Page 130 of The Winslow Brothers

But mostly, watchingSophieenjoy being touched.

My chest grows tight, each inhale and exhale getting harder and harder to move air through my lungs, but I push against the discomfort with a hard swallow and force myself to focus back on her.

When Sophie looks up at me again, her lips lax from my touch, her eyes glow with the kind of heat that I know means if I slid my hand up her thigh and beneath her panties, she’d be wet with arousal.

But I hesitate so long to act on the urge to feel that certainty for myself, that eventually, I’m not the one who makes the next move.Sophieis.

She stands to her feet and slides her hands into my hair. And I can’t stop looking at her.

“Kiss me,” she whispers, and I do.

I press my mouth against hers and move our lips in a passionate dance. She moans again and deepens the kiss, her tongue sneaking into my mouth and mingling with mine. She tastes like her fruity mints, and a part of me loves that no one on the other side of that wall will ever know that about her.

They will never know how Sophie tastes. Or how Sophie feels.

And they will never know all the amazing things about her that I know.

Like, the fact that she’ll choose dessert over dinner if given the option. Or when she’s mad about something, a little crinkle forms between her eyes. Or when something makes her laugh really hard, her contagious giggles will go completely silent, but her face will stay scrunched up in hilarity.

Or that if they challenged her to a game of Texas Hold’em, she could hustle them out of money without even batting an eye.

Or that she earned fifteen badges in Las Vegas. And fourteen of them were earned by an orgasmIgave her.

Sophie’s hands moving to my belt and tugging it loose pull my attention back to the present, and when she goes to her knees before me, I stare down at her in absolute shock at the brazen move.

My cock grows hard, but my mind and heart wage one hell of a battle against me.

What are you doing, man? This isn’t right.

Her lips quirk up into the kind of sexy but mischievously cute smile that threatens to send my mind back to memories of the elevator in Vegas. And when her hands move to my zipper, sliding it down slowly, I have the most intense urge to pick her up and carry her out of the room.

To shield her away from the strangers on the other side of the glass.

To not let anyone see her vulnerable, with her mouth around my cock. Or see how damn beautiful my girl looks when she’s about to come.

Fucking stop this, dude. Don’t let this go any further.

Sophie’s hands grip the edge of my boxers and pants, starting the process of pulling them down, and I don’t even have to think about my reaction. I just do. In an outright impulse, I quickly stop her momentum and grab her hands into mine.

Her face creases up in confusion when I don’t allow her to go any further. And her green eyes jerk up to my face.

“Jude?”

“I can’t.” I shake my head. “Not here, babe,” I tell her and gently lift her back to her feet. “We’re not going to finish this here.”

“You want to leave?Now?” All sorts of reactions coat her eyes, only half of which I can discern. But I’m not going to waste any time standing here, inside this fucking room with strangers’ eyes on her, and try to figure it all out.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, Sophie.” I hold my hands on either side of her face, brushing my lips against hers. “Of how you were just giving in to this moment and what you were feeling. But it’s time to go.”

After I softly kiss her once more, I take her hand into mine and lead her the fuck away from that bedroom. I don’t know what’s come over me or what I’m even doing, but I know I don’t want Sophie here for a minute more with other people’s eyes on her.

I want her all to myself.

Sophie

I was going to go through with it. At least, IthinkI was going to go through with it.

But in a blink of an eye, everything changed. One moment, I was gripping Jude’s pants and boxers, ready to pull them down, ready to make himandme feel good. And the next, he was telling me we needed to leave.

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