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.

he mused, his hand sliding up my

"I didn't

never do," he murmured, dipping his head

pooled in my stomach at the way

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

to the pool with him. He wanted us to relax and enjoy the evening swim together in each other's arms. And as weird as it sounded at first to me, this was Kester. There was no saying no to him. No matter how weird I think they

his touch felt like a waming and a

He tilted my chin up with one finger,

pool with my back resting against

rest on

shy to hold his gaze, but I did. "No..." I answered timidly, even though I knew the question didn't

an answer.

fingers found my clit, "Always keep your eyes on

lips as I tried to keep my gaze locked on his sinful ones. I didn't know what was getting me wetter- his god-like

it on him. It did something to me... It aroused me. Not because my name was inscribed on it even though that added icing to the

making it even more erotic. You know the feeling of knowing that you're deriving

closer to him, crushing my lips on his as a tidal wave of pleasure erupted within me. I let out small whimpers when he sunk his two fingers into my weeping vagina, pumping slow and

like he was exploring my insides. He stilled when he touched a certain spot that made me moan louder this

like he had just won the lottery before parting his two fingers around that spot. Using scissor-like motion, he lightly gripped the flesh around the spot and began sliding

losing my mind. "Kester..." I moaned out his name like a lyric when his lips left mine, trailing wet kisses along my cheek, jaw, and neck.

motion, changing both rhythm, pace, and thrusts. His middle and index fingers began making

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gentle strokes on my

his waist, while my hips jerked

Kester..." My eyes watered from the immense pleasure, and I felt like my heart would stop

moment.

his fingers did unthinkable things to my poor vagina. "Look at me while I fuck you, Kasmine," He growled, and my eyes snapped open, taking in his dark, cloudy ones. He was high on arousal, and I could tell he couldn't wait to sink himself inside me. Tears of unchecked pleasure rolled down my

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

frustration

I'd do anything just to get that delicious release that was just building up. "Please," my voice shook with

leg around his waist, refusing to let go, "Please let me cum," I sounded so desperate that I should feel ashamed, but

are you willing to pay to get that release,

felt him pulling away, "Anything, but, please, just let me..." My hand instinctively disappeared into the water in an attempt to touch

softly, and I wondered how he wasn't feeling affected by 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, my

"Yes, I'll do anything. Please." I pressed forward, trying

have to do is say you are mine, Kasmine," He

tongue trailed wet paths

eyes locked with his in

did

hell I'd sell my soul

choice but to die in his arms. I hesitated, a