“When can we go out there or bring them home?” I wasn’t looking forward to revealing myself to Brynne. I hoped she would understand why I stayed away and would forgive me.
“I don’t know. Storm will let us know. Grizz is looking into Dorian.”
“I can wait a little longer. My girl is safe. That’s all that matters to me.”
“I know, Mama. I’m sorry I upset you and was a jerk. Are we okay?”
“Yes, honey. I love you.”
“Love you too, baby. Let’s go find Storm and Grizz to see if there’s any news.”
“Okay. Don’t forget Raymond has baseball practice later.”
22
Track
My eyeballs popped open when I registered the sound of the shower. Brynne wasn’t beside me. She’d slipped away without my notice.
Damn, I sucked. I’d fully intended on waking her up with my face between her legs. Missed the opportunity, but I hoped to have hundreds more.
I threw the blankets back and shuffled to the bathroom door while scratching my balls and rubbing my morning wood. Finding it unlocked, I let myself in and froze in place.
Her silhouette in the foggy glass doors made me suck in a breath. My cock shot to attention as my gaze traveled down her slim torso to her pert bottom. My woman had a fine ass, round, and pump. I hadn’t gotten a chance to take my time and memorize her amazing body.
I’d do so now.
I lowered my eyes and traced the curves of her toned legs. I licked my lips as I lingered at her calves. I probably sounded ridiculous, but I loved women’s calves, especially when they wore sky-high heels. And color and style would do, but I liked at least four inches to define the back of their legs. I never saw Brynne in pumps. I needed to change that.
Dammit, I could sink my teeth into Brynne’s thighs and have her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
“I see you watching me.” Her hand swiped across the glass to reveal her eyes.
I hopped onto the counter. “Buenas días, Bonita.”
“Good morning to you, my handsome Joseph. Would you like to join me? There’s more than enough room.”
“Would you be upset if I watched from here?”
“Maybe a little.” She arched back to get her hair wet under the shower head.
“How about if I promise to ravage you afterward?”
“That sounds like an offer I would be a fool to refuse.”
“You are no fool, Bonita. Now turn me on with your sexy moves.”
“How about you tell me what to do?”
“Ooh, I like the sound of that.” I rubbed my hands together excitedly. “I want you to wash your body very slowly. Make sure to clean every nook and cranny. And don’t be quiet, baby. Let me hear how much you’re enjoying yourself.”
“Okay.”
I was a transfixed, drooling man as I tracked her every move and dialed into the sighs and moans she made.
Her hands raised above her head, then glided down her arms, over her breasts, and across her stomach.
My heart raced, and my dick painfully throbbed. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and squeezed, pumping it when Brynne touched her pussy, sliding her fingers between her folds.