My Brother's Worst Enemy Craves Me

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s head slightly

to explain. He wasn't going to spell it out. He was goi

my blouse before my bra

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atched me with those dark blue eyes l

button. Th

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completely open now‚ framing my

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I asked you for?"

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u're willing to give. I di

even ask me to strip. I had just started taking off

th sides‚ trying to button it back up‚ try

wrist before I could f

ell you to

you ju

op. I didn't

y against the elevator wall. My back was flat against cold steel‚ my blouse

so close that his lips nearl

warm against my skin. "What kind of secretary walks into her CE

across my face. I shoved again

budge. Not

ttoning up and I'm leavi

ose up after sho

arely there‚ following the curve of lace across the top of my breast

murmured. "On your own. Nobody forced

me to show you what I was willing to gi

want him t

ugh motion. The lace scraped over my nipples as it went and then my breasts fel

wn‚ but his grip held me firmly in place

h my

ght in my hea

ped out of me before I could catch it‚ loud and shameless in the small space. His tongue circled the peak‚ flick

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om my breast and the cold air hit

erson to you‚ Mi

I calling him by his first name when he didn't kn

stranger who had gotten a job as his secretary a

" I whispered.

g around it in slow‚ deliberate circles. My knees buckled beneath me and his body pressed harder against mine‚ holding me upright whil

n as my back arched deeper in

echoed through the elevator. "Then why are you pres

er for that. Bec

pencil skirt. His fingers gripped the fabric and pushed it up‚ bunching it roughly aroun

your legs

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d I st

e pressed togeth

This is - we

to. You've wanted to since the moment you

o rest on my inner thigh‚ war

t of me. Slowly‚ shaking‚

one finger traced along the lace‚ right along the crease where fabr

‚" he murmured‚ a

d‚ and my hips rolled

en‚ locked directly on his face‚ my mouth hanging open in a silent scream. His finger was buried inside the most intimate part of me‚

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've barely even started." His finger pushed deeper.

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He knew w