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certain it was really Bree. She’d curled her hair into tight coils. All those luscious miles of dark blonde locks tossed about her head in wild abandon. He sucked in a breath. Even with her heavy coat on, she was a knockout.
    Her green eyes were heavily lined, her eye shadow darker than he’d seen her use before and it made them even more beautiful. She looked like she walked out of a photo shoot. Ash walked over to her, trying hard not to grin like a horny teenager. “You made it.”
    “ Did you doubt me?” She tipped her head slightly. Even with her smile he could see her lips were slightly fuller that at work, and they sparkled in the moody light of the lodge.
    “ Never.” As he said it, he realized it was true. He trusted her at her word.
    “ Hey, who’s your friend?” Will, Mark’s cousin shouted over the din.
    Ash looked at Bree. “You ready?”
    “ Cue the lights. I’m on.” She began to strut toward the guys as she unbuckled the belt of her coat. Ash watched from behind, taking in the expressions on his friends’ faces. The widened eyes. And the dropping jaws when she whipped open her coat.
    With her feet spread, she rolled her hips. Pulling a sucker from her pocket, she ripped the wrapper off with her teeth and popped the candy in her mouth.
    Pivoting on her heels, she took off her coat and tossed it to Ash. His eyes practically popped out of their sockets. She wore a tiny nightgown, red satin triangles over her breasts and barely-there fabric falling below. Another tiny triangle of satin covered her below. From the way Perry licked his lips while staring at her ass, Ash decided it must be a thong.
    Ash set her coat on a chair. He wanted closer to the action. He followed Bree as she moved in front of the big screen TV where some actor was pumping deep into a young actress’s bare pussy. No one seemed to be watching the movie.
    Ash had never seen Bree dance, with or without clothes. She could probably make a living at it fully dressed, he decided. She must have made a fortune stripping.
    Her hips swayed and teased. She offered glimpses of her ass, bent to show off her breasts, all without removing a stitch of clothing. Not that she had on m uch more than a few stitches. His friends cheered and tossed out lewd comments, dropping into chairs in front of her. They pushed Mark’s chair out in front, but there was too much noise for Ash to hear exactly what they said to Bree.
    Ash sat to the side of the group, wanting to be able to get to Br ee quickly if needed. He trusted his friends, but he got her into this mess and was going to see her safely back out of it.
    Bree moved in on Mark, running a finger across his lips, then taking his hand and placing it on her breast. As he squeezed, Ash ’s cock jumped. He almost called everything off right then. His best friend was copping a feel before Ash ever got the chance.
    Shit, this was a bad idea. Why had he said yes?
    The guys cheered and he realized Bree had pulled off her nightie. Her beautiful breasts bounced as she danced, then she shimmied and sent them shaking. Her hands cupped them, kneaded a bit before sliding across her ribs and hips. She turned her back to them and peered over her shoulder as she teased Mark by slowly lowering the thin string that held up her panties.
    Ash could barely draw a breath. Her butt was so tight, two pale mounds of firm flesh begging to be squeezed. Kissed. Nipped. Man, what he wanted to do to that ass ...
     
    Bending slowly, her legs straight and slightly parted, Bree pulled her thong down her and stepped out of it. As she stood and faced the guys, flashing her hairless body in their faces, she twirled her panties on one finger before tossing them to Ash.
    Surprisingly, h e caught them and held them to his nose. She was sure he was too dumbstruck to move, sitting there with his mouth slightly open and his eyes glazed over. He tucked the panties in his pants pockets and she wondered if she’d ever see them again.
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