Page 51 of In the Works

Bri nodded, following behind me as I walked. I could feel her hungry eyes on my body. It made my throat tighten.

Her voice was a low rumble. “I know the deadline, darlin’.”

Whipping my head around, I grinned. “Who exactly is your darling?”

Bri smirked back, licking her lips. “You know exactly who.” When I stopped to lean on the table – trying to gauge where exactly in the building process Bri was – Bri sidled up behind me. She leaned into my ear, “I promise it will be done, Sarah.”

“Good.” Before I could walk away, Bri grabbed my belt loops and pulled me back. Her hands gripped my hips and pushed me into her. As she did, I bit my lip. A pulse of pleasure rushed through my body. “How do I know if it’s really coming along?”

Bri strode across the room, meeting me next to the table. “You might have to learn to have a little faith in me.”

As soon as she got close to me, her signature scent wafted into my nose. It made me melt, a jolt of excitement heading straight to my clit. You’d think after the last couple of weeks with Bri and Vic that I would’ve gotten my fill. But they’d unlocked something in me that had lay dormant for over a decade.

Standing in front of me, Bri looked down at my shirt. It was a simple, floral blouse. But it did my boobs a favor, making them hard to avoid.

I put my hand on Bri’s chin and lifted her gaze to mine. “I’ve always had faith in you.” Licking my lips, I shrugged. “But how can we know if the table is sturdy enough to function?”

A devious grin played at the corners of Bri’s mouth. In one fluid motion, she wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed me. “I could show you.”

“Please.” A breathy plea escaped my lungs as her strong arms squeezed the air from my lungs.

Bri swept up my legs and lifted me onto the top. My ass made a solid thud against the tarped table. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure to my clit. We’d only been in the same room together for a few minutes and my body already craved her.

Lowering her head, Bri kissed my neck. She cupped the back of my head as she let her tongue draw shapes on the sensitive skin.

I spread my legs for her, letting her body between them. Hungry, Bri gripped my hips and pulled me closer. The force of our bodies clashing made my slit clench with excitement. A moan rose in my chest as I looked at Bri.

She pulled away long enough to smile at me before she let her hand explore my chest. Her calloused hands grabbed at my breasts, squeezing them gently as she whimpered. “God, you’re unbelievable.”

My hips started to rock against her body, the table not budging an inch under the pressure.

As if she could read my mind, Bri teased, “I told you: sturdy.”

I laughed, a low rumble. “I’ll never doubt you again.”

She went back to touching me, her hands taking their time exploring my figure. Lingering on my soft stomach, Bri’s hands turned to light, tempting touches.

I wanted to live in that moment forever, but I knew I should be honest with Bri. So I forced myself to grab her face again, pulling her from her ecstasy filled haze.

I opened my eyes, trying to wake myself from the dream of being touched by her. “There is one other thing.”

Bri leaned back enough to put my face into focus, letting her hands rest on the tarped table. Her biceps and forearms flexed as she stood. They glistened with sweat. The mere image was enough to set me off track again but I needed to focus.

“Go on,” Bri prompted in a gentle grumble.

My mouth opened but words refused to come out. The rattling of the old air conditioning suddenly took over my entire brain. Clearing my throat, I tried again. “I’ve been seeing Victoria. Outside of work stuff.”

Bri chuckled and smiled. Her green eyes were warm, like falling asleep in a hammock as the sun streamed between the forest canopy.

“That’s okay.”

“Really?” I swallowed hard, my nerves starting to drain from my body.

Bri nodded, standing up straighter and lifting her hands from the table. But she stayed firmly planted between my legs. “Of course. I wanted you to explore.” She lifted her hands and gestured. “I’ll admit, I’d love to have you all to myself. But I don’t want to rob you of this. Because most of us got to have it, and as far as I know, you didn’t.”

She was right. Jason and I started dating in high school and we never bothered to see other people. We went to the same college and had kids right after graduation.

A sigh let my shoulders drop. I wouldn’t change any of it, it gave me my babies. But at this moment, I wished I was ready to just lock myself down again. Even if I knew my heart wasn’t sure exactly who I wanted yet.

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