Brody: The Callaghan Mafia #2 by Rylan Savannah

Author:Rylan, Savannah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pink Empire Publishing
Published: 2020-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

11

Abby

I heard the door open and gave myself one last look. The thin straps of the bra, barely holding my tits up. The thin straps of the panties, with my pussy lips poking softly through the hole in the crotch. My black heels laced up my calves as my ass flexed itself against the strain. Even I knew I looked devilish.

But I wasn’t prepared for Brody’s outfit.

As I walked around the corner, he stopped. Standing there in the foyer of the penthouse with a tailored suit on. A suit, of all things.

Did he walk out of here in a suit this morning?

His hungry eyes devoured me. They raked over my body as his navy suit clung to the meat of his body. His muscles pulsed through the fabric. I watched him lick his lips as my nipples puckered against the pathetic lace of the bra. My pussy lips already glistened for him. Tucked between the tight lines of black lingerie that barely held the silken scraps of fabric together.

“Holy fuck, baby girl,” he growled.

I stood there, frozen in my spot. I watched him loosen his tie. Slide his coat off his shoulders. He untucked his shirt as he moved toward me, his eyes blowing wide in carnal lust. All day, I’d had this planned. Seduction. Foreplay. All in an attempt to soften him before we spoke. Whispering sweet nothings in his ear to put him in a good mood. Possibly a bit of nibbling against his neck before I came clean as to what really happened with Liam.

But, as he approached me—stalking his prey—the words flew from my head.

“Brody,” I whispered.

I growled. He gnashed his teeth at me. He ripped his belt out from the loops of his pants. I gasped as he wrapped the leather around my bare waist. Pulling me close to him as he backed me against the wall. My hands splayed along the cool paint. His body etched itself against mine as he gazed down into my eyes.

Say it. Tell him. Stop lying to him.

But I couldn't find my voice.

“And what do we have here tonight?” he asked.

A girl who’s beyond sorry. “I, uh…”

“Was my baby girl waiting for me all day?”

Waiting to tell you the truth. “I just…”

“Tell me, what did you have on your mind when you put this on?”

Apologize. Damn it, woman, open your mouth. “You.”

His face moved closer to mine. “You’re damn right, I better have been on your mind.”

He moved the belt, flipping me around. My cheek pressed itself against the wall as he fisted my hair. He sniffed up my neck. He licked at the shell of my ear. I whimpered at his heat. At his command. At his touch. And as he tied my wrists together with his belt, my mind started screaming at me.

Tell him what you figured out. Tell him why you stayed all this time! Why you never fought him! Why you agreed so easily to all this!

“Brody,” I whispered.

But the crack of his hand against my ass cheek stunned me into silence.

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