Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

KESTER.

The ocean stretched wide before me, endless and serene, the waves rolling in gentle, rhythmic crashes against the

shore.

I had never been the kind of man to marvel at nature, but today, standing on this beach with the salty breeze brushing against my skin, I found myself appreciating the beauty of it.

Yet none of it—not the brilliant blue sky, not the golden sunlight reflecting off the water-held a candle to the sight in front of me.

Kasmine.

I watched my obsession tense every now and then, trying to walk with her legs pressed tightly together.

She went and sat beneath the shade of a small coconut stall her legs crossed at the knees, doing everything she could to avoid looking in my direction.

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Her dark hair tumbled over one shoulder, the ends damp from an earlier swim, and her flawless skin shimmered under the sun.

That bikini-that goddamn bikini.

She had worn it despite my warning. The black fabric clung to every curve of her body, leaving just enough to the imagination while revealing far too much for my liking. It hugged her breasts perfectly, teasing a swell of cleavage that had drawn more than one pair of wandering eres since we arrived. The bottoms sat high on her hips, emphasizing the smooth curve of her waist, her toned stomach, and-

I clenched my jaw.

She knew exactly what she was doing. She had packed it just to test me, just to push my patience to its very edge. But she hadn't expected that I'd have my own form of punishment waiting.

Now, she squirmed in her seat, her thighs pressed together, her fingers wrapped around the coconut she drank from. The way her lips curled around the straw, the way her throat moved as she swallowed-fuck.

Her entire body was betraying her.

Every shift of her hips, the subtle squeeze of her thighs... She was suffering, and I was the cause.

I leaned back against my chair, stretching my legs out in the sand, my fingers casually resting in the pocket of my shorts where the small remote sat snugly.

I hadn't even turned it up past the second setting yet.

"Kester, are you even listening to me?"

June's voice pulled me from my thoughts. She sat beside me, annoyingly close, her bikini-covered thigh brushing against my own. I barely spared her a glance.

"What?"

She huffed, tossing her wet blonde hair over her shoulder, her expression somewhere between irritation and amusement. "I've been talking for the past five minutes, and you've just been sitting here glaring holes into Kasmine."

I smirked.

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Not glaring. Watching.

and I almost scoffed. Kasmine could never do wrong

"She's done nothing," I replied, turning my head slightly, eyes

1 pressed the button.

Just a little higher.

so tightly it was almost painful to

Perfect.

"Are you sure you two aren't fighting

"No."

like you're about to explode just

the dial

Kasmine's breath hitched.

it up as if she had simply

her lips, a man appeared in front

up to her as fast as he could, his face laced with so

entire body went

my gaze locked onto the scene unfolding before me. My

to her, while his hand still lingered too damn long

part of me grew agitated, pounding at my chest and shaking the bars

laughed at whatever it was

She fucking laughed.

for too long because her

Good.

a fine young man," June teased, and

made bile rise to

so tight my teeth nearly

could even finish her next breath, I was already on my

told the storm that was about to swallow whatever chitchat that was building up there. She scrambled to her feet, spinning on her heel and practically fleeing toward the reception area

THE

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a hand shot out,

"Kester-"

glare. "Sit," 1 ordered in a deadly tone. "Stay

her because her fingers loosened, her lips parting slightly like she wanted to argue. But

back as

past the marble counters and polished floors, heading straight for the restrooms at the far end. I caught a glimpse of her fingers trembling as

closed the distance just as she tried to shut the

shot out, fingers pressing firmly

The door didn't budge.

half-hearted attempt, but

knew she'd