The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

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He chuckled darkly, pouring more warm oil directly onto my lower back.

It pooled there before I felt him spread it lower, thumbs digging into the curve where my ass met my thighs.

The towel slipped further as he added. “Your little gasps say otherwise.”

I had opened my mouth to refute his claims just when his finger traced over the hem of my underwear and I bit back a moan.

But before I could relish that touch, his fingers trailed lower, passing over the back of my thigh and settling on my calves exactly where Peter had touched me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, stifling yet another sound that would have left my mouth as his fingers worked me up with slower and deeper strokes.

“Connor… this is cheating.”

“Cheating?” He dragged his knuckles up the inside of my thigh, stopping just short of where I clearly wanted him. “You started this game, little wolf. Now squirm for me.”

I tried to hold onto my anger. “You stormed in here like a caveman and ruined the door. What if someone saw?”

His palms smoothed over my ass under the towel, squeezing just enough to pull a gasp from me.

“I brought you to another room”

“But the staff…”

“Let them see. You’re mine to touch.” He poured fresh oil across my thighs, letting it trickle down before chasing it with long, sensual glides of his hands, teasing the sensitive skin behind my knees, then climbed dangerously higher, making me nervous with anticipation before retreating again.

My hips shifted restlessly. “Stop teasing and actually do something, you arrogant alpha!”

“Something like this?” He slipped one hand beneath the towel, fingers brushing the edge of my panties,

I whimpered despite myself, pushing back into his touch. He withdrew immediately. “Nah. You don’t get to demand yet. You wanted to play games so now you’re going to beg.”

“Like hell I will” I snapped, even as heat coiled tight and low in my belly.

My body was a traitor, giving him all the signals to how much I was enjoying this. My skin was flushed, breathing ragged, and thighs were slick not just from the oil.

“I’m not begging. You’re the one who got jealous over a professional massage.”

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Connor flipped me over the table and the towel fell aside baring my soaked panties to him. Cool air kissed my skin and I hated the loss of his touch even though embarrassment turned my ears red.

Luckily, his gaze swept over my soaked entrance visible through the flimsy fabric of my panties and I saw his eyes darken with hunger.

Yet he didn’t let his fingers travel down there and instead his hot, oiled hands returned to stroke up over my chest, thumbs pressing inward in slow, deliberate circles that came torturously close to the swell of my breasts before sliding away again.

“Jealous?” His voice was velvet–wrapped steel.

He leaned over me, chest brushing over my hardened peaks that were straining through the bra.

His full lips brushed my earlobe. “I’m possessive, Speckles. And you love it.”

One finger traced the seam of my panties, pressing lightly against my soaked center through the fabric. I moaned loudly, hips bucking.

“Connor! Damn it, just…”

“Just what?” He nipped my shoulder, then soothed it with his tongue while his hands kept their relentless, teasing massage.

I was trembling and shaking, each touch of his fueling my hunger. He purposely kept kneading my ass, thighs, and just about everywhere except where I needed him most.

“Use your words. Or I’ll keep you like this for hours.”

Frustration built until I was shaking. “Touch me properly, you infuriating bastard!”

That earned me another chuckle and if I wasn’t so frustrated right now, I would have marveled at how delicious he looked when he smiled.

My head fell back as I gripped the edge of the table, thinking of a way to get him worked up when I caught a flash of movement through the large window overlooking the private garden.

Sandra and one of her friends, Lily, were strolling back toward the seats we had been lounging near the pond, laughing and chatting like they owned the place.

They were a bit further away from this room and the trees hid most of the wall but not enough. The thought of them seeing me spread out and needy clearly twisted something filthy inside me.

“Wanna give them a show?” He asked and I glared at him but he had already yanked the bra and panties off me, leaving me completely naked in front of him.

I raised my hands to cover my breasts but his nostrils flared.

“Dont you dare!”

I let my hands fall to the side as he positioned himself in front of me so that his back faced the window and

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hid most of me except for legs and my face on either side of him.

If they really looked at us, they would know what was going on.

“Eyes on me,” He commanded again.

The thought of them seeing me like this with him was as scaring as it was exciting.

“Connor…” I squirmed, trying to lift my hips. “Fuck me.”

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In response he slid one slick hand up to cup my breast, rolling my nipple between thumb and forefinger while his other hand stroked down my inner thigh. “You were very convincing earlier with your little moans for Peter. How fake were those sounds exactly?”

“Very… fuck… very much fake,” I gasped as his fingers finally brushed my slick folds, parting them slowly.

He circled my clit with one lazy fingertip. “Liar. Let’s see how real I can make them.”

I moaned his name as he sank one thick finger inside me, curling it slowly against that spot that made my thighs tremble. My walls clenched around his fingers and I had barely adjusted to that feeling when he added a second finger, pumping deliberately, scissoring them while his thumb kept torturing my clit in slow circles.

“More,” I demanded, hips rocking desperately against his hand.

He leaned over me, lips brushing my ear while his fingers worked deeper, faster, then slowed again just as I neared the edge. “Beg nicer, little wolf. Or I’ll keep you right here on the edge until Sandra’s group comes looking for you.”

Through the window, the girls were still visible in the distance, lingering near the garden path and seemed to have inched closer to the window. Or maybe I was imagining it.

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