Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 62

I was about to live my best life. Just a few days from now, I be in the Maldives. The Maldives.

For years, I'd dreamed of it-soft white sand slipping between my toes, an endless stretch of blue water meeting the sky, the kind of place where freedom felt special and within reach.

It always seemed so Impossible, like a fantasy for someone else, because no matter how much I longed for it, Kester always had the final say.

And he always said no.

Until now.

Excitement bubbled inside me, so strong it made my fingers tremble as I gripped the glass of orange juice.

Even though I was being given this freedom by the same person who had withheld it, it was still thrilling. And even though I had dreamt of going with Claire. It was still okay. I believe it should still mean as much to me with Kester by my side.

I should have been frustrated. I should have been resentful. But all I could feel was this dizzy, guilty sort of gratitude.

Even if the strings were still there and I could feel them wrapping tighter around me, I wanted this. I wanted to step onto that plane. I wanted to see what it was like to exist outside the bubble he had built around me, even if he was still the one holding my leash

The water was warm, but his touch burned hotter as strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me into the solid heat of his bare chest. I gasped, my body citing at the contrast of wet skin against wet skin, but Kester only tightened his grip, holding me against him like I belonged there.

"Thinking about me?" His voice was low and teasing, right beside my ear. His breath, so warm against the cool evening air, sent a shiver down my spine.

Before I could respond, he turned me to face him.

His dark, wet hair slicked against his forehead, water clinging to his tanned skin like glistening jewels. Droplets ran in slow, lazy paths down the sharp angles of his jaw, his collarbones, and the ridges of his chest.

His eyes... Those eyes that kept holding me captive-deep green, hungry, and locked onto me like I was the only thing worth looking at.

A slow smile curved his lips.

"Kasmine..." He said my name like a prayer... Like it was sacred.

"Hey "I wrapped my arms around his neck while he pulled me closer, holding my waist firmly as if to keep me from sinking into the depths of the pool. Or maybe into him

"You're shivering," he murmured, his fingers tracing a slow, intentional path down my spine,

"I-I'm not.. I'm not cold." I managed.

Liar.

I wasn't cold, yes, but I was trembling. From the heat in his gaze. From the way his fingers curled around my hips,

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pressing me against him, making sure I felt every inch of him beneath the water. Kester's smirk deepened. He knew.

weren't too excited about this at first," he mused, his hand sliding

"I didn't have a

never do," he murmured, dipping

pooled in my stomach at the way he said it-low,

a choice. Kester didn't ask. He decided. And I obeyed.

arms. And as weird as it sounded at first to me, this was Kester. There was no saying no to him. No

brushed against mine, and his touch felt like

tilted my chin up with one finger, his lips

at the edge of the pool with my back

water, parting them before guiding my left leg to rest on his waist. "Ever fucked in a pool before?"

I did. "No..." I answered

an answer.

honors," he smirked as his fingers found my clit, "Always keep your eyes on me, Kasmine,"

his sinful ones. I didn't know what was getting me wetter- his god-like handsomeness or the painfully slow

all I could see was a sea of blue. I wished I could see the tattoo on the base of his length. I always liked seeing it on him. It did something to me... It

of knowing that you're deriving an unseen pleasure?

his as a tidal wave of pleasure erupted within me. I let out small whimpers when

insides. He stilled when he touched a certain spot that

around that spot. Using scissor-like motion, he lightly gripped

mind. "Kester..." I moaned out his name like a lyric when his lips left mine, trailing wet kisses along my cheek, jaw, and neck. He bit down on my shoulder while his tongue nibbled on the spot where he bit, creating

and thrusts. His middle and index fingers began making a "come here" motion inside me, gently raking his fingers over my

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strokes on my

clamping hard around his waist, while my

My eyes watered from the immense pleasure, and I felt like my heart would

moment.

Kasmine," He growled, and my eyes snapped open, taking in his dark, cloudy ones. He was high on arousal,

when I make you cry just like this," he said in a hoarse voice, and I almost shattered. My walls clenched tightly, and I could feel my release building up rapidly when he stilled and pulled out his fingers Immediately, "You don't get to cum until I say so," A wicked smile curled on his lips,

frustration

delicious release that was just building up. "Please," my voice shook with desperation as I

tightened my leg around his waist, refusing to let go, "Please let me cum," I sounded

you willing to pay to get that

a price? Why... "I'll do anything, Kester," I almost screamed when I felt him pulling away, "Anything, but, please, just let me..." My hand instinctively disappeared into the water in an attempt to

this. Wasn't he as hard and aroused as I was needy? "You said you'd do anything. huh?" He asked, and I nodded eagerly,

of having him inside me fueled my desperation. "Yes, I'll do anything. Please." I pressed forward,

have to do is say you are

trailed wet

locked with his

the hell did he

way in hell I'd sell

I had no choice but to die in