Betrayal: Brianna's Secret (The Betrayal Series) Read Online Free Page B

the floor made a pretty loud noise. Abby was afraid Jeremy or someone else would come into the room to check on her. Fortunately for her, the bookstore was very busy that morning, and no one seemed to have heard the noise. No one came in to see what was going on.
     Brianna, oblivious to Abby’s worries, lunged forward, intensifying the kiss and pushing the few books and office supplies that remained on the table to the ground so Abby could scoot further back on top of the table. Abby slid her butt back, still not realizing what Brianna had in mind.
    When Abby felt Brianna’s hands sliding under the skirt of her dress, her heart jumped to her throat. She immediately broke the kiss and gripped Brianna’s wrists.
    “What are you doing?” Abby asked between ragged breaths, panic flashing in her eyes.
    “I need to taste you, Abby,” Brianna breathed with a dazed in her eyes.
    “No. Please. We can’t do that here. The store is full of people. Somebody could walk in and see us.”
    “I don’t care. I need to taste you again. Now,” Brianna snapped, almost shouting the “now” part. Brianna had done some pretty wild, risky things in her life, but she had never done anything like what she wanted to do that day in that backroom. She couldn’t help it. Her desperate need to relive their encounter at her hotel suite was overpowering her good sense.
     The sensual urgency of her words made Abby’s stomach flip.  Abby continued to plead softly under her breath, but deep down, she wanted it to happen as much as Brianna did. Abby loosened her grip of Brianna’s wrists and let her hands continue to slide under her skirt.
    Brianna nuzzled her nose on Abby’s neck, inhaling her sweet scent and nibbling on it while her hands continued to glide up Abby’s thighs. She moaned softly at the feel of Abby’s soft skin under her fingers. Her hands continued her journey upward until they found the strings of Abby’s thong. Without wasting any time, she curled her index fingers under the thin strings and began to tug at them. 
    With her heart pounding in her throat and her gaze fixated on the red curtain that separated them from the rest of the people in the store, Abby placed her hands flat on the table and put her weight on them so she could lift her hips off and allow Brianna to slip her thong down her hips.
    She had stopped pleading for Brianna to stop even though she still felt what they were doing was wrong. The lust coursing through her body had also rendered her incapable of rational thinking.
    As Brianna clumsily and frantically pulled the panties down Abby’s thighs and legs, Abby felt waves of terror twisting her guts. She could hear chatter and laughter coming from the other side of the curtain. She knew that at any second a customer, or even worse, a co-worker or her boss could walk in on her and Brianna.
    But her willpower had been compromised. Abby longed to have Brianna kiss her there like she had that night in her hotel suite.  She still remembered the shockwaves of pleasure surging through her with every swipe of Brianna’s tongue inside her, and she needed to experience that once more. It was all she could think about ever since it happened. She hated herself and felt guilty for having those thoughts, but she couldn’t help it.
    After getting Abby’s thong off and slinging it around her wrist like a purse, Brianna straightened herself up and lunged forward. She stared into Abby’s eyes, daring her to object to what she was about to do, but Abby did not. Brianna could see in Abby’s dazed, almost delirious expression that she wanted it to happen as much as she did.
    But time was of the essence so Brianna quit staring and leaned in, crushing Abby’s lips with hers. After hastily breaking the kiss that left Abby panting for more, Brianna’s lips began to travel down Abby’s neck and torso until her face was resting on Abby’s lap. She grabbed the hem of Abby’s skirt with both hands and pulled the cotton