𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂 ❶

𝟐𝟖. ✭ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 ✭

"That's crazy. What happened to the member?"

"No one seems to know." I grab ahold of her slender waist and pull her into me. "But with you looking like this I don't want to talk about all that. I don't even think I want to go down for dinner. I think I just want to eat you." I lean down and give her a soft, passionate kiss. When her hand cups me through my pants and gives my cock a once over I groan into her mouth. "Don't start something you can't finish."

Dani pulls away from me and quirks a brow. "You know, you say you like the way I look but I am loving the way you look." She runs her hand down the front of my dress shirt. "I've never seen you in such nice clothes. I kind of want to take them off."

"Is that right?"

"Mhmm." She gives me a devilish look before reaching up and giving me a peck on the lips. "Quite delicious looking." With her eyes fluttering at mine she undoes my pants then slowly pulls them down as she gets to her knees.

"Baby," I groan out when she strokes me directly in front of her face. Her tongue flicks out and rolls around the tip of me, then up and down my shaft. Her hand comes up to grab ahold of me and pump me in time with her mouth as she sucks me in and out. The steady quick pace has me building in much the same manner. "Dani, I'm close." She hums in satisfaction as she continues, even faster now. I wrap my hand around her high ponytail and thrust into her mouth over and over again. Her mouth is warm and wet and she's so fucking sexy. My eyes snap close as my orgasm begins and I picture tight hands around my throat, hands all over my body, I picture— I choke as the last bit of my orgasm comes out, eyes flying open at where my brain had taken me.

My breathing haggard as I let go of her hair. She licks the last bit of my essence off of my cock and I watch her, thinking about if she's done this exact same thing to the man that'd just popped up into my head. I'd gather to say that she has.

Once she's done I zip my pants up and she stands to her feet. "I love you, Dani." She gives me a blinding smile. "I really do."

"Aww, I love you too." I take her in my arms, hugging her beautiful self. I kiss the top of her head when she places it against my chest.

I debate telling her what I'd just thought about but I decide against it. I don't know if I can tell her about that because I'm slightly ashamed of it. The thought of Torey ever finding out is enough to never want to say anything. He doesn't need another thing to boost his over-inflated ego.

"I'm starving." I stated, needing something to distract me from my thoughts. "Let's go get dinner." She pulls away from me and looks up at me with a nod and a grin.

Dani is so attractive. I'd loved her blonde hair, it'd been similar to mine in color previously, but seeing her back with her natural color really made her features stand out. The dark suited her. Those grayish hued blues and that dark hair looked sexy as fuck together. I'd always been attracted to that on a woman, it's my typical type— dark hair and light eyes.

Oh no. Oh no no no. For fuck's sake, no.

"What's wrong?"

I swallow uncomfortably as I push that unwanted realization away from me. "Nothing, just hungry."

"You don't look hungry, Brooks." She takes a step back and assesses me. I just shrug and go to pick up the keycard for the room. "Is this about Torey?" I freeze. "It is, isn't it?"

How does she know about—

"I'm not going to sleep with him again if that's what you're worried about."

Oh, thank Christ.

"No, Dani, that's not what I'm worried about." I blow out a long breath. "Although, I am curious as to how you ended up in his bed so fast after he came back into your life." She flinched at that.

"Well," she starts fiddling with her hands, looking away from me, "Torey is... Torey. He's authoritative. When he wants something he gets it. He wanted me and made it near impossible to say no. Even when I said we shouldn't he gave me good reasons as to why we should and that's Torey for you."

"Why so many times after?" I don't know why I'm asking. It's not like the answer is going to change anything about the circumstance. I'd fucking heard her screaming 'just like that, just like that, just like that' over and over and over. Seemed pretty straight forward— he's good in bed.

"Brooks, come on, let's not talk about this right before we go out to dinner."

"I just want to know what it is about him." For my own fucking sanity I need to know. I need to know why I'm starting to think the way I am about him.

"Like I said, Torey is Torey."

"What does that even mean?"

"He's the way that he is for a reason, Brooks." She's still not looking at me, she looks ashamed of herself. "He's arrogant and full of himself because he can be. I don't have to tell you things you already know... things you've..." she turns away from me and I feel like a jackass.

"Things I've heard?"

"He makes me feel helpless." Her words are no more than a whisper. "Out of control. Like gravity. It's just a pull. It just happens. I don't know how to properly explain it. That's just Torey for you. It's hard not to want a man like that to have his way with you. Yes, he comes off like an over possessive douche bag, I'm fully aware, but there's something about him having his way with me that's just always brought me back to him. He makes it easy to fall right back into that roll of letting him control me in that sense. A part of me enjoys that in the bedroom, his overly dominant behavior, him treating me like he owns me."

I come up to the back of her and caress her shoulder with my fingertips before I place a kiss near her ear. "You say you won't sleep with him again but you practically just admitted that you would if he wanted to, told you to."

Why is that thought turning me on?

"I won't, I'm too angry with him, too hurt by him." She turns in my arms and looks up at me anxiously. "I promise, Brooks, I won't."

"Don't make promises you can't keep." Her brow furrows as I lean down and kiss her. I smother her mouth with mine, kissing her breath away. My hands are roaming her body, feeling every sexy curve as certain dirty thoughts play in my head. I think about the two of them together, two of my exact type going at it. An image that I'd hated previously, that I'd even fought the man over, is now consuming my mind in the filthiest of ways.

Dani's breathing is ragged when I finally pull away. "What," she breathes in and out several times, "has gotten into you?"

"You. I want you so bad." Her and him. But she doesn't need to know that.

Dani arches a brow with, "even after what we just talked about?"

Especially after.

"Yes." I give her no more of an explanation before I lift her up and bring her to the kitchen table. "Baby, I think we're going to have to call for room service. It's going to be a long fucking night."

And with the filthy thoughts ravaging my mind there's no doubt about that.

A/N:
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