Naughty Nanny Series-Free Loving Read Online Free Page A

She pinched her clit before slipping two fingers deep inside her pussy. His finger would be thicker, longer than her own. Would he be gentle or a little rough? Maybe a little bit of both. Gasping she rolled her hips in an attempt to ease at least some of the pent up longing. She used her palm to add friction to her clit as she strove toward release. How would she face him and not see his glorious body or that magnificent tool?
                “Ooh! Travis!” The whispered exclamation was more a wish on the wind. Her release was a wild rush of sensations, but it left her oddly empty. Her body was humming with unsatisfied cravings. “I’m going to need more batteries,” she muttered, turning off the water and turning to the foggy glass shower door, she saw a tall dark shadow.
                Opening the shower door, she saw Travis standing at the wide open door to the bathroom and from the looks of the crotch area of the sweats he had on; he had seen and heard it all.
    *****
                Travis’s only intention had been to talk to Free. He had knocked on the bedroom door, and fearing the worse when he hadn’t gotten an answer, he had let himself in. The bathroom door hadn’t been closed. He heard the shower, had no excuse for walking over to the door, but he had done it anyway. He wouldn’t blame her for screaming bloody murder, he had no right to stand here gawking at her. It wasn't enough to make him turn around as she emerged from the steamy shower, beads of water slithering down her curves.
                “Um, hi. Can you please hand me a towel?”
                She didn’t sound upset. She made no move to hide her very nice assets from his gaze. Forcing his feet to move, he handed her a towel, watching somewhat regretfully as she wrapped it around her body.
                “If you give me a sec to throw something on, we can have this discussion over coffee,” Free’s tone sounded pleasant, as if nothing at all was wrong. Travis didn’t know how to take that.
                “Uh, yeah,” he grasped for the right words. “I’ll, uh, I’ll go start the coffee.”
                But he still didn’t turn away. He was staring at her like an idiot, but he couldn’t seem to make himself leave.  Instead he wanted to walk up to her and tear the damn towel away from her tempting body so that he could continue to look his fill.  To touch her, taste her.  Travis was brought out of his musings when she started talking again.
                “It’s okay, you know,” she sounded like she was comforting him. Damn it, he had come to smooth things over with her! “I mean, we are both healthy adults. I guess the situation has thrown us both for a little bit of a loop. I can forget about it if you can. I mean, I’m sure the last thing you expected when you woke up this morning was the sight of me naked as a jaybird!”
                No way in hell was he going to forget what was underneath those shapeless clothes she wore. He would never be able to forget how she looked with her head thrown back, her fingers buried deep in her pussy, right where he wanted to bury his tongue.
                “Lorelei usually wakes up around seven-thirty,” Travis informed her with a little more heat than he had intended. But damn it all, he didn’t want to be appeased. He didn’t want to forget this morning. He wanted to see where it could lead. “We have an hour to…talk. I’ll go make the coffee.”
                He stomped away, feeling her shocked gaze following him as he exited the room. That hadn’t gone like he planned at all. On the one hand, at least she hadn’t been packing, so that was a plus. He had been scared shitless she would leave. On the other hand, he really didn’t appreciate the pretense that she hadn’t been as affected by what had happened as he had been. If he needed proof she felt