Betrayal: Brianna's Secret (The Betrayal Series) (3 page)

Brianna placed the iPhone box on the table next to a stack of books before turning her attention back to Abby. She had Abby trapped between the table and a stack of boxes. Brianna sighed as she hovered over Abby and studied her face.

She stared at Abby’s plump glossy lips and fought the urge to run her thumb over them and take them into hers. Those lips were all Brianna had been able to think about ever since Abby stormed out of her hotel suite. Every time she closed her eyes, she could still feel their softness and taste their sweetness.

“How’ve you been, Abby?” Brianna exhaled, her words heavy with longing, her ocean blue eyes clouded with sadness.

Abby scoffed while she shot daggers with her eyes at Brianna. “How do you think I am? I’m about to lose the love of my life, the man of my dreams, the best thing that ever happened to me because of you.”

The bitterness of Abby’s words sliced through Brianna’s heart like a just-sharpened blade. Abby could see in Brianna’s eyes how much her words had hurt her, but she didn’t care. She used her elbow to push Brianna off her path and walked to the other side of the small room.

“You’re going to tell Kyle about us?” Brianna asked, wide eyed and holding her hand over her chest.

“Of course I’m going to tell him,” Abby snarled, crossing her arms over her chest. “He would have known by now if I weren’t such a fucking coward.”

“I’m so sorry, Abby. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” Brianna walked over to where Abby was standing and tried to place her hand on one of Abby’s forearms.

Abby jerked her arm away. “You’re sorry? Yeah, right. You planned all of this. You are angry at your brother and used me to hurt him. You don’t give a shit about him or me.”

“That’s not true, Abby,” Brianna countered, slowly shaking her head while tears began to well in her eyes.

Abby rolled her eyes. “Enough with the tears. You’re not fooling me anymore, Brianna. You planned all of this. You didn’t care who you hurt or whose life you destroyed as long as you got your revenge. Well, congratulations. You’ve succeeded. In less than two weeks, Kyle will be here, and I’m going to break his heart into a million pieces. What I’m going to say to him is going to destroy him just like you planned. You’ve destroyed his life and mine. But I’m just collateral damage to you. You don’t give a shit about me.”

“You’re wrong, Abby. I didn’t plan any of this. I swear. And I do care about you.” She tried to touch Abby’s shoulder, but Abby jerked her body away from Brianna’s grip and stepped back.

“You didn’t plan any of this?” Abby scoffed. “I’ve been replaying everything that has happened since we met in my head, and I’m convinced you were just using me to get back at Kyle. You admitted to stalking my Facebook page where I have classical music and Yo-Yo Ma listed as my interests. Then you show up with your tearful apology and just happen to have tickets to The Philharmonic in your purse?”

Abby brought a hand up to cover her mouth. Tears began to dribble down her cheeks. “You manipulated me. You’re nothing but a heartless, conniving woman, Brianna. That whole speech you gave me in your hotel suite about dreaming about me and wanting to be with me was nothing but lines from a script being delivered by a very talented actress.”

Abby dropped her gaze to the floor and let out a frustrated scream. Wiping tears off her cheeks with the back of her hands, she raised her gaze to meet Brianna’s. “How could I have been so stupid? I should have listened to Kyle when he told me you were capable of doing disturbing things and should not be trusted.”

Abby wanted to smack her head against the wall behind her. She always thought of herself as a smart girl, but that day, in the backroom of the bookstore, she realized she was nothing but a stupid little girl. She felt a smart girl would have been able to see through Brianna’s scheme.

Brianna rushed to get closer to Abby and gripped her shoulders. “Listen to me, Abby,” Brianna pleaded as Abby tried to swat Brianna’s hands away from her shoulders.

“I did not deceive you. The kiss at that party…yes, I planned that. I was angry at Kyle and was feeling petty. I used you to get back at him. I’m guilty of that, one hundred percent. However, you are wrong about everything else. My apology to you the next day at the café was genuine. Everything I said to you since then has been true. The Philharmonic tickets in my purse are just a coincidence, I swear. When I read your Facebook page, I didn’t even see your list of interests.”

Brianna continued while Abby listened intently. “My feelings for you are all real, Abby. Every kiss, every touch, the love we made that night in my hotel suite was all real. I swear on my life. May God strike me dead this very moment if I’m lying to you.”

 Brianna paused for a second to catch her breath. “I’m falling in love with you, Abby. This past week has been a nightmare for me. I haven’t had a single goodnight sleep. I almost blew my chances of getting the part in that musical because I was so heartbroken over not being able to have you. But I was more distraught about turning your world upside down. I’m truly sorry for that, and I hope you can forgive me one day. That’s my truth, Abby.”

Abby gazed into the sad blue eyes staring down at her and felt Brianna was telling her the truth. She wrapped her arms around Brianna’s waist and buried her face in her chest. Brianna wrapped her arms tightly around Abby while cupping the back of her head with her palms. Both girls sobbed as tears flooded their eyes and streamed down their faces.

Brianna broke the hug so she could cup Abby’s face. “I’m sorry for all the trouble and pain I’ve caused you, Abby.” She leaned in and pressed her lips against Abby’s. She breathed sharply, relieving all of her pent up longing into Abby’s tender lips. Shivers ran through her body. She felt like a drug addict getting her fix after being forced to quit cold turkey for an entire week. When she broke the kiss, she saw Abby’s glassy eyes gazing up and her.

The torture and anguish behind those pretty hazel eyes broke Brianna’s heart. She wiped Abby’s tears with her thumbs while her eyes darted from Abby’s sad eyes to her quivering lips. Brianna wished she had the willpower to walk away and leave that poor girl alone. She wished she had the good sense to disappear and stop causing her so much heartache.

But she couldn’t stay away. She couldn’t walk away from her. Abby was her drug, a wonderful, kind-hearted, beautiful drug, and Brianna was powerless against her effects. Without giving it a second thought, she leaned in once more and crushed Abby’s beautiful, pouty lips with hers. She had feared Abby would push her away and tell her to get lost, but she didn’t. Instead, Abby parted her lips letting Brianna’s tongue slip between them.

Abby too was powerless against Brianna’s powers of seduction. She too wished she could walk away from Brianna and forget she existed, but she couldn’t. She was just a girl, a flawed, stupid girl in love with a wonderful man but also falling head over heels for that man’s sister. Or at least she thought it was love. Maybe it was just lust. She wasn’t sure.

The only thing Abby knew for sure was that she wanted those lips on her. She liked how they felt on her. She liked how they tasted and couldn’t get enough of them. Brianna’s beautiful lips were the reason her world was spinning out of control, but that morning, in that backroom, those lips were like a balm to Abby’s battered spirit. She realized she couldn’t fight her feelings anymore and gave into the mind blowing kiss.

With their kiss growing more and more frantic and their hands sliding up and down the curves of each other’s body, Abby and Brianna began to move towards the table. Without breaking the kiss, Brianna and Abby spun around, switching positions, and continued to move until Abby’s butt was pressed against the edge of the table.

“Sit on the table,” Brianna whispered against Abby’s lips. Her breath was ragged. Her pulse was racing. She was about to do something she shouldn’t. Something that was as inappropriate as it was dangerous. What she had in mind could get Abby and herself in a lot of trouble, but the pent up lust blazing through her veins was clouding her judgment.

Abby, who was wearing a gorgeous strappy summer dress that morning, complied without questions to Brianna’s request that she sit on the table. She had no idea what Brianna had in mind. She just closed her eyes and let herself get lost in another yummy kiss. Brianna assisted Abby by curling her hands behind Abby’s knees and pushing her up until Abby’s butt was firmly resting on top of the wooden table.

Stacks of books and office supplies that cluttered most of the table began to tumble to the ground when Abby scooted back on the table and Brianna nestled her hips between Abby’s thighs.

With Brianna holding her lips hostage, Abby began to panic. Her eyes shot open, and she stared past Brianna at the red curtain covering the door directly across from them. The books falling to 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 fabric up, diving under it. She took in a deep breath, inhaling Abby’s intoxicating scent, before diving in and devouring her sweetness.  

A choked gasp tore past Abby’s lips when she felt Brianna’s starved lips assault the delicate folds of her soaked pussy. She clasped her thighs around Brianna’s ears, rolling her hips against Brianna’s face. She bit down on her bottom lip as violent explosions quickly began to rock her entire body. Her eyes kept darting back and forth between the red curtain and the back of Brianna’s head bobbing between her thighs.

Abby whimpered, biting harder on her lip to keep herself from screaming Brianna’s name. Her heart jolted inside her chest every time she saw feet walking too close to the other side of the curtain. She wanted to tell Brianna to stop. She wanted to push her away and cover up, but she couldn’t.

Brianna’s tongue, nibbling, probing and flicking her swollen clit had rendered her unable to speak and had sapped all strength out of her body. All she could do was pray that no one drew that curtain open as her hips buckled and a torrential orgasm washed through her and into Brianna’s welcoming mouth.

After savoring every drop of Abby’s juices, and without looking at Abby’s face, Brianna pulled her head out from under Abby’s skirt, wiped the corner of her mouth with the tip of her fingers and stood up. She casually smoothed Abby’s skirt down before reaching for her handbag and pulling a piece of white paper and a pen out of it.