He cut her off by capturing her parted lips with his hot and insistent ones. He worked her jaw to better facilitate the progress of his tongue into her mouth, brushed damp heat to her lips only cursorily before tripping past to explore the caverns beyond. He drank from her, tasted her as thirstily as he wished while Sidney could do little but go along for the ride. With a helpless groan of acceptance, she pressed her chest to the solid wall of his and let him lead her where he may.
It was indescribably arousing. The marauding nature of his kiss that compelled a reaction rather than persuaded it. She thought of Drew in the other room, who could walk in and see them at any moment. Perhaps that was what he wanted. To see her with another man. Perhaps the idea excited him as much as it did her.
She could no longer deny to herself that she wanted this. When Brody slid one hand down to cup her breast through the gauzy fabric of her dress, she could no longer deny it to him. Her flesh sizzled beneath his touch, her already hardened crest growing painfully taut. He drew his thumb across the distended tip and took her secrets into him.
Brody pulled out of the kiss a little, still resting his lips against hers. “Drew was right, you do want this.” He spoke in a soft murmur, tracing circles around her areola that made Sidney arch against him. “How do you want it? Do you want me to watch while Drew fucks you, or do you want him to watch us? How about if we take it in turns, would you like that?”
Sidney moaned and clutched at his shoulders. She turned her head aside, ashamed of her inability to hide the magnitude of her need from him. When he closed her breast more firmly in his cupped hand, she shuddered. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Don’t worry. We have.”
Sidney swung her gaze back to Brody’s. “You mean…you and Drew?”
“Cheryl Ames.”
“Ah.”
“It doesn’t matter. About Cheryl I mean,” Brody said dismissively. “What I’m saying is, we know how to make it good for you.”
Her curiosity about that other woman whispered away like smoke on the wind, leaving behind only the smoldering fire of passion, the thrill of the forbidden. We know how to make it good for you, he’d said. Both of them.
Need coiled tighter in her abdomen. Thinking of what Brody had said over dinner about the aforementioned Cheryl, Sidney declared, “I don’t have a crush on you.”
Brody’s laugh abraded her cheek. “Good. Crushes can be very inconvenient.”
He drew back and found her gaze with his. The amber flares in his brown eyes flickered like embers waiting to be reignited, while an unexpected sobriety softened their depths. “I was joking before. I already know who you prefer out of Drew and me. Even if I could, I’d never do anything to try and change that.” He tucked a curly tendril of hair behind her ear, a surprisingly tender gesture that squeezed at Sidney’s heart. It was so unlike Brody to show any emotion. “This won’t mean anything, Sidney. It’s just mating instinct.”
Sidney twisted her lips. “You promise?”
“Trust me. I’m very familiar with mating. The meaningless kind is my main area of study.”
“Funny, that doesn’t really surprise me.”
Brody laughed, a low, sexy sound. His chest vibrated against hers, teasing her tingling flesh once again. She really couldn’t take much more of this.
“So how about it, Shortcake?” Brody prompted.
Sidney found herself answering with a wordless nod.
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