Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

KASMINE

I kissed him back with every fragment of a love I thought I’d buried. His lips tasted like regret and desperation.

When he finally drew back again, his forehead rested against mine. We were both gasping like we’d sprinted a hundred miles just to arrive at this mistake.

“Tell me it didn’t mean anything,” he said softly and brokenly. “Lie to me, Kasmine. Lie just once, and I swear I’ll stop.

I couldn’t say it.

The phone buzzed again.

But all I could hear was the sound of his heart pounding under my hands.

My lips trembled. “Kester…”

His eyes clenched shut like the sound of his name on my lips was too much. Like it shattered him from the inside

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“Don’t,” he whispered. “Don’t say it unless you mean it.”

“I’m….”

He didn’t wait to hear it. He caught my mouth again, hungrier this time. One hand slipped from my cheek, the other one still securely curled around the side of my neck. I heard the gentle clanking of his belt coming off.

“Kester…” I managed, gasping between kisses, “You need to–your engagement party…” I said, but he didn’t stop.

His hands found the hem of my gown, fingers dragging it up until cool air kissed the bare skin of my thighs.

His presence seemed to have calmed whatever nauseous feelings I had, including that weird feeling in my stomach.

I didn’t even have time to process the jolt of sensation when his thick length sprang free from the confines of his

trousers.

“God, I’ve missed us, baby,” He breathed in a trembling, voice as he dragged his tongue along my lips, then caught my lower lip between his teeth in a hungry nibble.

His moan spilled into my mouth as he deepened the kiss again. His tongue plunged in, very slowly, like he needed to memorize the shape of me from the inside out.

He ripped my thong off with a snap, folding it and tucking it into his suit pocket, “This stays right here,” he whispered, pressing his palm to his chest, “close to my heart–while I put that ring on that woman’s finger. It’s you I’ll be thinking of. It’s always you.”

A wave of heat pulsed between my thighs. My center flooded with my arousal just by hearing that. But I knew those words would only give me temporal relief and that reality would hit me soon enough.

His hands found my thighs, parting them like he was opening a page of a story he’d read a thousand times but still couldn’t stop loving

I didn’t even fight back.

All the hesitation and courage I thought I had mustered… All the walls I thought I had built around my heart came crumpling the moment I set eyes on him.

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Chapter 132

That was totally unfair.

“Ahh… Kes…” I moaned, my head tipping back when he slid his length into my wetness from the front, my hands making a fist on his white shirt.

What was I doing? I’d roughen up his shirt, and it would be obvious what he had stepped out to do. I tried to loosen my grip to save him from the evidence of us, but he stopped me, his large hand holding mine in place.

“Roughen it up, baby. Don’t hold back,” He shivered against my ears, pulling out and sliding back in again with another moan. “Fuck. I’m all yours, Mine.”

For a man who kissed like he was starved, I didn’t expect this level of lovemaking from him. He fucked me like I was some fragile piece that could shatter at any moment. His thrusts were slow, gentle, and controlled.

And honestly, that was what I needed at the moment. I couldn’t have been able to withstand rough sex with the persistent ache in my lower abdomen. And it was almost as if he knew.

He deepened the kiss, his hand tangling into the hair at the back of my head. He pulled out and tugged my hair slightly until I could meet his gaze.

“Baby.. I need you to listen to me,” he said between thrusts. “I know what it looks like… I know this hurts… but I need you to trust me, Kasmine. I swear on everything–I’ve got it under control.”

His eyes–God, his eyes said everything his voice couldn’t. They begged. Pleaded Loved.

But, no. This might probably be the last time we’d fuck. Because the moment he puts a ring on that finger…

“I’m doing this for us,” he said, holding my face, his thumbs brushing away the tears I didn’t know had fallen. “I will fix it. Just give me time, baby. Please. Just… a little more time.”

But time was the one thing we never had enough of.

“Kes… I can’t. I… I’m sorry…” I whispered, shaking my head

“Yes, you can.” His grip tightened in my hair. “You can. And you will.”

His other hand gripped my waist as he pushed deeper, keeping me in place.

“Fuck Baby. Come on. Hold me. Kiss me, baby,” he pleaded breath hitching, his thrust growing more intense, deeper and harder.

He didn’t break eye contact, even as he approached his climax.

His cock grew even more rigid inside of me, his whole body tensing, and then, his release followed.

“Thank you, baby.” He breathed with his forehead resting on mine. “Thank you for letting me touch you again… I love you so much, Kasmine. So fucking much.”

As usual, I didn’t reply. I just pulled away from him and began to clean myself up while he did the same. Whatever spell he had cast on me had dissipated. I didn’t regret the sex. No. In fact, I was thankful for it. But… It was time to finally let go.

“Mine” He called in a gruff voice, reaching out to me, but pulled away.

“Kes… You’ve been here for over twenty minutes now. Everyone would be looking for you,” I said softly as I felt the dizziness return “Just go before anyone finds you here Please.”

He stood still for a little while before closing the distance between us, planting a soft kiss on my lips, “I love you, little sister. And I’ll make things right.” He said, turned around and walked away.

I was met with a cold list of diagnoses and terms I didn’t even fully understand. But I understood a few of them.

No.

I nearly dropped the phone.