Kinky (BWWM)

Chapter 9

"What would you like to do today?" Bradley asked as he sliced the pancake on his plate. "I have some work to attend to this morning, but we can do whatever you like for the rest of the day."

I looked up from my plate and into his grey eyes. I was a bit shocked that he was asking me what I wanted to do. I didn't know I had a choice in the matter. "If you're going to work, I'll spend some time in the library."

"I'll be in a meeting with my brothers for around three hours. Maybe afterwards we can take a swim in the pool or go check out the horses," he suggested.

I looked in his steel grey, contemplating what to say to him. Was it really safe for me to be in a pool with him?

I could barely control myself last night when he touched my belly. The touch wasn't even remotely intimate, but it managed to send shivers through me. I've never had anyone touched my stomach before, except my parents. Now this man touched me, and all I could think about was having his hands all over me.

Stop it, Tiffany!

This man abducted you.

To protect his family business. A voice in my head said.

Still abduction!

What's it gonna be Tiffany?

A beautiful pool with his well-toned body close to yours or the field with the horses that terrified you?

"Horses sound good."

He smiled, "Great. We'll get you a little bit more familiar with them so you can build a connection. That way they'll be comfortable enough for you to ride them and vice versa."

The thought of going on those horses freaked me out, but Brad was confident that they wouldn't hurt me and he didn't seem like the type of guy to lie about things like that.

I nodded, "Oh, okay."

"You don't sound too confident."

I shrugged, "I'm still afraid of those horses."

"Well, we can always go swimming."

My eyes widen. No. I can not go swimming with him. "I don't have a swimwear."

"You don't need a swimwear." My eyes widen at his statement, and he smirked, "I mean, swimwears are basically underwear so you can swim in your panty and bra."

He was wrong. Swimwear materials are usually spandex or lycra while underwear made up of cotton or silk. Bras were also more sturdy than swimwear. But since he's a male, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.

"I'm not really in the mood for swimming." I lied. I loved swimming, but the only way I got the chance to swim was at the gym or on vacation. I hated the swim because it was always crowded and I haven't been on vacation in a while.

I would love to take a dip in that beautiful pool, but I don't think I can manage Brad's gaze on my body or mine on his.

"Maybe another time." He mumbled, sounding a little disappointed.

I shrugged, "Yes, maybe."

"Let's finish our breakfast. Heather will be disappointed if we don't."

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"Those won't work in the stables," Brad said, looking down at my borrowed flipflops. He lifted his hands, "Hold on a minute. I'll go fetch you a boot."

He ran into the stable for about a minute. He returned with a pair of boots in his hands. He held the boots to me then threw them back, "You know what, I'll do it."