down her cheek, her jaw line, her neck, over her
heart, and came to rest on her left breast. Her traitor of a nipple stabbed
his palm as he kneaded the soft mound of flesh that had never before
known a man’s hand.
“What you really want is for me to fuck you.”
“No,” she denied, shaking her head.
“You want me to suck these hard, tight, little nipples.”
“No.” She shook her head harder. He pressed more fully into her, his
thigh rubbing against her swollen clit. A groan slid past her lips as he
kissed around her face while he talked.
“You want me to tie you down, your legs spread wide. You want me to
go down on you, to stab my tongue inside you, to suck on your clit until
you explode in my mouth.”
His hands slid slowly south and eased under the hem of her shirt.
Her tummy muscles quivered as fingers stroked her abdomen on their
way back north. Then they were at her bra, flicking the clasp between
her breasts open and easing the material off her plumpness.
He was killing her! The tips of his fingers skated across the top of the
breasts he’d just uncovered, learning them through unseen touch.
Brianna sagged against the wall, her head rolling back and forth on the
hard surface with the exquisite feelings he invoked.
Dimly she realized the only thing holding her up was his thigh, which
she was subconsciously grinding her mound against. He sucked her
earlobe into the moist heat of his mouth and nibbled gently with his
sharp teeth.
“Come for me, Bri,” he whispered.
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She exploded and screamed and dropped her cheek to his shoulder.
He pinched her nipple between his fingers and rolled it gently as her
climax ebbed beneath his assault.
God! How humiliating. She had come at his command. She loved this
man and she’d known him less than an hour. No. Not love, lust. She
lusted after him. It wasn’t possible to love someone in such a short
amount of time.
At some point he’d removed his hand from her shirt and hugged her
closer to him. His chin rested on top of her head.
Embarrassed, Brianna hid her face in his chest. She felt like the
whore she'd thought about earlier, coming like that. Surely he’d throw
her out the door now. The thought panicked her in more ways than one.
If she didn’t stay, Scottie would be taken away and she’d never see Cole
again.
The second she got her breathing under control, Cole lifted her face
with the crook of his finger. He stared at her, like he was looking into her
soul, then he descended on her and kissed her with what felt like
everything he had. His lips melded with hers, prying them easily apart
and his tongue thrust between her teeth. It stroked her own with velvet
softness, teaching her how he wanted to be kissed back. He sucked her
tongue into his mouth and held it with a strong suction. Brianna felt her
arms lift to cling around his neck.
The kiss was over before she wanted it to be, and Cole was backing
off, standing her on her own two feet and steadying her with his hands at
her shoulders. Brianna licked her lips, tasting him again and wishing he
were still there.
Cole chuckled, bringing a flood of color to her face, then sobered into
an intense stare. “I want you, Brianna, there’s no denying that. And
based on your response, you want me too. So here’s the deal. I’ll give
your brother anything he needs if you stay and do anything I ask you to.”
His eyes glinted with mischief. “Sexually, of course.”
Her knees nearly buckled. She could not have heard him right. He
would help her brother in exchange for her body. “My body for my
brother? Sounds like another round of blackmail to me.” Not to mention
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she was afraid she would lose more than control of her body. Somehow
she felt her heart would be involved.
“Mm. You can take it that way. But make no mistake. I don’t just
want your body, I want all of you. Meaning you would do anything I say,
no