The Bridgewater Case by R. C. Martin

Author:R. C. Martin [Martin, R. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Annie Copeland
Published: 2018-05-21T18:30:00+00:00

AFTER MAKING HER come for a third time, I offer to go grab us some breakfast and coffee from The Grind. She agrees, and I jump in the shower for a quick wash before putting on some clothes. Since I don’t usually stay up here over the weekend, I don’t have much in the way of casual dress, so I end up in one of my suits. Obviously, along with my trip to the dry cleaners this afternoon, I’ll have to stop by my house to grab some other clothes. I’m not leaving Sigourney here alone, regardless of how secure the building may be, which means it’s time I stopped putting off finishing this place. I’ve acquired a few larger pieces of furniture over the last several weeks, but the kitchen is not fully stocked.

When I leave, Sigourney is stepping into the shower. I’m gone for only fifteen minutes, and when I get back, the sight of her emerging from the bedroom makes me wish I could forget that I made any plans this afternoon. There’s not a trace of makeup on her face. Her strawberry blonde hair is still damp, tossed to the side and draped over her shoulder and down her chest. She’s wearing the superman t-shirt I was to wear as part of my costume last night, and a pair of teal leggings that cling to those alluring legs, until just above her ankle. Her feet are bare, and she looks comfortable in my space and adorable in my t-shirt—both of which are sentiments she wears well.

Even more, I’m fairly certain she’s not wearing a bra, adding sexy as fuck to the mix, too.

She stops short at the mouth of the hallway, looking down at herself before peeking up at me. Appearing slightly embarrassed, she murmurs, “Sorry. I needed coffee before I tackled my hair. I heard you come in and…” Her voice trails off as she grabs the center of the shirt, further explaining, “It was on the floor, it looked comfortable, and it smelled like you—which I maybe shouldn’t have said out loud, but there you have it.”

It dawns on me that her explanation was a result of my stare, and a small smile tugs at the corner of my mouth. “Come here,” I demand, holding out my hand.

Without hesitation, she closes the distance between us, and I pull her into my side. Holding her against me with one arm, I use my free hand to palm her tit.

Fuck me—I was right.

No bra.

Curious to see just how little she’s wearing, I slip the hand around her waist underneath the hem of my t-shirt. When I dip my fingers beneath the waistband of her leggings and find that she’s not wearing any panties, I grunt and my dick starts to swell as I squeeze her bare ass. Swear to fuck, she turns me on quicker than any woman I’ve ever met.

“When I get back, I want you wearing exactly this.”

Giving me some of her weight, she

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