Read Keeping Their Love (Griffin Brothers #7) for Free Online Page A

out a squeal. I reminded her that she could’ve put one like
this in our house, but she said it wasn’t right for that house.
    “Would you want a tub
like this if we had another house?”
    “Maybe. Are you
thinking about another house for us?”
    “Actually, I did more
than think about it. I built us a new house. I was planning on taking
you to see it this weekend.”
    She whips around and
straddles me, bubbles clinging to her in the sexiest ways. “What?
Where?”
    “Just outside of
Seattle.”
    “You built us a house
there? Oh my God, Ry.” She kisses me hard and then pulls back with
a confused look on her face. “Did you decorate it?”
    “Of course not. Just
the structure is done.”
    “Hmm. Well we should
properly try out this bathtub to see if it will work in the new
house.”
    I smile as she reaches
down to take me in her hand. She strokes me a few times. I groan and
cup her tits. She’s the one groaning as I run my thumbs over her
hard nipples. We tease each other for another minute or so.
    Then she’s lifting up
and sliding down my rock hard length. Oh yeah, this is home. We could
live in a shack on the beach, and I’d still be home if I could be
with her. That’s the last non-sexual thing I think of before giving
over to the sensations coursing through me.
    I take one of her
luscious breasts into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the nipple.
She arches her back and cries out. She’s close, but so am I. I’m
letting her take the lead, though, so I don’t allow myself to
thrust up. Yet. I do start biting one nipple and then the next, while
moving my hand down to play with her clit. She’d get there
regardless, but I’m being greedy, and needy. I want her to break
now.
    With my mouth and hands
working her beautiful body, she’s screaming my name within seconds.
I move my hands to her hips and begin to thrust. She kisses me hard,
twisting her tongue around mine, and I’m coming less than a minute
later. I cup her cheeks and slow her kisses into something sweeter as
we both start to relax.
    “You’re welcome,”
I tell her with a smirk.
    “Jerk,” she says as
she splashes me.
    “That wasn’t a
thank you?’
    “No. Your thank you
was going to be a spectacular blow job, but I’m not so sure
anymore,” she says as she stands up and gets out of the tub.
    I chuckle because I
know that’s a lie. She loves sucking me off as much as I love
licking her pussy. And that’s a lot. “So, you don’t want to
sixty-nine once we’re dry?”
    Her eyes light up with
desire, but in the next second she tries to hide it. “No.”
    “Liar,” I tease as
I climb out of the tub myself. “I’ll be lying on the bed if you
change your mind.”
    She makes me wait
longer than I thought she would. In fact, I started to get a little
worried. “You’re lucky I love your cock.”
    “I am. I’m thankful
every day. And I love your pussy.”
    “I know. I’m lucky,
too,” she says as she climbs over me.
    A couple of hours
later, we’re cuddling in bed when I remember something. “Oh, I
have your ‘reason’ in my wallet.”
    “Me too.”
    We both get up with
smiles on our face and grab them. We swap papers and laugh because
this has happened several times now—we’ve written the same thing.
    Reason #2,328 that
you’re AWESOME and I LOVE YOU: It just keeps getting better and
better every day.
    “So, tell me more
about this house. And moving.”
    “I’ll do one
better, I’ll show you.”
    I pull out a smaller
version of the blue prints and sketches from the bag I brought for
us. I grab her hand, and we walk to the table in the living room
area. I’m actually a little nervous as I unroll everything for her
to see. I didn’t consult her on this house like I did for our Vegas
one. I wanted to surprise her, but I know I should’ve given her a
chance to have some input.
    “Stop worrying. You
know I love everything you design.”
    “Who says I’m
worried?”
    She turns and cocks an
eyebrow at me.