Neil’s hand continues to move on his dick, though he’s slowed his pace considerably. He watches me with hooded eyes. His cheeks are delightfully flushed. His muscles are strained, like he’s held himself on the edge for a long time. “Close the door,” Neil says and it sounds like an order. I ste
“Good,” he says, and a zip of pleasure shoots through me. “Now take off your pants. Panties too. I want you bare for me.” I can’t take my pants off without moving my hands from my breasts. I don’t move them right away. “Chloe,” he says, sharper. I immediately drop my hands from my tits with a wh
The night of the event, I change Mia and myself into the golden dresses that Neil selected and delivered to us. Mine is glittery, sparkling under the light. I can’t help but feel beautiful, though I also can’t help but wonder how much this single dress cost. Mia’s dress isn’t quite as glittery, th
Down in the garage, the brothers are splitting into different cars to get to the event. Neil looks over, sees me, Archer, and Mia, and walks over. He glares at Archer’s arm on my waist. Archer pulls me a little closer. I blush. “Chloe,” Neil says. “Why don’t you ride with me tonight instead of
I stay quiet in passenger seat as Archer drives the car toward the dinner event. In the backseat, Mia mumbles softly to herself, apparently oblivious to my doom and gloom and the tension that is now thick in the car between Archer and me. He kissed me. He hasn’t kissed me since way back when, befo
Inside the hotel, the brothers had rented most of the first floor, including the bar area and all of the meeting spaces. Near the bar is where I spot Angela, so I head over to greet her. There are two empty martini glasses on the bar top behind her. A third is in her hand. “One more,” she says,
“Of course he found out,” Beau says. “Neil is as subtle as a heart attack.” “I’m sorry, Chloe,” Angela says, and I have no idea why she is apologizing to me, when I’m the one who fooled around with her boyfriend. Even if she is cool with it. “I should have warned you about their father.” “I had
“Attention, guests,” comes a calm female voice over the speaker system. “Dinner is ready to be served. Please proceed into the dining room.” Angela lifts her martini glass in my direction. “See you in there.” I guess we can’t enter together. I suppose it makes sense, though it does sting. The gu