Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,45
arm down and away from me, a fleet of disappointment dancing across her beautiful face.
“I need to take this off.”
Both reached for the side zipper of my dress, Andy backing up when Brick made a noise in his throat.
She laughed. “He’s possessive over you. I’m jealous.” Her grin froze, but what she said was the truth. She was jealous, but she agreed to this. I only hoped she didn’t get hurt in the process.
Andy had always been a bit of a drama queen, making situations seem bigger than they were. I supposed it was her way of gaining attention since she never received any from her parents, who were too busy worrying about her younger sister who’d been addicted to drugs. I often let her go, but every once in a while, I felt the need to call her out. She was a good person, and at first, I was upset over the breakup, as most would be, but we weren’t a perfect fit. Hindsight and all that. Plus, our jobs never allowed us time to work on our relationship because we worked so much. In the end, we agreed to split up amicably.
And now here we were, about to have sex with the man in my life, someone I wanted to protect from the world, especially after what happened to him and his friends, but who I also wanted to show off to everyone I knew. I was smart enough to realize not everyone would understand the vibe between Brick and me. He’d stated numerous times how we were from different worlds, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be with him, to be consumed by him, and that was all that mattered to me.
Brick gripped the zipper and dragged it downward, the metal teeth separating until the fabric gaped. Andy was the one who pulled my dress from my shoulders, shimmying it to my waist and over my hips until the material gathered at my feet. I stepped out and moved it to the side. I was left only in my heels.
“I was kind of hoping you’d wear those red sheer knickers I love, but this is good, too.” Her sly smile kicked up when I pulled her hand back toward my pussy, her eyes alight with lust when she pushed two fingers back inside me before I could demand she do so. “So much better,” she uttered, capturing my mouth, and swallowing my moans.
Brick kissed my neck, biting down on my shoulder when I pressed my ass against him, wanting to give in to Andy’s touch but not wanting to come so soon. But if she kept working me over like she was, pushing deep and circling my clit with her thumb, I wasn’t going to be able to hold back.
“You’re so fuckin’ sexy, baby,” he growled, anchoring me to him when he circled his arm around my waist. I was lost between them both. Andy had my mouth and was tending to the ache between my legs, while Brick’s strength held me upright, his lips lingering over my neck and shoulders until his teeth came out to play. Then he pinched my nipple, the sting of pain pushing me further toward release.
“Wait,” I whispered against Andy’s mouth. I squirmed between them and found my voice when nothing changed. “Wait.”
Andy stepped back and withdrew her fingers, parting her lips to say something, but Brick swung me around to face him, his hands holding me steady.
“What’s the matter? Do you want to stop?”
His concern for me was endearing. All I had to do was nod and he’d whisk me out of this room, no questions asked. But I didn’t want to stop. I simply wanted to slow down. I didn’t want to rush through the experience.
Instead of answering his questions, I made a statement. “You still have your clothes on.”
“I can help with that.” Andy looked at Brick, then me. “Can I undress him? I want to see what’s underneath.”
“Can she?” he asked, patiently waiting for my response. The only hard and fast rule I’d had for tonight was that he couldn’t fuck her, and I was sticking to that, but as the moments passed, I was curious to see how far I could push myself in what I would allow to happen between my ex and my new man.
“Yes.” One simple word threw open the window of my budding lust and curiosity. Andy and I were naked, save for my heels, which I kicked off to the