Chapter 82
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I didn’t comment on the scent of blood, she was chewing on the inside of her lip, something
she did when deep in thought. We got to the spare room, and I pointed at the linen closet
across the hall for Briar to grab her pillows. Tucker looped around our feet and followed us in.
She came back with two. I stumbled a bit, and Briar set her backpack next to the bed.
“I can sleep on the floor, if you’d rather,” I offered.
“No, that’s stupid, it’s not like we haven’t fallen asleep together before,” she said, digging
through her bag and tossing a large t–shirt onto the bed. I fumbled with the buttons on my
shirt. Briar snorted and walked over, pushing my hands away and focusing her eyes so she
could undo the buttons. I wondered if she would do this if she weren’t drunk. I let her; she
apparently wasn’t as drunk as I was. I let my hand fall to her hip, steadying us both as she
slowly worked the buttons loose.
“There,” she said when she was finished, and I let her go. She bit her lip as her eyes trailed
over my exposed chest between the buttons.
“Thanks.”
She snapped out of her perusal and shook her head as she turned away and headed back to
the bed where her t–shirt was, kicking off her boots. She turned her back to me as she tried to
work at the tie at her back, failing. I shrugged out of my shirt, tossing it on the floor.
I wandered over to her, resting my hand on her shoulder. “I got it,” I said. Her hands fell, a
silent invitation to proceed. I worked out the knot and set the tie free. Only the tiny straps
around her neck were left to hold the small bit of fabric on her. I wanted to slide my hands
under it and feel the softness of her skin, make her moan as I cupped her breasts and fondle
her nipples, but I let out a long breath to ease the tension and stepped back, resolved to keep
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She gave me a soft thanks and pulled the shirt off the bed and over her head, then the halter
came off, up through the neck and over her head, before shimmying out of her skirt and
fishnets. I caught a glimpse of her thonged ass as she did. My dick was hard before, now it was

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