Conklin's Corruption (#3) (Conklin's Trilogy) by Brooke Page Page B

was pretty terrible. I think you should make it up to me,” he smirked.
    I rolled my eyes and dropped my shorts then rummaged through the almost empty drawers for a t-shirt to sleep in for the night.
    “I think the best part was looking at your butt in those cute little khaki shorts,” he flirted, rolling so he was on his side to watch me finish dressing.  “I especially liked when you bent over.”
    I smiled as I shimmied on a gray Tiger’s t-shirt.  “This shirt would have been better than those shorts.”
    “Take that shitty shirt off and come here,” Tyler said playfully, holding his hands out to me.  “We left that crappy shirt here for a reason.”
    I laughed and crawled into bed next to him.  “Better than that Cubs tank top you got me.”
    Tyler let out a slight smirk and pulled me into his arms.  Snuggling into his warm embrace was extremely relaxing after the event-filled day.  Tyler was right; exhausting was the perfect adjective to describe our outing with Josie and Emmett.
    Just as I was getting settled, Tyler rolled so he was on top of me, lacing his fingers with mine on the sides of my head.  Running his nose along mine, he whispered, “It wasn’t that bad.”
    I opened my eyes and gazed at him, a weight lifted off my shoulders knowing he could tolerate children, maybe even want them, and not just because I wanted them.  I tilted my head to kiss him, meaning for it to be sweet and innocent, but Tyler had other intentions.  His tongue parted my lips, coaxing for mine to come out and play.  The grip of our hands tightened as Tyler’s knees began to wedge their way in between my legs.
    “Mmm… Ty we can’t do this now.”
    Tyler kissed down my neck.  “Yes we can.”
    Pulling my hands from his grasp, I yanked on his hair so he would look at me.  “Josie and Emmett are in the room just down the hall.”
    Tyler gave me a puzzled look.  “So?  Are you telling me Ray and Heather never have sex?”
    I raised a brow at him.  “Why do you think they wanted to get away for the week?”
    “If they don’t have sex then I’m never having kids.”
    I giggled at the seriousness of his expression.  “Maybe if we were at their house and they were cozy in their own beds.  But whenever Josie stays the night with me, she normally curls up next to me in my bed.”
    Tyler slowly lowered his head so his lips were back on my neck.  “Mmm, I don’t feel like sharing you tonight, but just in case we have a visitor, I think we shouldn’t waste any time.”  His hand slipped under my shirt, finding my breast.  His hand and mouth felt too good, and a sudden urge to please him passed through my veins.  Maybe we did have a little time on our hands.
      I quickly rolled him to his back, straddling his hips, seductively looking down at him.  “What would please my fiancé tonight?”
    He slowly licked his lips while his eyes darkened.  “You could honor my first request,” he murmured, smoothly running his palms up my thighs and under my shirt to my waist.  I bit my lip and took his hint, reaching for the hem of my shirt, pulling it slyly off my torso and over my head.
    His eyes were on fire now.  “Take your hair down,” his voice was low and commanding and oh so sexy.
    I obeyed, pulling the hair tie and shaking my head back and forth, running my hands through it to make it less flat.  I smirked as I felt his excitement growing underneath me.
    “God, you’re beautiful.”  He traced circles on my thighs as he greedily looked over my body. 
    I used to be afraid of his stare.  Now it turned me on more than anything, knowing he desired every single inch of my body.  Every beauty mark and imperfection was all his.
    “What’s your favorite part?” I bravely asked.
    Tyler raised a questioning brow.  “Favorite body part?  I’m not sure I can pick just one.”  His fingers ran past my thighs to my stomach.  “I like this, a lot,” he murmured, tracing his finger tip around my