he ordered, slapping her on the ass. “Damn girl, look at how that ass jiggles,” he teased as he shook her right ass cheek.
    They both went into the living room to find five, hyper kids ready to go for a swim.
    “Did you want them to eat before or after the pool?”
    Seeing how he wanted to take the opportunity to pick up where they had left off, he went for swimming now. With them being able to keep an eye on the kids from the kitchen and living room, he felt everything would be fine. He walked outside and laid down the ground rules. The fact that the pool only went up to four feet calmed a lot of his worries. He hid his readiness to return back into the house until she was finally ready to do so.
    “What’s for lunch?” he inquired, following her through the living room and into the open kitchen. He glanced at the large Tupperware dish that sat upon the large granite island that stood between them.
    “Hamburgers on the grill with fries,” she offered. “I just have to season the meat.”
    “The meat, hum…and how do you take care of the meat?”
    There was no doubting that he wasn’t talking about the cool hamburger she had put in the dish last night to cook by the pool today. She watched him follow the tip of her pink tongue as she moistened her full lips. Brayden had never thought that listening to someone tell their list of seasonings could be so downright sexy, but he found out it could be that day. He watched her lips from under his hooded lids as she spoke. It wasn’t what she said, but the husky tone in how she said it that aroused him. His hand went to his cock. He raised his eyes at the sound of her breath catching in her throat.
    “That sounds good, but let me tell you how I would do it.”
    Trish stood frozen while he walked around the island toward her.
    “Do you have an onion and some milk?” he asked.
    “Y...yes,” she replied in a shaky voice. Clearing her throat, she turned around to the refrigerator and opened it.
    The large door blocked them from the pool and hid them from the view of their kids. Brayden wasted no time using that fact to his advantage. He pushed her forcefully further into the fridge. His strong hands came up to cup her full breasts before he pulled her top down to expose them. Swiftly, he grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around to face him. She reached down and pulled the cover up to give him access to her body. He opened his mouth wide and began to suckle hard on her nipple. His hands were everywhere. She gripped his hair to hold his mouth in place.
    “Lift your leg for me,” he moaned hotly against her flesh.
    Without hesitation, she did as he commanded. She shivered at the feel of his hands slowly trailing under her inner thigh. She knew what his destination was, and she couldn’t wait till he reached it. He tugged the suit out of the way. This is when he finally