**My Brother’s Best Friend**
Chapter 37
YANA'S POV
“Show me how you undress for them.”
Cole’s voice is low and steady. He’s standing close enough that I can feel the heat coming off his body, but he doesn’t touch me yet. He just waits, eyes dark, jaw tight, like he’s daring me to back out now that the door is locked and the rest of the house is still empty.
My hands are not steady when I reach for the clasp of the bra.
I unhook it the way I do on stage—slow, deliberate, letting the straps slide down my arms before the cups fall away. The cool air of the room hits my bare breasts. My n*****s are already hard, tight and obvious under his stare. Cole’s gaze drops and stays there, heavy enough that I feel it like a physical touch. He doesn’t speak. He just watches while I hook my thumb
