Page 25 of Hacker Unknown

I dragged my hand up the side of her waist and across her ribcage until my fingers traced the bottom of her breasts. Her breath hitched as my fingers circled her nipple. “These nipples need to be the focus and they aren’t hard enough.”

Sonali’s tongue darted out and ran across her lips. “What do you think I could do to fix that?”

A soft moan escaped her lips as I pinched her nipple between my fingers and did the same to the other. She leaned into my handwhen I let go, as if she wanted me to continue. If I didn’t step back soon, we wouldn’t make it to dinner. I’d have her spread across the bed.

“Now let’s go.”

In New York I had access to models and celebrities, but none of them affected me the way Sonali had. She was like a forbidden fruit I couldn’t stay away from.

Sonali rested her hand on my shoulder as she put on her heels. Even with the additional six inches she was still shorter than me.

Neither Sonali nor I had left the bungalow since we arrived. On the walk to the restaurant, we saw more couples scattered around. A few lounged naked on sun chairs. Sonali gasped as we walked past a couple near the trail. The woman was on her hands and knees while the man pushed his cock into her asshole.

“Do you want to stop and watch?” I asked her.

Her cheeks turned bright red, “Wouldn’t that be rude?”

If I had to venture a guess, anyone having sex near a walkway enjoyed being watched. “No.”

She chewed on her blip for a moment. “But we would be late.”

I’m sure nobody would care if we were late. There was a chance someone in the group would not be on time. Especially if the woman they were with was as sexy as Sonali looked. “It turned you on to see them having sex. I didn’t plan on taking you to the club, but maybe after dinner we can go and watch. From your reaction a moment ago, I wonder if you are a voyeur.”

Watching others have sex had always turned me on. A few of the women I’d played with in the past, I didn’t mind watchingthem with someone else before I took them. But the thought of another man touching Sonali made my blood boil.

“Whenever I went to Cap d’Agde I would get turned on by the people around me.”

My hand rested on the curve of her back, and I traced my finger over her skin. “Would you go to bed at night thinking about the people you saw and play with your pussy?”

Sonali lowered her voice. “Sometimes I couldn’t wait until I got home, so I would go out into the ocean and take care of myself.”

Brandon and Sasha stepped onto the trail cutting us off and not giving me time to respond to Sonali. My brother pulled me into a hug. He wore a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of black pants. Sasha wore a black mini skirt and no top but had small weights dangling from her pierced nipples. Leaning in to hug my mostly naked sister-in-law was like having a bucket of cold water poured over my head.

“Sonali, this is my brother Brandon and his wife Sasha.”

Brandon pulled Sonali into a hug and Sasha did the same.

When Sasha let Sonali go, I stepped to her side and rested my hand back on her lower back. Brandon raised his eyebrow, but didn’t ask what was between us. He knew she was a client and not my girlfriend.

“When did you two get in?” Brandon asked.

“Late morning, around the time you were spanking Sasha near the pool,” I shot back.

Sasha’s cheeks pinkened, but Brandon didn’t even flinch at my words. “This is our first time away from Melisa. Which hasn’tgiven us time to start working on a sibling until now. So be prepared, you might be seeing us have sex a lot.”

“How old is your daughter?” Sonali asked.

“She turned two a month ago. I would show you pictures, but this outfit doesn’t have anywhere to put my phone. It is back in the room.”

Sonali giggled, “These outfits don’t give us any room to carry things.”

Brandon told him about a case he was working on and that he would need to head back to Houston in a couple days. Him and Sasha came to the island to find out what was going on. While we chatted, Sasha and Sonali were talking about kids. The conversation flowed so easily between the four of us. Until I felt the tickle in my throat. I didn’t plan on my brother knowing I was sick. I pulled out the black handkerchief from my pocket and brought it to my mouth before I coughed.

Sonali turned and rested her hand on my forearm, and I could see the concern in her eyes.

“You, okay?” Brandon asked when I finished coughing.

“I’m just getting over a nasty cold. Can’t break this cough.”

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