Free Breathless (The Breathe Series) by Rachel Brookes Page A

her touch, I choked out a groan and began rubbing my chest in circular motions to ease the burning sting her hand had left. “Yes, they flew over with me. They wouldn’t let me come over if they weren’t here, and luckily they were both on vacation so it worked out perfectly.”
    Her eyes glistened before she dropped them from my gaze and looked everywhere but me. Why was she getting upset? What the hell had I done now?
    “Hey, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy that we are all here.” Moving off her body, I rolled onto my back, and she followed me. Her body partially covering mine, she rested her chin on my chest, looking up at me through reflective eyes.
    “I am. I am so happy.” My body shivered as her fingers drew circular patterns on my bare chest. “I’ve never had this Tate. The only person in my life was Mr. Davenport, and now I have all this. I have all of you. I’ve never had people that care about me this much or people that would fly across the country for me. It’s just a little overwhelming. These damn hormones are making me an emotional train wreck. ”
    “You are so worth all of this, Sav. Every mile I travel, every penny I spend, every hour of sleep I lose, and every moment you leave me breathless. You make everything worth it.”
    We lay in silence until the buzzing of Sav’s phone interrupted our serenity. The sunlight was quickly fading over Manhattan, and I could barely see the outline of Sav’s face. She had fallen asleep sometime during our togetherness and her breathing had eased and her grip around my waist had loosened. We still hadn’t dressed. I was still wearing the towel around my hips and she was still covered by a towel that was now loosely covering her body. It just so happened that it was now giving me a slight glimpse of her deliciously inviting body.
    “I wish my phone would shut up,” she groaned beside me and wiggled closer to my body. Her arm lay across my waist and her head rested on my chest, her breathing tickling my receptive skin. The more she wiggled the more her towel loosened and the more I was loving it. I laughed softly at the thoughts running through my head. Seriously, I was insatiable when it came to her. “What are you laughing at?”
    Sav let out a groan as she rolled onto her back, her arm slackening across my waist. I rolled to my side, grinning as her body was now on display more than ever. With inquisitive eyes, she looked down to find she was barely covered, her perfectly rounding belly and breasts peeking through the opening of the fluffy towel.
    Cocking an eyebrow at me, she smirked as her hands ran over her stomach and up to her breasts. “Is this your doing?”
    Shaking my head in response as words had escaped me, I couldn’t stop my eyes from roaming her body. So perfect and all mine.
    “What a shame you had nothing to do with this. I thought you were ready for round three. My mistake.” She rolled off the bed leaving the towel in a pile, and sauntered through the apartment towards the bathroom naked. “I am going to get ready for tonight.”
    “You are such a tease.” I laughed and stretched in the bed. “I’m going to grab some clothes from Jack. If you aren’t out of that bathroom and dressed by the time I get back, we are having sex in there.”
    “You are such a sex fiend.” Sav chuckled from deep in her belly and closed the door behind her, the sound of the lock clicking into place filling the air. She knew me too well. I grabbed my pants and shirt from the floor and quickly dressed before rushing out the door and to Tanzi and Jack’s room.
    “How was your reunion?” Jack asked with a sly grin, opening the door and inviting me in. Tanzi looked between us and shook her head in disgust.
    “I am going to get ready. What time are we going?”
    “Dinner is at eight and we are watching a game or something. Apparently Sav thinks we are going to get schooled?”
    “Tate! Its six thirty! You expect me to be ready by