Kane Owen (sellingsouls) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-07-12 17:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, brianna, brianna x kane, kane |
Who: Brianna and Kane
When: evening, Friday, June 15th
Where: The Overlook Country Club, during this party
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
For Brianna, it had been a long time since she had an excuse to dress up, or even felt the desire to do so. But tonight felt like the right time to put herself back out there in public, beyond just her family and close friends. So she had styled her hair and put on a flattering cocktail dress that matched the color of her eyes. It was hard to believe that only a few months ago she was covered in filth from some other dimension. James looked handsome in his suit, as always, and she felt more at ease when they arrived at the country club. This was where she belonged. On James's arm, surrounded by people she knew. That's what Brianna tried to tell herself anyway, as they walked into the building. There was a moment when she wanted to flee, go back home and get into James's liquor cabinet. But if she didn't start at least attempting to get back to normal, she never would.
Inside the event room they were immediately greeted by people they knew and Brianna forced a smile that hopefully didn't look as phony as it felt. After kissing cheeks and exchanging pleasantries, James offered to get them both a drink at the bar. Brianna agreed, thinking she may end up back at the bar several times before the evening was over. As James headed off through the growing crowd of people, Brianna watched him go, almost not noticing the familiar face that was standing at the bar with a drink in his hand. But she did notice and Brianna did a double-take, sucking in a sharp, harsh breath when she confirmed that it was "Owen" standing there, only a few feet from where her husband was approaching. What on earth was he doing there? In Brianna's mind, he only existed in a hotel room... or his car. Or a bar. Not here, dressed up and surrounded by people Brianna knew.
Kane could feel eyes on him and it didn’t take him long to track down the source. A woman that beautiful was difficult to miss. And boy did Red look good tonight. He met her gaze and instantly smirked, but managed to smother it a second later. Red looked a little shocked to see him, which wasn’t too surprising, but she was obviously trying to control her expression too. Kane couldn’t help but look her up and down at least once, appreciation in his eyes, but then he made himself look away. They weren’t supposed to know each other in public, and this was a fancy party for rich people, her husband was probably around. Simply seeing her had made him horny, but that thought sent a real rush of blood into Kane’s cock. He tucked his free hand into his pants pocket and glanced around at the men in the near vicinity, curious as to which one Red was married to. He’d wanted to get a look at the man from the beginning, now might be his only chance to do it casually.
As soon as his eyes met hers Brianna felt a surge of arousal shiver through her body. It was startling as much as it was exciting and she held his gaze until he looked away. Was he looking around the room for someone in particular? Had he come with a woman tonight? Was he playing it off as casual? Or was he looking for... James. Brianna licked her lips and glanced over to see James being handed two glasses of wine at the bar. And then her husband was heading back to her and she swallowed and cleared her throat, determined to act naturally. The next thing she knew she had a glass of wine in her hand, his lips at her cheek and his hand on the small of her back before leading her off to speak with someone else. It was a strange feeling, being aware that Owen would now know what her husband looked like. Like it shifted them into more uneven ground. She didn't really like it, but Brianna couldn't deny that the evening had gotten much more interesting. Finding it hard to concentrate on anything, she snuck small glances at Owen, wanting to keep sight of him in case he got closer. Or left. But her heart was beating fast and she was drinking her wine even faster and now all she could was try to think of an excuse to slip away for a moment.
Finally, when James and the men they were speaking to started to talk about business, Brianna pressed a kiss to James's cheek and pulled away from him. He let her go, still focused on his conversation. She carried her wine glass tightly, searching again for Owen to see if he was still at the bar or if he had begun to mingle.
Kane glanced back in Red’s direction enough times to catch it when her husband arrived at her side again with their drinks. He looked boring and soft to Kane, handsome in a nondescript way, with that air of arrogance that most rich people carried around. Or maybe he was just projecting. In any case, seeing the husband’s hand -- which had probably never been used for a day of real work in his life -- at the small of Red’s back made Kane feel weird in the chest and groin both. There was a deep caveman part of him that wanted to stride up to them, pull Red away from that douchebag, and kiss the hell out of her right in front of everybody ... but Kane knew better than to give in to that impulse. As they vanished into the crowd he got back in line at the bar for a refill.
Once another drink was in hand, he began to wander, purposefully keeping some distance between himself and the happy couple. He was very aware of her, however, she was like a shining beacon in the periphery of his senses. Kane reached for his phone more than once to text her, but stalled out every time. Not yet, maybe soon. When he spotted her again, free of her man, Kane sidled in closer but didn’t quite approach first.
Brianna's gaze scanned the crowd as casually as she could manage. When she found him, her breath hitched in her chest and her fingers tightened around her wine glass. Rationally she knew that no one was paying them any attention, and yet it felt like every pair of eyes in the room were on her. That they would know every dirty thing the two of them had done together if she spoke to him. But her feet had a mind of their own and she headed in Owen's direction, though not purposefully. A sip of her wine and a quick glance over her shoulder told her James was still deep in conversation with the other guests and not paying her any attention. Then she gave Owen the same smile everyone else had seen tonight. Polite. Restrained. But her heart was still racing and the fluttery sensations in her stomach had grown more intense. "Just outside the doors to the left is a hallway that leads to the back of the building." There were places back there that wouldn't be occupied tonight and they could speak to each other without James or any of Brianna's friends noticing or interrupting. She didn't wait for him to respond, but turned to leave herself, simply hoping that James wouldn't miss her for a while yet.
He wasn’t quite sure how to interpret that smile. It seemed a little strained. Unhappy. Was Red pissed off that he was there? Kane was ready to assure her that it was pure coincidence, he hadn’t known she would be there and had no intention of really butting into her life or her marriage. That wasn’t what their deal was about. Even with those thoughts in his head, Kane’s body responded to Red when she got close enough, tingly clenching in his stomach. God, he wanted to get his hands up under the skirt of that dress. Her words gave him another half-chub. Even if she wanted to get him alone to bitch him out, just being close to her in this setting would be arousing. Hell, maybe even arguing with her would be fun. He was willing to bet she would like to be smacked and fucked hard with her husband just in the other room. Kane watched her go, lingering where he was for a couple of minutes before he started toward where she’d told him to go. He took a curving sort of route so as not to look too suspicious, then slipped out the doors and into the hallway.
She definitely wasn't unhappy. Just... curious. And confused. And aroused. Brianna didn't want to appear too familiar around Owen, just in case someone had seen them together, even if it had just been for a few seconds. There were people mingling in the lobby itself but no one paid her any attention as she walked down the hall towards the back of the building. It was darker back there. Deserted. There were doors that led out to the tennis courts, but those were dark as well, everything shut down for the evening. Brianna was still carrying her wine glass, so she set it down on a narrow table against the wall that held various flower displays. Owen arrived only a minute or two later and Brianna exhaled softly when he came into view. "What are you doing here?" There was no malice in her voice. No accusation. Brianna was genuinely curious as to why someone like him was at an event like this.
A shadowy hallway, how appropriate. Kane sauntered toward Red, moving casually but feeling a little predatory all of the sudden in a way that made his dick tingle. The party wasn’t a rip-roaring loud one, but there was music going and people talking, and he was willing to bet they could make some noise back here and no one would hear them. Or venture back there themselves, unless it was another couple looking to fool around. “Good to see you too,” he murmured with a faint chuckle once he was closer to her. Kane gave her several inches and kept his hands casually in his pockets, but his eyes were hungry as he looked at her. She didn’t sound put out or aggressive, so maybe that tight smile had just been for show. “I got a friend who was invited and needed a date,” he said, leaving it vague. “I’m guessin’ you’re one of the check signers at this little soiree. Or your husband is ...?” Kane smirked faintly.
Brianna's skin flushed at the look in his eyes, but she understood because she was feeling that same hunger too. The rational side of her knew it was ridiculous to be turned on by someone's simple proximity, but she had several memories of all of the filthy things they had done to each other in the past, so her body was simply reacting to that. Brianna took a step forward, wanting to close some of the remaining distance between them. "We both contribute to the checking account," Brianna said dryly before letting her gaze rake over him. Talking about James was supposed to be off limits. An unspoken agreement. But hearing him talk about her husband, even briefly, did get her blood pumping a bit hotter. Was that wrong? Probably. Unable to resist, she brought her hand out to smooth it over his chest. "You clean up nice. Would your friend be upset to find you back here with me?"
Kane’s boxer briefs got a little tighter as Red moved closer, like she was drawn in to him. She’d been a total smokeshow every time and every place he’d seen her, of course, but there was something extra hot about her tonight. Maybe it was the fancy dress and heels, maybe the public nature of this place, or maybe the fact that they could get caught by her husband specifically, or some combination of everything. But fuck, Kane was already dying to fuck her, his heart speeding up when she touched his chest. He hadn’t been able to see her standing in this hallway until he’d already been walking down it, so he didn’t worry much about being spotted by any passersby. “Not in the slightest,” Kane muttered, low. Bailey probably would be upset, but not for the implied reasons. He hooked his arm around Red’s waist and pulled her in firmly against him, his eyes dark on hers. “You smell so fuckin’ good,” he said through his teeth.
It was so strange to see him "dressed up" given what she was used to, but Brianna liked it. It was like tossing a splash of variety into an already intoxicating affair. Her fingers itched to just tear his shirt open, though she resisted for obvious reasons. This was probably really stupid of her, considering where she was. If someone, anyone, walked back here and saw her, her reputation would take a hard hit. Her kids would find out and James... well, he would be angry. More so that she had done something so publicly foolish rather than practicing discretion like he always did. But the way he pulled her against his body seemed to erase all remaining rational thought from her mind. Feeling his own arousal intensified hers to the point where it ached. With her gaze locked on his, Brianna slipped a hand between them to squeeze his cock through the material of his pants. "You feel so fucking good," she murmured.
There was no question in Kane’s mind anymore that this was happening. The risk was part of what made it so exciting -- though the risk was pretty minimal for him, honestly. If Bailey caught them, she might just bitch him out later. If Red’s husband caught them ... well, Kane hadn’t seen anything to be afraid of in that man. Still, it was semi-public and there were a lot of high society people close by, not to mention the town’s law enforcement. Red’s hand on his cock only made him want to break all those social rules even more. After turning his head to toss one quick glance back up the hallway, Kane backed her up until her back hit the wall, keeping their bodies close together. He dipped in to kiss and nip at Red’s neck, breathing in that expensive perfume as he wondered how many layers of cloth were under that skirt. Kane kissed his way up to her earlobe and tugged at the diamond earring he found with his teeth. “I wanna fuck you with your man in the next room,” he rumbled close to her ear. “Say yes.”
Breathing hard now, Brianna shivered when his teeth found her earlobe. Her body strained against his and despite how heavy her eyelids were, she glanced down the hallway too, just to make sure they were still alone. Owen's words prompted a soft moan from her lips and she reminded herself that she couldn't be as loud as she usually was when they were fucking. Maybe that was part of the excitement too. Brianna's hands moved to the button of his pants to tug it open. "Yes," she breathed, her fingers moving with urgency now. "Fuck, I want you." Throwing caution to the wind felt good. Doing what and who she wanted, when she wanted. It was incredible that she had found someone willing to break a few rules with her, who didn't seem to give a shit about the potential consequences. Brianna was well aware that she had a lot more to lose than he did if they were caught, but with his firm body pressing hers against the wall, with his teeth at her ear and making her want him more... she honestly didn't give a shit either.
Her eagerness was intoxicating, and Kane felt like half the blood in his body was now throbbing in his cock. This was going to have to be a quickie, but he felt like both of them were riled up enough already to be satisfied with that. While Red got his fly open, Kane’s hands moved to start pulling up her skirt. Once he got to what felt like silky panties, he slipped his fingers between her legs to rub her for a second, and he found that she had already soaked through the material. “Fuck,” he groaned quietly. It was going to be hard to keep their volume down but that was part of the whole experience. Kane pulled the elastic to one side to stroke two fingers over Red’s clit, then started tugging her panties down. He was going to fill her up with both of their juices and send her back to her husband wet and dripping. Kane had fucked plenty of married women in his life but never in a setting like this, and he already felt nearly crazy with arousal.
Gods, his fingers grazing her clit prompted her to whimper desperately and she yanked his fly open his pants and boxer briefs down far enough to free Owen's cock. Just the sight of it, hard and ready for her, was enough to draw another soft noise of arousal to her lips. Brianna shimmied out of her panties once they were pushed down far enough to fall to her feet, her hand reaching for his cock to give it a few strokes. She wished they were somewhere more private, with a little more time, only because she wanted to sink down to her knees and blow his mind with her mouth. But her pussy throbbed impatiently with need and she doubted this was going to take very long once he was inside of her. Bare beneath her dress now, Brianna considered turning around so he could bend her over, but tonight she wanted to see his face when he was fucking her. So she lifted a leg to curl around his hip, thankful for the heels giving her some more height tonight, and pulled him in closer to her. "Fuck me," she demanded, doing her best to keep her voice low.
More privacy would’ve taken some of the edge off, so Kane was more than fine with skipping the prelude and getting right to their carnal business. It was so rare for him to find someone who could excite him like this, who he wanted to fuck more than once. Kane wanted to maintain eye contact too, so he was glad that Red didn’t turn around, and his hand moved down to slip under her thigh to help support her. He grabbed his cock with his other hand to guide himself into place, impatiently pushing the tails of his shirt out of the way. Finally the head of his cock was surrounded by molten heat and his hips pushed forward. Kane’s breath caught as he thrust sharply into her. The angle and the tension made her feel extra tight around him, and it was hard not to just start pounding her. Kane stared at her face with heavy-lidded eyes, his lips parted with harsh breath as he started to slowly thrust. He had a feeling it would ramp up fast, but he could savor it for just a minute at least.
Brianna gripped the nape of his neck, pressing her fingertips into his flesh as her other hand gripped his forearm. That first thrust was always so delicious and her eyes rolled back in pleasure as a sharp gasp escaped her. She could hear the music from the event room, some shriek of laughter near the front of the building. No one knew what the two of them were back here doing. Had James noticed she was gone? Was he looking for her? Or did he just assume she was freshening up in the bathroom with some girlfriends. It didn't matter, although thinking about James being so close very nearly sent her off the edge. Her body adjusted to his thrusts quickly and Brianna opened her eyes to peer up at Owen through her lashes. It was so tempting to bite and scratch and leave her mark all over him but the whole idea of this was to not come back looking like they had just had some quick, rough sex. Maybe next time, when they were alone and had the time. Before it got too hard to breathe, Brianna pulled at the back of his neck to bring his mouth to hers.
Kane had been semi-conscious of her lipstick and not sending her back into public view all smeared up, but if Red wanted to kiss him, he wasn’t going to argue. He kissed her deep and hard, letting out a quiet moan against her plush lips. Fuck, she was delicious in every possible way. Kane adjusted his grip on her leg, quickly slipping his forearm under her thigh for more support, one big hand gripping her ass while the other braced against the wall at her side. He started to move his hips faster, that sweet grip around his cock sending waves of pleasure through his body. Kane used his grip on Red’s ass to pull her hips forward into the thrusts as he sped up, bringing their bodies together in sharp little smacks. He wondered if Red’s husband had ever fucked her anywhere public, if this was a thing she was into, or could only be into with him. Kane wanted it to be the latter -- the man he’d seen looked too boring to do this kind of thing. No wonder Red needed some excitement in her life.
Brianna and James had been much more adventurous when they were younger, before three kids and demanding jobs. Now it felt like James found his own adventure when he left town for work and Brianna had been stuck trying to track down her own in this damned, little town. Maybe it should have been James out here in the hall with her, his pants around his thighs and her panties on the floor. But it wasn't, and even if it had been, Brianna wasn't entirely sure it would have felt this good. Brianna moaned into Owen's mouth, trying to stifle the whimpers of pleasure that had begun to form in her throat. Every thrust of his body pushed her closer to the edge and Brianna moved her hips to his as hard as she could in her position, wanting even more of that delicious friction. Needing to breathe, Brianna tore her mouth from his and pressed her cheek to his. "That's it," she panted, wishing she had more of his bare body to touch. Given how frantic they were, their surroundings and the potential danger of getting caught, Brianna was already teetering on the edge. But gods, she wanted this to last just a little bit longer.
Her breath in his ear sent shivers down Kane’s overheated back. The clothes were stifling and he felt a little sweaty already, but it was a small price to pay for the excitement of doing this. Kane could still hear the dim music and voices coming from the ballroom, and he pictured Red’s husband in there, glancing around, wondering where she was. It wouldn’t take much for him to find them, and Kane thought that would make him come faster than anything else. He moved his freer hand into the back of Red’s hair, pulling tight as his movements got even more desperate. His balls were high and aching, and it was already difficult to hold back, but Kane needed to feel Red explode around him. “Yeah, you like that, baby?” he whispered to her. “You filthy slut, come on this big dick and let him hear you.” He pulled her head back further by the hair and pounded into her as quick as he could in their position, determined to make her come hard.
There was a dull ache in her scalp where his hand had fisted in her hair and Brianna growled deep in her throat as the sensations twisted and tightened in her gut. She had completely lost track of time, had forgotten where they even were. All she could do was strain her body against his, desperate to hit the peak and fly over the edge. His voice, raspy with arousal, sent sharp shivers down her spine and the dirty words alone prompted Brianna to bite into her lower lip to try and stifle the noises emitting from her throat now. When she came, it stole her breath, jerking her body even as both of her hands slapped against his chest. Violent tremors wracked her body and she was sure that she would have fallen to the floor had he not been holding her up. Brianna had experienced powerful orgasms before but this one teetered on painful, deliciously so, until soft mewling, almost whining, noises escaped her.
Red’s mouth was so close to Kane’s ear it was hard to tell how loud she would be from the mouth of the hallway, but he honestly didn’t give two shits in that moment. Let the whole party come and have a show. At the same time, it was so fucking hot the way she was obviously trying to keep quiet and just couldn’t. Kane didn’t have a lot of time to think rationally about it however, because the way Red’s pussy clenched and throbbed around him made him feel half mad with pleasure. Fuck, this was such a rush, he hoped she wanted to fuck in public again sometime. The way she hit his chest just spurred him on. Kane kept thrusting into her mercilessly, every muscle in his body working to keep them upright while he fucked her, and he moved one hand to cover Red’s mouth. He’d just told her to be loud, but he knew she always continued to make noise until he was done, and whatever, it was just hot to smother her sounds. Kane butted his forehead against hers, panting heavily as he raced toward his own finish line.
His hand over her mouth shouldn't have been so erotic, but it was. And it was probably smart, because it was too difficult to keep quiet given how hard he was pounding her, creating even more of those delicious little aftershocks from her orgasm. Brianna would be feeling Owen between her legs long after she returned to the party and her husband. Lost in the carnal passion of it all, Brianna licked his palm, her hands sliding up his body until she was cupping his face, her thumbs brushing along his jaw, her fingernails pressing into his flesh just below his ears. Gods, she wished they were in a bed where she could pin him down and ride him to the edge. Brianna had a feeling he would let her do things to him that James would balk at. At least she hoped so.
There wasn’t much under the sun that Kane would say no to, especially not from a woman who had quickly become one of his all time favorite fucks. The way she licked his hand was deliciously filthy, and he couldn’t wait to see how much her lipstick was smeared. Her nails stung in the flesh of his neck, and that was enough to push Kane over his tipping point. He clenched his jaw shut and pushed his whole body harder against her for a few deep final thrusts, low grunts escaping him as ecstasy flooded his body. His cock pulsed as he emptied himself into her, the pleasure sending shivers down Kane’s spine. “Fuck,” he breathed as the tension began to fade. Kane kept his cock inside of Red as long as he could, but he eased up on how hard he was holding her, and took his hand away from her mouth so he could kiss her again.
Well aware that her lipstick would be a mess, Brianna knew she could slip into the ladies' room and freshen up before returning to James. She moaned into his mouth, kissing him deeply despite how hard it was to breathe. This wasn't the first time she'd had semi-public sex before but it was the first time she had done it with James so close by. She might have questioned what it was about this guy that made her want to let go of all her inhibitions, but the strength of her orgasms was enough of an answer. The grip of her nails in his neck loosened until she was simply cupping his face, kissing him with as much oxygen as she had left before needing to pull away to breathe. Her body was still pulsing around his cock but Brianna knew she would have to stand on her own here shortly to get ready and head back.
Kane kind of wished they could stay just like this, making out until he got hard again so he could fuck her further into the wall. Or on the floor, or that little table, or one of the restrooms ... but alas, the brevity was part of what made it so fucking exciting. He was feeling more confident that he had Red on the hook for the foreseeable future, he was sure they would see each other again soon. His body was starting to ache a bit from the strain of holding up two people, so he gently began to let Red’s leg down so she could find her footing again. Kane stayed close to support her so she wouldn’t fall ... and just to keep touching her a little while longer. Even with her hair disheveled and her lipstick smeared, she looked gorgeous, and in Kane’s moment of post-orgasm clarity, he hoped her husband really did appreciate what a catch he had. Once Red was balanced on her heels once more, Kane bent to snag her panties up off the floor. Smirking faintly, he brought them up to his nose for a whiff. “Can I keep ‘em? Souvenir?” he murmured, only half joking.
Brianna didn't want to stand yet. She wanted to just curl her legs around him and tell him to take her somewhere. His car. A motel. She didn't care. But she was all too aware of where they were and that she had to get back to her husband. Once her feet were on the floor, Brianna focused on catching her breath and finding the energy to return to her social obligations. At least she could still taste him on her lips. She would just have to avoid kissing James until she got home. "Keep them," Brianna said, her lips curving when he asked about the panties. "It seems only fair since I'll have something of yours." Crude, maybe, but true. Plus, it would be kind of sexy to walk around the party completely bare beneath her dress knowing that Owen would be the only one to know about it.
Kane grinned back at her, giving a low grunt of appreciation as he stepped in close to kiss her again. “Filthy, I love it,” he murmured once he’d pulled back, still smirking. Kane tucked the silky panties into his pocket and started getting his pants together again. He couldn’t seem to stop smiling at her now, almost aglow with endorphins that made Red the hottest woman he’d ever seen. Thinking about her walking around the party with no underwear on, chatting calmly with people as perhaps a drop of his cum leaked out of her ... it made him want to take her home with him. He was going to have to work not to stare at her the entire rest of the evening, but gods he hoped he got a glimpse of her with her husband again. “You should fuck him tonight,” Kane added, his tone low and playful. He didn’t want to make her mad by talking about her man now that they’d gotten their rocks off, but damn if the idea of the husband getting his sloppy seconds didn’t turn Kane on. Even if it didn’t happen, he would definitely jerk off about it later.
Brianna began to readjust her dress, checking it to make sure they hadn't gotten any bodily fluids on it. The inside of her thighs were still damp and sticky from arousal and orgasms, but she could clean up in the ladies' room. The restrooms here had cushioned benches in them so she could sit for a moment and catch her breath too. Smirking softly at his suggestion, Brianna smoothed her dress down and then stepped forward to press up against his body again. A quick glance down the hall told her that they were still wonderfully alone, so she turned her attention back to him and lifted her face to nip gently at his bottom lip. "Who's to say I didn't already fuck my husband before we came here tonight?" she whispered teasingly.
He slipped his arm around her waist to squeeze her ass while she was so close to him, half-smiling at that little bite. Kane knew somewhere in his brain that she was a person, and therefore couldn’t be sexy all the time, but damn if he could imagine Red as anything but a complete, constant hottie. “‘Cause you were nice and tight for me,” he murmured, close to her luscious lips. Kane gave her a soft nibble back. “Or maybe he just ain’t as big as me.” He grinned wickedly. Kane knew in a vague way that wasn’t quite how vaginas worked, but whatever, he couldn’t bypass an opportunity to brag about his sizable dick. Red certainly seemed to enjoy it.
Brianna snickered softly. She wasn't going to give him any insight into James's size. It was much more fun to let him use his imagination. Slipping her arms around him, Brianna kissed him again, simply because she could and she knew once she pulled away they wouldn't be speaking to one another for the rest of the night. That didn't mean she couldn't occasionally keep an eye out for him. She wanted to get a glimpse at who he came with tonight. His friend. More than anything Brianna wanted to see if it was anyone she knew. Maybe there was a teeny tiny sliver of possessiveness inside of her but it was certainly something she could keep to herself. "I have to go freshen up," she murmured against his lips.
Kane was happy to kiss her as long as she wanted, but there were probably people looking for them. For Red, anyway. And now he wanted to do his own freshening up and then have a cigarette or two. Still, Kane made an unhappy sound and delved his tongue into her mouth one more time before he made himself break the kiss. He cupped the side of her face for a second, eyes roaming over it, then smoothed a bit of hair back behind her ear. “Have a lovely evening,” he murmured, a mix of warmth and smugness in his smile. “I won’t be too close behind you, promise.”
"Behave yourself for the rest of the evening," Brianna said, her fingertip trailing over his crotch. Then she pulled away and headed for the ladies' room, grateful that she could walk in her heels despite how weak her knees still felt. If James asked, she would tell him she hadn't been feeling well and needed to step outside for some fresh air. He would understand. He rarely questioned her these days, given what she had been through. But she would enjoy the rest of the evening with a glass of wine in her hand and the lingering sensations of Owen's cock between her legs.