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Braydon (Alluring Indulgence #6) Page 12
Author: Nicole Edwards

Weaving their way through the tables and the guests, Brendon continued to direct Jessie toward one of the back exits that would lead to a small corridor, taking them into the main hotel. They had to talk to several people as they made their way, so progress was slow going, but they finally arrived at Brendon’s intended destination, the back exit door of the club. A quick examination of the room behind him and Brendon knew that no one was paying them any attention, so he ushered Jessie through the door and down the narrow hall, Braydon still keeping a steady pace alongside them.

“Where’re we going?” Jessie asked, her heels clicking on the hard tiled floor.

“Not far,” he said by way of an answer, not really knowing where he was going, but figuring he would recognize it when he found it. As they passed room after room, most of them storage spaces for the hotel, he tried a couple of knobs only to find them locked.

After trying the knob on several more doors and finally finding one that turned, Brendon made a cursory check of the room to ensure it was unoccupied before stepping aside and waiting for Braydon and Jessie to precede him inside.

Someone had been kind enough to install a lock on that door, they obviously just weren’t used to using it, which worked out in his favor tonight. Might as well take advantage of it now to ensure they didn’t have any uninvited guests.

Brendon made his way to Jessie, not wanting to waste a minute. People would start looking for them soon, and his goal was to release some of the pent-up stress, make Jessie come a few times, and then get back to the party. At that point, he’d grab a few beers and ignore the fact that the woman who occupied every one of his waking thoughts was within reach, but untouchable.

But right now . . . he had Jessie. And she was the most important thing.

“Jessie,” Brendon whispered as he pulled her closer, sliding his hands beneath her long hair and pressing his lips to hers. She smelled sweet and so familiar. “I want you naked.”

“Here?” she asked uncertainly.

Brendon glanced around the room. From what he could tell, it was some sort of supply room. There were reams of paper stacked in one corner, the far wall contained metal shelves from floor to ceiling, all bowing from the tremendous weight of what looked to be a stockpile of cleaners. There was a row of cabinets on one wall, but not much else. And no windows, which was a huge plus as far as he was concerned.

“Yeah, here,” he assured her, reaching his hands beneath the short hem of her skirt.

She didn’t try to push him away when he began to lift her dress. Her arms came up and around his neck, sliding into his hair as she leaned into him, their mouths aligning once again. As she nibbled at his lips, Brendon peered over her shoulder to where Braydon stood motionless on the other side of the room. His twin looked as though he was having an internal debate with himself, but the moment their eyes met, Braydon seemed to shake himself out of his revelry.

Regardless of the tension between them, they needed this. It might be the very last time, but right then and there, it was necessary.

In a few short steps, Braydon joined them just as Brendon was lifting Jessie’s dress up, forcing her to break the kiss so he could rid her of the confining fabric.

“Much better,” he groaned as he admired her semi-naked form. She always wore the sexiest undergarments. Today she had on a bloodred bra and matching panties. As much as he liked them, he still wanted to see her in nothing but those fuck-me heels. “These need to go, too.”

Jessie nodded, but she didn’t reach to assist. Instead, she pressed her lips to his briefly and then trailed her mouth down his jaw, his neck. All the while she was working the buckle of his belt and fumbling with the button and zipper on his pants.

Thankfully, Braydon got with the program and managed to rid Jessie of her remaining clothing.

The next thing Brendon knew, his cock was buried in the sweet depths of Jessie’s perfect mouth while he leaned back against the counter, his fingers twined in her hair.

“Aww, that’s pretty,” Brendon told her. “My dick sliding into your mouth. Ahh, fuck, it feels good.”

Brendon could hardly breathe for the sheer pleasure of her mouth on him. He didn’t budge from where he stood as she sucked him, laving his shaft with wet heat while Braydon teased her from behind with his fingers. It wasn’t long before Brendon’s eyes had closed and he was envisioning an entirely different mouth wrapped around his dick. He knew it was a shithead move, but he couldn’t help himself. It wasn’t like Jessie wasn’t getting her pleasure from Braydon. Brendon’s twin was the man she wanted in the first place, even Brendon knew that, but he hadn’t bothered to let on that he knew.

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