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.

this at first," he mused, his hand sliding up my

"I didn't have a

he murmured,

pooled in my stomach at the way

never did have a choice. Kester didn't ask. He decided. And I obeyed. Whether

it sounded at first to me, this was Kester. There was

and his touch felt

my chin up with one finger, his lips hovering over mine.

the edge of the pool with my back resting against the cold

left leg to rest on his waist. "Ever fucked in a pool before?" He whispered, and I was certain I spilled my juices

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

an answer.

as his fingers found my clit, "Always keep your eyes on me, Kasmine," He commanded when I tried

moan escaped my lips as I tried to keep my gaze locked on his sinful ones. I didn't know

length. I always liked seeing it on him. It did something to me... It aroused me. Not because my name was inscribed on it even though

of knowing that you're deriving

my lips on his as a tidal wave of pleasure erupted within me.

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

his two fingers around that spot. Using scissor-like motion,

kisses along my cheek, jaw, and neck. He bit down on my shoulder while his tongue nibbled on the spot where he bit, creating the

motion, changing both rhythm, pace, 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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the gentle strokes on my

his waist, while my hips jerked to meet

Selene Kester..." My eyes watered from the immense pleasure, and

moment.

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 cheeks, and he bit down on his lower

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, and I

frustration

whispered. At that point, I'd do anything just to get that delicious release that was just building up. "Please," my voice shook with desperation as I searched his eyes, but he was slowly pulling away

his waist, refusing to let go, "Please let me cum," I sounded so desperate

willing to pay to

Kester," I almost screamed when I felt him pulling away, "Anything, but, please, just let me..." My hand

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 hand shamelessly reaching for his hard length.

desperation. "Yes, I'll do anything. Please." I pressed forward, trying to grind my

have to do is say you are

trailed wet paths around my

curious eyes locked with his

hell did

no way in hell I'd sell my soul to the

to die in his arms. I hesitated, a moan and a