Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 59

They were sliding higher.

My thighs tensed, my breath catching as his fingers traced ow, feather-light circles against my skin, coming to a. stop in between my thighs.

He mulged slightly, urging me to part them. And I obeyed shamelessly obeyed.

His other hand curled around my wrist, guiding my palm to rest against the desk as if wordlessly telling me to stay right there.

His fingers traced over the thin scrap of fabric covering my center, pressing just enough to feel the damp heat waiting for him. A smirk formed on his lips, "Good girl," The words slid past his lips, dripping satisfaction, possession, and delight when he found out that I had worn the thong he picked for me. It barely covered anything

He flicked his middle finger over my wet pussy, and my knees almost buckled at the sensation that ran through

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"Kes... We should..." The words halted midway when he pushed the flimsy thong to the side, exposing my pussy to his hungry fingers,

A tremor wrecked through me.

My fingers curled against the desk.

"We could... take this... home-"

A strangled moan broke past my lips as he slid deeper, curling just right, his thumb circling my swollen clit in a maddening rhythm.

He was watching me, taking in every reaction.

A wicked smile graced his beautiful face, and it took everything in me not to shatter.

slide in and out of my wetness with a slow rhythm that was almost too unbearable. He turned and held my gaze, his

thick finger, leaving me empty and japping for more. Before my questioning gaze would snap in his direction, I felt him again inside me, plunging in two fingers with a slow, devastating stretch that

clenched, welcoming him with

moaned, my eyes half-closed when

"Fuck

his eyes a dark cloud of dark lust. His

that made

deep with

Dark.

Hungry

Intense.

without warning-he

me to feel every inch of him. My body clenched around him, torn between surrender and

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my body struggled to contain the intensity of the pleasure it

flicked across

when

Jake

eyes scanned the empty office, probably

felt it instantly. His movements faltered-only for

voice like smoke curling against my skin.

my veins

a whisper, my pulse hammering in my ears. "Kester,

apart when Jake's gaze finally met

My breath hitched.