Just the Way I Like It by Erin Nicholas Read Free Book Online

what ‘experiment’ means.” Nothing could shock Mac, that was for sure. He’d had a lengthy wild period where experimentation was a regular thing.
    “She’s fond of threesomes and likes to be tied up.”
    Sara felt her own body heat. She wasn’t in need of anyone but Mac in her bed but she did like the silky pink ties they used from time to time. And the pink fur wedge. And the flavored body powder.
    She swallowed hard and Mac grinned, knowing exactly what she was thinking. He dropped his hand from around her shoulders, to her thigh, stroking her leg through the thin cotton of her skirt. Sara parted her legs slightly and Mac curled his big hand along her inner thigh.
    “And she just told you that?” she asked, sounding a little breathless.
    “Women tell me all kinds of intimate things,” he said. “I don’t know what it is. No one ever thinks my questions about those things are too private.”
    “It’s because you have a radar for naughty girls,” Sara said, wishing he’d go underneath her skirt instead of just on top. “And you give off that I-can-show-you-a-real-good-time vibe.”
    He did. The promise of wicked fun oozed from him.
    “I have a vibe?” he asked, grinning and gathering her skirt in his hand, pushing it up her legs.
    “You can sure get me to do anything you want.”
    “Yeah?” His voice was husky against her ear. “I think you’re the one always making me do the naughty stuff you like.”
    It was that too. When she’d first realized she was in love with Mac, she’d had to fight hard to convince him that not only did he feel the same way, but that she wasn’t some sweet, innocent, fragile little flower he had to take care of. She had an adventurous sexual streak that was the perfect fit for Mac. It had just taken a little time to prove it.
    “You poor thing,” she murmured. “I know it’s torture for you when I make you sit across the room and watch me with that big purple vibrator. Or when I put that naughty angel outfit on and confess all my sinful fantasies.”
    Mac shifted and cleared his throat. “Exactly.”
    She reached back, her hand finding his hard cock easily. Mac was big all over. Especially when she talked about their sexy games. She pressed and stroked his length, reveling in his soft groan.
    “Who else?” she asked, as he moved his hand to the bottom of her T-shirt and slipped underneath. It was too dark for anyone to really see what they were doing. But the idea of having someone watch them certainly didn’t make Sara want to stop.
    Mac plucked at her right nipple as he turned his head searching for his other choice for Dooley. “Over by the band,” he said, continuing to play with her. “The girl in black jeans and blue silky shirt,” he said. “Brunette.”
    “Yeah. She looks familiar,” Sara said. Then she caught her breath as Mac squeezed her nipple harder.
    “She’s Mr. Thompson’s daughter,” he said, naming the high school principal.
    Sara squeezed him through his jeans and heard his breath hiss out between his teeth.
    “Her story?” she asked when he didn’t say anything.
    “Um, lawyer? Hell, princess, I can’t think about any other woman right now.” His voice was husky.
    Sara felt a thrill shoot through her, knowing she could do that to him. It didn’t matter how long they were together, she’d never get tired of making him crazy.
    “This is why I didn’t wear panties tonight.” Sara stood, turned and straddled her husband’s lap.
    He slid his hand up under her skirt, cupping her butt and squeezing. “Let’s find somewhere I can unzip,” he said.
    “Yay,” she whispered. She kissed him, running her hands over his head. He’d shaved his head as long as she’d known him and the smooth feel always caused tingles to go from her palms to her toes.
    Before the kiss got too hot, though, he gripped her hips in his big hands and lifted her up and off of him.
    “I can last about three blocks,” he told her.
    It just so happened