PART 4–CHAPTER 174
JESS
Bryan’s lips burned a slow, heated trail along my jaw, down my neck, and over my right shoulder. His fingers curled beneath the thin, lacy strap of my top, pausing for a moment, before sliding it off my shoulder with deliberate ease. I stood there, gripping his exposed torso, my nails digging into his side.
He probably thought I was doing it on purpose–trying to keep him close–but really, I was forcing myself to stay grounded, fighting the urge to pull away. The snow outside was falling even harder now, blanketing everything in white. How Bryan never got snowed in up here was a miracle.
Focus on Bryan.
He was toying with the strap on my left shoulder now, his fingers skimming over it slowly, deliberately, until the strap. dropped to my arm, and his lips moved down to press against my chest. His hands gripped my waist tighter, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the solid ridge of his erection pressing against my stomach, and when he rocked into me, I knew he wanted me to feel it. “You do this to me. Every single fucking day. I get so hard. Do you know what effect you have on me? Probably on all men,” Eric whispered, and I didn’t know how to respond or what to say to that, so I just stood still, letting him explore my body.
His skin was slick with sweat, sticking to mine. The heat from the fire made everything almost unbearable. The idea of
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slipping outside into the freezing blizzard was becoming more tempting by the second.
“Fuck, your skin… so smooth,” he murmured between kisses, his voice low and rough. “I forgot how good you taste.”
Walt.
My breath caught. Forgot how I tasted?
Had we ? But he’d said we’d only met a few times… My mind spun as doubt crept in, breaking the moment. Bryan’s words didn’t add up. Something was wrong.
He must’ve felt my body tense, sensed the shift in my energy, because he paused, pulling back just enough to look at me. His eyes, once filled with fiery desire, now narrowed in concern. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice gentle but probing.
I stared up at him, my thoughts still spinning, trying to find the right words when-
Buzz.
My phone vibrated upstairs, echoing in the quiet cabin.
Both of us turned our heads toward the sound. “Shit,” I muttered, biting my lip. “I promised my mom I’d let her know I was safe.” I gave a small, sheepish shrug, trying to diffuse the sudden tension with a weak smile.
Bryan didn’t return the smile.
Instead, he stepped closer, closing the distance between us again. His hands reached for me, pulling me back in, his lips hovering over mine. “Tell her later…” he whispered, his head
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dipping to my heck. “Where were we…”
But something was off. I stepped back, pressing my hand lightly against his chest.
“She won’t stop calling until I do,” I said quickly, trying to keep my tone light. “It’ll take two seconds, I promise.” I gave him. another apologetic look before bolting up the stairs, my heart racing for entirely different reasons now.
I rushed up the stairs, my heart still pounding in my chest as I reached for my phone on the dresser. The screen was lit up with missed calls and a flood of texts from Laura. My stomach
tightened as I unlocked it, scrolling through the frantic
messages.
Laura: Jess, call me!
Laura: Why aren’t you answering?
Laura: Jess, where the hell are you?!
Laura: Jess, seriously, I’m freaking out. Pick up.
My pulse quickened as I kept scrolling.
Laura: It’s Bryan! Get the hell out of there now!
I froze.
Bryan… Who the hell was Bryan?
My breath hitched, my hands trembling as I scrolled down. Another message from Laura popped up with a link. My thumb hovered over it, hesitation settling in. With a deep breath, I clicked it and waited for the page to load.
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PART 4 CHAPTER 174.
