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This night is about a fuck, about relieving tension, about being able to sleep.
Again guilt consumes me. This young lady deserves better than what I’m about to give her.
But who am I to tell her what to do?
Besides, Donny Steel took my sister. It would serve him—
I break the kiss.
What is wrong with me?
This is not a competition between Donny Steel and me. He and Callie are in love.
As much as I want Brianna Steel, I’m not in love with her.
But God, I want her.
In fact, in my entire sexual life, which began at sixteen, I can’t recall wanting a woman more than I do right now.
So I kiss her again, plunder her lips, push her through the door into the bedroom.
I break the kiss quickly. “Take off your clothes,” I grit out.
“Only if you take off yours,” she says.
“I wasn’t planning on doing this with my clothes on.” I kick off my shoes, unbutton my wrinkled shirt, fumbling, trying to do it quickly.
All the time watching her.
She sits down on the bed and pulls off her cowboy boots first, and then she pulls that tight black Dragonlock T-shirt over her head.
I suck in a breath.
She’s wearing a lace bra, no padding, so that’s why I could see her nipples sticking out earlier. She moves her hand behind her back, unclasps it, and then shimmies out of it, tossing it to the floor along with the shirt.
She has the most gorgeous set of tits I’ve ever seen. Big, pert, and bouncy, with brownish-pink nipples that are sticking straight out.
I quickly remove my shirt from my shoulders and toss it next to hers.
She gapes at me.
“My God, Jesse.”
“I’m glad you like what you see, because I sure like what I see as well.”
She cups her breasts then, as if she’s holding them out in offering.
My dick grows harder.
“Stand up,” I say. “Take off your jeans. Take off your underwear. I need to see that pussy.”
She stands, her legs trembling a bit, but she steadies herself. She unbuttons her jeans, unbuckles the belt, unzips, and slides them over her hips, down her thighs to her feet, exposing her beautiful long legs. She steps out of them. Only a lacy pink thong separates me from heaven.
“Take it off,” I growl.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Brianna
