Keeping Their Love (Griffin Brothers #7) by Crystal Perkins Read Free Book Online Page B

would I be
doing?”
    “Exactly what you
told me you’ve dreamed of doing, but wouldn’t let me make happen
for you because you’re too proud.” She starts to complain, but I
put a hand over her mouth. “You know it’s true. I would’ve done
this for you. Or you could’ve done it yourself. We share everything. You know that—it’s not my money. It’s ours. ”
    “My friends can work
with me?” I nod. “And we’ll be giving away books, hosting
authors, and doing book talks?”
    “Yep. And whatever
else you can think of. Plus, it won’t just be me funding it. Reina
talked to Jane and they’re giving some of the Corrigan Foundation
money to fund the program. And she’s planning a big ball for after
you’re up and running. Isa and Tegan want to volunteer with you
whenever they’re not on a mission.”
    “Of course Isa and
Tegan can volunteer. Reina helped, too?”
    “Yes. We all love
you, baby. They hate seeing you sad. Not as much as I hate it, but
enough to want to see you smile more.”
    “This is just…I
don’t even know what to say.”
    “Yes?”
    “Of course, yes!
Thank you so much. You’ve lifted a huge weight off of me. I wasn’t
ready to give up books.”
    “You’re very
welcome. You should know by now that I’d do anything to make you
happy.”
    “I do know that.”
    I lean over to kiss
her, and then lift her up to a standing position so I can unzip her
dress. I make quick work of her bra and lacy boy shorts, too. She
reaches for me, but I back away. I don’t need my clothes off yet.
“I don’t need anything off at the moment.”
    I pick her up and carry
her to the column connecting the windows. It has a little area with
pillows and a cushion. Like it was made for what I want to do. I sit
her down and spread her legs wide. Then I place her hands above her
head on the column. The city and mountains are behind her. I didn’t
turn on many lights when we walked in, so everything looks perfect.
She’s perfect.
    I kneel on the couch in
front of her and kiss her breasts. After they’ve been properly
explored, I move lower, licking her ribs and nibbling on her hips. I
spend extra time on the one with my tattoo. She’s more than ready
when I get to the place where we both want me to be.
    I take one long lick
and have to hold myself back from just devouring her. I want to draw
out her pleasure for as long as I can. But fuck if she doesn’t
taste good. She always has, and I know I need to give in and give her
what she’s always wanted.
    “You taste so damn
good, Yas. So good. I could come just from fucking you with my mouth.
I love it.”
    I look up long enough
to see the smile lighting up her face, and then I’m back to
business. And pleasure. I lick and suck as she runs her hands up and
down the column, purposely putting ideas in my head. Such a bad girl.
And I love it.
    I don’t want to add
my fingers, because my mouth is greedy for every last drop of her,
but I do it anyway. It only takes a few practiced twists and a little
bit of teeth. Her hands move to my hair, tugging hard. “Scott. Oh
God. Oh fuck me. Scott, fuck me.”
    She doesn’t have to
ask twice. I have my pants off, and she’s turned around on the
ledge next to the column, within seconds. Her hands are against the
glass, and she’s still panting from the orgasm I gave her. I thrust
hard and just sit there, balls deep, for a moment. It feels so good.
It always does.
    I can’t go slow, and
I know she doesn’t want me to. I take her hard and rough, her hands
sliding up and down the glass as she tries to stay upright. “I’ve
got you,” I tell her as I hold her hips tight.
    “Harder, Scott. I
need it.”
    I press her fully
against the glass as I let loose. I’m biting her shoulders and
she’s holding onto my ass now, her fingers digging into my flesh.
She screams again, and then I’m lost in the sensations as I shoot
into her, coming so hard I almost fall backwards. I manage to lean
into her instead.
    “That