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“Sorry to interrupt,” Holden says, with a half-smile. “I just wondered who was at the door.”
“Katy, the cleaning manager,” Brie tells him.
“Oh, right. She came in earlier today, just after you left. I scared the hell out of her—she thought the place was empty.”
Brie groans. “I’ll just halt the cleaning schedule altogether for now,” she says. “That seems the easiest thing to do.” She looks at Holden. “How’s it going with the footage?”
He shakes his head. “I feel like my eyes are swimming. Honestly…I think I need more specific tech that only the casino would have. I was thinking I could head back there for the night.”
Brie shakes her head at once. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Holden. Not if someone’s gunning for you like they are for me.”
He looks torn. “I’m not excited about the idea, either,” he admits. “But this footage is the best chance we have.”
Brie seems to come to a decision. “How about you stay in my suite instead of your own? If there’s someone after you, they wouldn’t think to look there.” I don’t like that idea at all, but I can hardly tell Brie what to do with her own property. And at least it seems to comfort Holden, who looks a lot happier now.
“That’s a great idea,” he says. “And I’ll let you know as soon as I get anything off the tapes.”
We take him down to the clubhouse to call him an Uber, and then Brie and I walk back up to her house. “So,” she says, once the door is closed behind us again. “I guess we really will have to entertain ourselves tonight. Any movies you’ve been hanging out to see? Or is there…something else you feel like doing?”
I look at her, free of makeup after her earlier shower, her hair in a simple ponytail, her shoulders relaxed for once, and a wicked glint in her eyes. An insistent throbbing pulse starts running through my body, brain to clit.
“Yeah,” I tell her. “I can think of one thing I’d really like to do.” I push her back against the wall, and she lets out a gasp as I clamp my hands around her wrists, holding her hands above her head. “I’d like to tease you until you can’t remember your own name, and then make you come so hard you soak the floor with it. What do you say?”
“Yesplease,” she breathes, just before I claim her mouth with mine.
CHAPTER 25
Brie
As soon asNik lets me go, I’m heading to the bedroom, but she catches me by the wrist again and pulls me back.
“Oh, no you don’t,” she says, amused. “You don’t get to be a pillow princess today.”
“That is outrageous slander!” I say. “Last night you made me do all the work, so?—”
“Don’t worry.” She’s leading me determinedly to the living room. “I’ll do most of the work this time. All you’ll have to do is admire the view.”
I let her pull me to the middle of the room, where she turns me to face her. “This time is a gift,” she says. “So I’d better unwrap my present before time runs out.” I’m not dressed up today, wearing only a tank top and yoga pants, but the way Nik reverently undresses me, you’d think I was in one of those expensive designer gowns I wear around the Golden Sands. She strips me to my underwear and then takes off my bra, weighing each breast in her hands before thumbing at my nipples.
“Beautiful,” she murmurs. “Do you know how goddamn sexy you are, Brie? What am I saying, of course you do.” I grin, and then stop grinning as she runs a hand between my thighs, pushing them open. “Are you wet for me yet?”
I’m almost embarrassed by how turned on I am already. “Uh-huh.”
She rubs her fingers over my panties, encouraging the damp patch, and smirks. “Mm, I like it when you’re eager for it. And you taste so good…I don’t want you to miss out on that.” I’m not sure what she means, but she keeps fingering me until I forget all about it, working my pussy under the silk and lace of my panties until I can smell myself, hot and damp, rising up between us. “Let’s get these off of you,” she murmurs, tugging down my now-soaked panties. She balls them up carefully, then slides a hand around the back of my neck. “Open up.”
I do, but mostly from surprise, and she takes the opportunity to go ahead and press my own panties into my mouth. I gasp in surprise, inhaling the musky, salty scent of my own arousal.
“Now be a good girl and bend over that couch for me,” she orders. I go over on unsteady legs, and Nik helps position me kneeling over the padded arm of the small two-seater, so that I can see straight out the floor-to-ceiling window. “Now all you have to do is relax,” she tells me, patting me on one ass cheek. “And let me work.”
I’m about to ask her what she’s planning, but the words die on my tongue as she drops to her knees and spreads my legs further apart. Then her fingers are tracing over my ass crack, pulling it wide, and I feel a stream of cool air against my soaked cunt and hot asshole as she blows gently over me.
I moan into my own panties, dropping my head as I feel her nosing into me. She licks right up and down, her tongue flicking over my tight hole and making me squirm, before pressing in. I can feel her tongue working inside me, and then her fingers find my clit, pinching and rubbing at it until I buck in protest, the sensation so intense that I groan. I arch my back, my breath coming in ragged gasps as Nik builds the pressure up in me. And right when I begin to really need it, she slides her fingers deep into my cunt, fucking me with a steady rhythm that matches her fingers on my clit, her tongue on my hole. I’m trembling, so wet and needy that I can feel it dripping down my thighs—soaking the floor, just like she said.
Just when I think I can’t take any more, Nik abruptly stops, leaving me on the edge of climax. She moves around to the couch and slides onto it herself, positioning herself so that her pussy is almost within my reach. “You can just watch if you can’t bring yourself to do any work,” she tells me teasingly, opening up her lips to show me the glistening, delicious flesh beneath.
I make a pleading noise around the lace and silk holding down my tongue and she smiles approvingly, moving further down so that my mouth is directly over her, then pulls the panties free from my mouth. “Come on, then,” she tells me. “Eat up.”
I happily take up the invitation, sliding my tongue into her folds, tasting her, exploring her. Nik’s hands move my head around wherever she prefers, guiding my movements, showing me the way she wants it, and I take to the task eagerly, my own orgasm forgotten. I don’t have the best angle here, but Nik is getting worked up already, her breath coming faster as I lick at her, and I can see her abs tensing, her muscles bunching as she gets closer.
