Breathless (Meadowlarks) Read Online Free

across the table, and we all laughed.
    After dinner I quickly check ed through Isaac's homework. Not without feeling guilty that I didn’t trust Alex's knowledge of “ school stuff ”, as he called it.
    I was impressed when I saw he had done it all, and correctly it seemed too. I put both of the kids to bed and peeked into the living room where Alex was watching TV.
    “I ’m going to have a bath, and maybe read a little.”
    He didn’t look away from the television. “Kay.”
    I roll ed my eyes and headed to the bathroom, grabbing my e-reader and robe out of the bedroom along the way. I filled the old claw-foot tub with as much water as it would hold and poured lavender oil into the depths.
    When I climb ed in and slipped beneath the water I almost melted, it was heavenly. Carefully holding my e-reader in my hand I turned it on and selected a book to read. Something flirty, lovey-dovey, and a whole lot of dirty.
    I could feel my eyes getting heavy, so I reached over and put the device on the counter by the sink. I shoved my hands under the warm water and rested them on my stomach.
    Complete and utter relaxation, baby.
    I sleepily opened my eyes when I felt Alex's hand reach down into the water as he touched the inside of my thigh. I cleared my throat. “Hey, babe.”
    “Hi.”
    “What time is it?”
    “After ten,” Alex whisper ed softly, and leaned over the porcelain edge to kiss me.
    Sparks and deeply penetrating pulses ripple d down my body and my stomach flipped. His hand traveled up my leg and reached the apex of my thighs, cupping me tenderly.
    I look ed up at him, praying my eyes were intense enough to show him how badly I wanted him, needed him. I bit my lip and closed my eyes when his hand started to move under the water.
    Suddenly his fingers were gone and I fluttered my eyes open. He reached down to the drain and lifted the plug out.
    What? Why?
    “What are you doing?” I asked, pouting.
    “Making room.” He smirk ed.
    He drain ed enough water to satisfy him, leaving the waterline just above my breasts and his eyes flared when he noticed the nakedness of the top of them.
    Then Alex did one of my favourite things—he stripped. He pulled off his t-shirt, letting me drink in every delicious inch of his chest, arms, shoulders, neck...and oh my , that stomach and those hips.
    He slowly unzip ped his jeans and pushed them down to the floor, as he stepped out of them he tossed them away with his foot. He was already hard, and I let my eyes greedily relish in the sight of him. Lusting for his body, his mouth and his hands to touch me. Anywhere, and everywhere.
    When he climb ed into the bathtub, the water rose and almost splashed over the sides, I reached across and grabbed his shoulders to pull myself onto him.
    Alex lift ed me and then reached down to position himself below me. “I want you,” he breathed.
    “You have me,” I answer ed, and I lowered myself down on him, devouring him, drowning his length with my body.
    “You're so beautiful.” He bit my shoulder and suck ed gently on my throat. “You taste so good.”
    I start ed to climax around him, falling to pieces, shattering and melting in the still-hot lavender water. My body gripped him so tightly and he came, pulling me into a kiss, punishing my lips for giving him such a sweetly brutal orgasm. He moaned and breathed heavily into my mouth, repeating my name quietly.
     
    ***
    I was thankful when the weekend came and Alex made his way home on Friday in a wonderful mood. He told me about his day; how Blaine was actually teaching him how to rope cattle, and how “awesome it would be to go to the rodeo and do it.”
    I blink ed at him. Unsure if this was the same Alex Cole I fell in love with. It couldn’t be the one from Maine, surely.
    “So, Blaine said he thinks we might have a shot! I have to register and get like, good and stuff though first. The cowboy thing is some pretty serious business, ya know.” He grin ned and crossed his arms