Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 110

Chapter 110

KASMINE

"Fuck..." A curse ripped from his throat as his hands snapped to my waist, holding me in place, his fingers digging in just enough to make me gasp.

"You don't get it, do you?" His voice was lower now, a bit darker. "This isn't fucking easy. You think I don't want to bury myself in you right now? Take you exactly the way know you I need?" His fingers flexed again, and my breath hitched. "But I won't do it like this. I won't do it which I'm too fucking furious to control myself."

1 leaned in, brushing my lips against his jaw, letting my volce drop to a whisper. "I don't care."

His breath hitched.

I pressed closer, feeling the heat rolling off his body, the tension crackling between us like a live wire. "Unless you want someone else to fuck me," I murmured, my lips grazing the shell of his ear, "then walk away.

His entire body went rigid.

Bingo! I got him.

A muscle jumped in his jaw, his fingers tightening on my hips in a way that sent a delicious thrill up my spine." Kasmine." He warned. His voice was raw and strained as if I was pulling him apart from the inside out.

larched into him, letting my nails drag slowly down his chest. "I'm already high, Kester. Already wet. So unless you want someone else to take care of it..."

His hand snapped to my throat, tilting my chin up so I had no choice but to meet the wildfire burning in his black eyes. His breath was uneven, his pupils blown wide, his control fraying at the edges.

"You don't fucking get to say that to me, Kasmine," he growled, the sound scraping against my skin, sending shivers racing down my spine. "If I fuck you now, I won't stop. I will make sure you don't use your legs for two fucking days!" "Maybe I want to see you try, Kester."

curse ripped from his throat. His grip tightened for half a second before he shoved himself away, turning his back to me like I was the one he

rough, feral voice. "Don't move. Don't touch yourself. Don't even fucking think about it. Or you'd

to think

skin, the way my lips looked swollen. My fingers hovered over the small jar of makeup remover, but

I jumped.

nervousness curled in

I turned to face

by the door, and my heart skipped a beat at what he held in his hands - A bundle of dark fabric. A length of smooth rope. And something else

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the door behind him. The soft click of the lock sent another shiver down

as he walked into the room

I swallowed hard, my fingers gripping

could say another word, he was in front of me, his fingers brushing along my jaw, tilting my chin up until my lips hovered just beneath his. The heat of his breath teased my mouth, Igniting something

to move?"

low in my stomach. I barely bad the strength to whisper,

"Strip, baby."

undoing the buttons of his shirt, the slow flex

hitched as I obeyed, my hands trembling as I slid the straps of my dress down

displeasure when he saw that I was wearing a thong. But what did he expect me to wear? A

"On the bed. Now."