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I was never one to let my dick or my emotions rule my decisions.
Until now.
I just knew that if I didn’t get Brodie naked and under me as soon as possible, I would go out of my fucking mind.
Once I’d decided I was in, I was all in.
And I don’t think Brodie knew what he was in for.
I don’t think I did either.
I was running on adrenaline and instinct. Now that I’d had a taste of him, I wanted all of him.
The SUV pulled to a sudden stop, and Dawson got out and opened the back door.
I practically vaulted out of the vehicle and ran into the hotel, pulling Brodie along with me. It was closing on two a.m., and no one was around, save for the lone cleaning staff.
Dawson accompanied us in the elevator as usual, standing guard in front. I did my best to stare at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down.
Until Brodie, the flirty brat, cupped my ass and gave my left cheek a firm squeeze.
I bit my lip to prevent myself from groaning out loud.
Then Brodie’s hand slid lower, down my crease, rubbing in between my legs, over my taint, and fuck me, even with the denim between us, that felt better than good.
I shuffled my feet and spread my legs wider, wanting, no, needing, him to keep touching me like that. Every touch left me wanting more.
Hands down, Brodie was the best kiss I’ve ever had. Every other sexual experience paled in comparison. Hell, I couldn’t even remember anything as satisfying as his kisses.
What other kinds of pleasure would we discover together?
My mind was suddenly spinning with one sexy scenario after another.
A small part of me was nervous about being enough for him, but the bigger part was so consumed with desire that it overrode my anxiety.
Brodie trusted me, yes, but I felt the same way about him.
We were new lovers, but we already had respect and friendship between us. And knowing that, my heart raced not with fear but with anticipation.
Everything in our working relationship had led us here.
With my hands gripped tightly in front of my body like a shield, I tried taking deep breaths, but it was useless.
Brodie leaned over and gave my neck a teasing kiss.
One whisper-soft touch and I was trembling. I forced myself not to react when all I really wanted to do was manhandle him against the elevator wall and have him ride my thigh.
I didn’t have a kink for sex in public places, but it seemed I’d been missing out.
God knows Brodie had been caught by his security fucking around where others could find him—on tour buses, backstage, hotel bars, dressing rooms, airplanes.
Suddenly, I was insanely jealous of every man he’d been with.
And then all I could picture was me and him.
In my fantasy, we were the ones fucking. Others could watch, but only I was allowed to touch him.
No one else.
