Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 4-CHAPTER 174 JESS

Bryan's lips burned a slow, heated trail along my jaw, down my neck, and over my right shoulder. His fingers curled beneath the thin, lacy strap of my top, pausing for a moment, before sliding it off my shoulder with deliberate ease. I stood there, gripping his exposed torso, He probably thought I was doing it on purpose-trying to keep him close-

but really, I was forcing myself to stay grounded, fighting the urge to pull away. The snow outside was falling even harder now, blanketing everything in white. How Bryan never got snowed in up here was a miracle. Focus on Bryan.

He was toying with the strap on my left shoulder now, his fingers skimming over it slowly, deliberately,

until the strap. dropped to my arm, and his lips moved down to press against my chest. His hands gripped my waist tighter, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the solid ridge of his

erection pressing against my stomach, and when he rocked into me, I knew he wanted me to feel it. "You do this to me. Every single fucking day. I get so hard. Do you know what effect you have on me? Probably on all men," Eric whispered, and I didn't know how to respon His skin was slick with sweat, sticking to mine. The heat from the fire made everything almost unbearable. The idea of

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slipping outside into the freezing blizzard was becoming more tempting by the second.

"Fuck, your skin... so smooth," he murmured between kisses, his voice low and rough. "I forgot how good you taste." Walt.

My breath caught. Forgot how I tasted?

we ? But he'd said we'd only met a few times... My mind spun as doubt crept in, breaking the moment. Bryan's words didn't add up.

tense, sensed the shift in my energy, because he paused, pulling back just enough to look at me. His eyes, once filled with fiery desire, now narrowed in concern. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice

up at him, my thoughts still spinning, trying

Buzz.

phone vibrated upstairs, echoing in the

her know I was safe." I gave a small, sheepish shrug, trying to diffuse

stepped closer, closing the distance between us again. His hands reached for me, pulling me back in, his lips hovering

heck.

stepped back, pressing my

two seconds, I

my chest as I reached for my phone on the dresser. The screen

I unlocked it, scrolling

messages.

Laura: Jess, call me!

Why aren't

where the