Page 6 of Becoming Brandy

He pulled her to him, bending awkwardly to place his lips on hers.

She was expecting a sloppy kiss, full of urgency and over-excitement. What she got was a welcome surprise. His kiss was soft at first, but it quickly hardened. Good pressure and tongue placement. She’d kissed lots of guys. Maybe hundreds. His wasn’t bad at all.

She felt her own body warming to him. To his scent, which was strong, male, and intoxicating. And to his touch that was the exact right amount of demanding, showing how much he wanted her without being desperate. His tongue pushed between her lips, licking, exploring, while his hands squeezed her backside. He pressed her closer until she was against his erection. The huff of breath in her mouth when he moaned was a sign he was enjoying it. One of his hands slid up, tracing the skin of her breast before cupping it.

He stopped kissing her just long enough to trail his hot mouth down her neck. She tilted her head for him, enjoying the pleasure of his lips sending tingles down her skin. His thumb was rubbing the tender nub beneath her shirt and bra, using it like tinder to start a fire.

She’d had no idea how much she would enjoy this kiss with Wrek. It was unexpected and welcome. She hadn’t had a partner since Rahan had left her for Harper, and her body seemed to know it had been too long. Warm wet heat pooled between her thighs. She rubbed them together to help the ache, but it only increased the longing.

His tongue lapped over the skin at the tops of her breast where her shirt stopped. She gripped his back and pulled her closer to him, tilting her head back to pant and moan.

A whirring alerted her to the wall opening. A figure strode in. Before she knew it, Wrek was yanked away.

Brandy stumbled forward before righting herself. A furious Drake held Wrek by the arm.

“What in the hell are you doing? I send you in to give her food, and this is what I find you doing?”

“I… uh… I just…”

“Enough!” Drake hollered. “I told you I was first. What did she say to get you to disobey me? She probably has your access codes already.”

“No,” Wrek answered emphatically. “I would never do that.”

“Right. Great set of tits and she lets you touch ‘em. You probably procured her a shuttle, too.”

“I didn’t.” Wrek swung his gaze to Brandy as if confused.

“She’s playing you, brother. Don’t you see you are the easiest mark? Like she actually wants to have sex with you…” He sneered. “Come on. Think with your head, not your dick.”

Wrek stared accusingly at Brandy. He looked so hurt she almost felt bad.

“It’s not true,” she said.

Drake laughed. “A good liar. I like this chick.” None too gently, he shoved Wrek out of the room. “Leave her alone until I’m done with her,” he ordered. “One blowjob and she’ll have you taking her back to Han in a rowboat.”

Appearing dejected, Wrek shuffled away. Drake stayed in the doorway, studying her. “Clever girl. I’ll be back to see you later.”

Brandy stuck her tongue out at him, but he just laughed and closed the wall in her face.

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