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But I’ve never led a normal life.

I want everything that Reese is suggesting. But I need to know he’s not bluffing before I get my hopes up.

I straighten out and guide Reese’s big body awkwardly to get him into place. I’m going to direct the shit out of this movie, even if it’s starting out a little rocky right now. I grab his sweatshirt from my seat and throw it on the ground.

“Sorry,” I look up at him, grimacing. “We’ll definitely have to burn that later.”

“I’m pretty sure you have no reason to apologize.” He says as he watches me get on my knees.

I smirk back, feeling self-satisfied with how powerful I feel at this moment. I can see the outline of his cock begging to get out of his shorts, already so hard without me touching him.

I pull his pants down and watch his erection bounce out. I already knew he had a beautiful cock. In fact, it’s a fact about him that I’ve been trying to forget. But with the bright lights of the projector highlighting every vein and thick curve, I let myself admire it.

I glide my red fingernails along the shaft, reintroducing myself to it. Reese inhales sharply from the slight contact. I rest it on my hands and balance it, feeling the weight and the girth. His cock will be my co-star and I have to say, I’ve starred alongside much worse in my life. Excitement wells up in me at what I’m about to do, and I lick my lips in anticipation.

Showtime.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Briggs

Skipping work on the ranch to watch some x-rated material alone on my bed would usually be some kind of rock bottom warranting an intervention.

Not this time.

This time it’s a fucking necessity.

My brothers and I don’t know how to navigate this damn thing. But we’re trying.

And damn, I guess Blaire is trying now, too.

I wasn’t sure how I’d feel seeing her with one of my brothers. Hell, I didn’t think it was even a realistic option before Reese texted us today.

He thinks that Blaire really is the woman we’ve been talking to online before we blocked her. I think a part of me always knew it. But it just seemed too good to be true.

And so does the scene unfolding right in front of our eyes.

Blaire looks into the camera for a moment before she takes a deep breath. Her face is lined up with Reese’s erection on the screen and her red manicured nails are wrapped neatly around his shaft.

My cock already agrees that this is okay. In fact, this is more than okay.

Especially when she opens her gorgeous as hell mouth and licks the head of Reese’s cock.

Damn, if I was Reese, I don’t know how long I would even be able to last. I wonder if his dick feels camera shy?

Maybe it was weird at first. But it’s fucking Blaire.

Her eyes look up to Reese and I see something there.

Joy. Lust. Maybe even love. And it’s sexy as hell to witness.

She strokes him now and bobs her head, pushing him back deeper and deeper in her throat. Reese’s fingers burrow into her thick auburn ponytail in approval.

“Touch yourself for us, princess.” Reese’s voice comes through the speaker, even though I can’t see his face.

She looks at the camera.

“First you two,” she addresses Colt and I. “You’re supposed to be showing me if you like this or not.”

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