In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter Eleven His one hand presses me to the mirror, while the other pulls me impossibly close to his body. His lips mold with mine, taking away every shaky breathes that escaped my mouth. And as if it wasn’t enough, he sucks my bottom lips and bites it, quietly urging me to open my mouth and let him in.

My mind is cloudy. All sense is lost. So I shakily part my lips, as he immediately snakes his tongue in and tangles with mine.

A sign of pleasure leaves my lips as I find myself melting away in his arms. He groans and travels his hand upwards, longer fingers playing with those thin stripes on my back, causing me to shudder under his touch. The thin layer of clothing becomes nothing, I feel as though I’m naked and my panties felt dam.

“Eason…” I gasp and tilt my head to escape from the kiss, trying to call back some senses to us. But he refused to listen. His hot lips trace my check, my neck and down to the upper part of my chest. I cry out as he suddenly bites on my collar bones and suck it hard. I try to push him, but he caught my hands.

“Don’t push me away Natalia,” he murmurs into my ear, and my sanity leaves me again. My eyes flutter shut as I can hear my inner voice calling for more, longing for his touch. What should I do? He’s toxic and impossible to say no to. Then I feel his lips back on mine again. He brings his hand down to lift up my gown and moves his hand dangerously close to my inner thigh. Inch away, his fingers will touch my drenched panties and my core…

“No!” I break free from his arms and take a few staggering steps back. My body ache at the loss of his warmth, but I manage to fight back the temptation.

His breathing is rough, still recovering from the passion. He straightens up his back and looks at me, expression unreadable. “This is wrong.” I don’t know if I’m telling him or myself, “We are brother and sister, even not by blood. None of that should happen!”

But he simply sneers at my statement.

voice, “You still want me.” I take a sharp intake of breath. But without saying anything else,

own clothes. Thank god those delicate fabric didn’t get creased. When I pull open the drape,

think you are doing?” I

casual manner, “Last

pissed. Is it really so hard for him to check in with me first? I’ve also

do with the Ramirez’s money. Now he just

made to your size and have it delivered to you by next Monday. This dress suits you well. You and your

I turn to her and say, “this is my brother.” A strange and weird expression comes over her face. Maybe she’s overhead the sound we made in the fitting room. But I don’t really give a

up and heads out of the store, without

filled with awkward silence. None of us is in the mood to talk When we finally walk into the house, mom and Mr. Ramirez are sitting beside the

Mr. Ramirez to Eason. He shrugs and pulls out the chair facing me,

room with him, especially in front of my mom and Mr. Ramirez. The dinner is delicious. But I didn’t enjoy it a bit. I gobble up my meal, avoiding any eye contact with Eason, even though I know he’s been looking at me. When I finish

your neck Did you get