Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240

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 out.

“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.

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 1 set eyes on him.

“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.”