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She looked at Brian’s red face and froze for a nanosecond, wondering what to reply. Except he obviously didn’t need a response as he was already grabbing her arm and tugging her behind him.
“Uh, Brian? I’m not sure what’s wrong but I was with friends, you know. And uhm, you don’t know me”
“I know that” He said over his shoulder, never slowing down.
“Right” She staggered on her high heels and wondered, not for the first time either, why in hell she’d thought it was a good idea to dress up to impress them. Well not them per se but Kevin would have been nice. God knows why Brian was acting like that though. She rather doubted her perfect boots had any effect on him. “Brian? Where are we going?” And could you please unhand me while you’re at it?
“Here” He opened a door and pushed her inside.
“Hey!” The door locked behind them. She could barely see in the darkness but she was pretty sure it was an empty conference room. A huge wooden table stood not far away, empty chairs all around it. And Brian’s lips were on hers.
Well, hello there. Oh my God. Ewwww. BRIAN! She pulled back but he followed her until she bumped into the end of the table. Then his hands were on her hips and his mouth was still stuck to hers and before she knew it … his tongue was inside her mouth. Oh gross!

She managed to wrench herself away from his probing tongue. “Eww! Get off me!”
“No” He simply said before pressing his left leg between her thighs.
She stumbled at the sudden move and ended up leaning herself on the table behind her. “What’s wrong with you? You do know AJ’s supposed to be the freaky one, right?”
“Shut up! I’m trying to do something here!”
“What? Rape me?”
That stopped him short. “No, have sex with you. Isn’t that what you’re here for? In this hotel I mean?”
“Uh, yes. I mean, no. I’m not a groupie”
He rolled his eyes. “Sure you’re not”
“I’m not!”
“So if I was my cousin, you’d still be saying no?”
How did he know she liked Kevin?? “Uhmm”
“You see!” He went back to what he was doing and that is, kissing her. Or at least, trying to. “Fuck, open your mouth!”
“No!”
“You want me, baby. Don’t deny it”
“Actually I don’t. So take your hands off me and get the hell out of here before I start screaming”
“I’ll have you screaming, don’t you worry”
“I meant-“
“I know what you meant. Just shut up already, will you?”

Before she could add anything else, his tongue was inside her mouth. Again. Except this time, he grabbed her hair and kept her in place. He pressed himself closer to her, so close she could feel his arousal rub against her. Uhoh. She stilled as his hands moved down her back and up her chest. Smoothing the material of her shirt until they stopped just beneath her breasts. Then fingers drifted over her nipples, squeezing and making her moan inside his mouth.
The sound had a curious effect on him however. He suddenly was nicer, gentler in his movements. His tongue left her mouth as he slowly kissed a way over her neck. Down and down until he reached the generous hint of cleavage displayed by her shirt.
Okay, okay… she had to do something here. This was Brian for pity’s sake! “Uh, do you mind if we swap? I’ve got a friend who loves you and she’s gonna be really mad at me if we have sex together. ‘Cause, ya know, she wants you and all. So-“
“No”
“But she loves you!”
He looked up from her chest, his lips wet. “Chicken”
“What?”
He grinned, the smile transforming his face. “You’re afraid, aren’t you? Afraid of having sex with the big bad Brian?”
Oh God, he was talking about himself as if he wasn’t even there. “Sure. Because you’re so very scary”

His eyebrows rose at her tone. Before she could move away, his hands grabbed hers and he pulled her off the table. Only to turn her around, her palms smacking the polished wood. Her face was suddenly pressed against the table top, her butt high up in the air. The damn man was nuts!
“Stop it!”
“I don’t think so” She felt his hands on her thighs then her skirt was pushed up and she could only imagine what view he had. What had possessed her to wear no underwear again? Oh yeah, Kevin. ARGH!
He chuckled, “Thanks baby. I’ve always loved easy access”
“Very funny. You’re not really going to do this, right?”
“Oh yes, I am. Why? Would you prefer I whip you? What about handcuffs?”
She blinked. The guy really was crazy. “No thanks, but what about-“
Fingers drifted over her folds, her back arching at the caress. “You were saying? You’re wet, baby”
“Am not”
He laughed, “Sure you’re not. Feel that?” A long finger entered her, making her gasp. “Mmm, I can’t wait to be inside you”

She heard him and yet, she still didn’t quite believe he was gonna go through with it. Well, think again, she yelled at herself when she felt him poised at her entrance. Then he was pushing inside her, his left hand running over her hip.
“Brian!”
“Yes, baby? Time to fuck!”

He pushed her further against the table, her cheek rubbing on the wood as he kept pumping inside her. He growled above her, his hand suddenly pulling her top down. Her breasts spilled out of her bra and he happily grabbed one, then the other.
I feel like a blow-up doll, she haphazardly thought. Except he was actually quite good. Her insides clenched as fingers drifted down her stomach. He stopped pumping and pulled her up long enough so that his fingers found her nub. Ohhh.
“Do you like that?” Hell yeah. “Tell me or I’ll stop” He threatened before his fingers stilled.
“Don’t stop!” Fuck. She hadn’t said that out loud, had she?
“Good enough, I guess” He drawled out before thrusting inside her in one long push.
Between that and his fingers, she felt herself start to lose it. Even the thought that it was Brian behind her doing all these things couldn’t lessen the pleasure she was feeling.
“Oh God” She moaned as he hit the spot that made her see stars. Before she knew it, she was screaming her release, her walls tightening around his pounding length.
He let out a roar and spilled himself inside her, his hands clamping on her hips as if he didn’t want to let go.

Seconds or maybe minutes later, he drew out of her. She fell limply in a chair and would have happily dozed right there but someone had other ideas.
“I can’t believe you did that”
She looked up and smiled at Kevin. “Told you I love kinky Brian”
“And I do love to please her”
“But what about me?”
Giggling, she accepted Kevin’s hand and went into his arms. “You know how much I love my Kentucky sandwich” She replied as she felt Brian hug her from behind.
“We love you too” Two voices replied before… well that’s another story altogether.

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