Page 28 of Going Too Far


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I pulled the shorts down to her ankles and lifted my head to look at her as I pulled her pink satin panties down as well. I took her right leg and placed it over my shoulder. Her eyes widened, and she was panting.

“Dean?” She said my name as a question.

“Hmm?” I asked her, running my nose along the inside of her thigh.

“What—what are you doing?”

I ran my hand up her leg until my fingers slid along her damp opening.

“Oh God,” she panted, and her knee buckled.

I pressed her back so she had more support from the wall, and I gave her a wicked grin before pressing a kiss to the top of her thigh, then moved my head between her legs. With one long lick from my tongue, she cried out my name and trembled.

I held her steady at the waist as I began to pleasure her with my mouth. She tasted fresh and sweet. The scent of her arousal made me throb in my jeans, but for the moment, this was all about her. Giving her an orgasm. Showing her how good I could make her feel.

She pulled at my hair, one of her hands fisting it. I liked the sharp pain and growled against her clit before gently flicking it several times with my tongue. Her knee buckled again.

I looked up at her and licked my lips. “You taste like fucking heaven,” I told her before going back for more.

Brielle’s body was shaking as I tasted her and teased her with my tongue. She began begging me and moaning. I loved the sound of her voice. Knowing I had her so damn close. When I wasn’t sure she could take much more, I sucked on her swollen clit, and she exploded in my arms.

My name was a scream from her lips, and her body jerked several times as the orgasm flooded through her. When I was sure she was done, I stood back up to hold her, but then I heard something from behind me.

“Oh good. Did you bring her to join us? I love threesomes,” Maegan said.

I saw the second Brielle’s pleasure turned to horror in her eyes. She looked stricken as she pushed me away and grabbed her shorts, tugging them back up her legs before buttoning up her shirt.

“What the fuck?” I barked at Maegan, barely containing my fury.

She looked so sincere in her confusion, but I knew better. Maegan had waited for the perfect time to speak up. To send Brielle running. Fucking Maegan was one of the worst mistakes I’d ever made.

“I have to go,” Brielle said, pulling away from me.

I reached for her, but she jerked away from me. Unable to even look at me.

“NO!” she shouted, then turned to run toward the door.

“Brielle, listen to me,” I begged, going after her.

She shook her head and opened the door. “Just let me go,” she said in a pleading voice. “I’m so stupid,” she added. “Just let me go!”

I stalked after her, and when she reached the elevator, I grabbed her arm.

“Brielle,” I said sternly, “you have to listen to me.”

“No,” she said as she began pushing the button over and over, as if that would make it open faster. “I can’t believe I let you …” she said, then covered her face. “No one has ever done that to me. And I just let you …” She let out a sob as the doors to the elevator opened.

I started to follow her inside, but she held out a hand. Unshed tears in her eyes.

“Don’t,” she said forcefully. “Let me go. Please.”

The doors started to close.

“I need to explain,” I told her.

“I don’t care,” she replied, and then she was gone.

I stood there, angry with Maegan for screwing this up for me. Angry with myself for hiring Maegan and fucking her. And angry with Brielle. She hadn’t given me a chance to explain.

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