Ruth’s chin barely wobbles as she gives me the sweet smile she reserves for special occasions. “I really freaking love you.”
I lean in, claiming her mouth in a quickkiss. “Give me five minutes and I’ll give you a reason to love me even more.” She’s wearing a pretty plum colored dress that offers an amount of access I simply can’t ignore. I’ve known since I saw her come down the stairs this morning that my face was going to end up between her thighs before the end of the workday.
Running both hands down the satiny skin of her legs, I hook my hands around her ankles, planning to bring them over my shoulders.
That’s when I angle a brow.
She’s barefoot.
“I wasn’t exaggerating.” She wiggles her reddened toes. “Those shoes really are terrible.”
“That’s awful.” Resuming my plan, I shift her body, holding the tempting backs of her knees as I spread her wide. Wedging my shoulders against the back of her thighs to keep her in place as I lean forward, I tug her panties to one side. “Let me make you feel better.”
Bradshaw Brothers Group Chat
Titus
Quick question for Tuck. What in the hell are you feeding your kid? The smells coming out of her can’t be normal.
Tobias
I might need you to repeat that, because your talk to text accidentally suggested our sweet Birdie’s shit doesn’t smell like roses.
Trevor
You guys are using talk to text
Walker
WHAT THE FUCK IS TALK TO TEXT?
Titus
Texting with you assholes is like herding fucking cats. How in the hell do youlose the plot so fast?
Walker
DON’T ACT LIKE YOUR SHIT DOESN’T STINK. LEAVE THAT ANGEL ALONE OR UNCLE WALKER WILL COME KICK YOUR ASS.
Titus
You’ll die of the fumes before you can get close enough to kick my ass.
Tucker
you wanted her to come to your house today you asked for this
Titus
You could have given me a heads up.
Tucker
what would have been the fun in that
Tobias
I heard a rumor we need to kick some dude named William Sheppard’s ass.
