My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178

Raphael

“The only reason I will keep your dirty little secret, stepsister,” I hissed, “is if you become my dirty little secret in return.”

My hand was still locked around her throat, the heat of her skin bleeding into my palm. I could feel her pulse telling me everything I needed to know.

She hated me, yes, but her body was a traitor.

I leaned in closer, my nose and lips pressed harder against the side of her face and she let out a shocked gasp. She swallowed, the movement of her throat restricted by my grip. She looked like she wanted to spit in my face, but her hands were still clutching my forearm, not pushing me away, but holding on.

I shifted my weight, pressing her back against the door until there wasn’t a single inch of air between us. My towe -covered cock was rock hard, prodding at her stomach, and I saw her eyes dip down for a split second before she snapped them back to mine.

I moved my hand from her neck, my fingers sliding down the center of her chest, trailing over the swell of her breasts. Her chest heaved as she tried to pull away, but the door was at her back and I was her only horizon.

I hooked my thumb into the center of her little scrap of a bra-calling it lingerie was a stretch; it was barely a string-and tugged it downward. I watched her pupils blow wide, a dark shadow of lust swallowing the fake blue of her lenses.

She wanted this. She wanted the ruin I was offering, even if it cost her everything.

“I don’t know if you’re going to hate every minute of it or love it,” I stated, I whispered against her cheek, “You’re going to sit at that desk and wonder when I’m going to call you into my office. You’re going to walk down the halls and feel my eyes on you, knowing that at any moment, I could take you back to a place like this.”

“I could still say no,” she hissed, but her voice lacked its earlier bite. It was soft, breathless. Her head tilted back, exposing more of that long, pale line of her throat… an invitation she didn’t even realize she was giving.

She let out a laugh that grated against the silence, “Oh, wow. That’s incredibly presumptuous of you. You really think I’d say yes and you’d just get into my pants? Even if I do become your secret, Raphael, you’re not going to get me that easily.” She gestured vaguely to her nearly naked body.

“But I already had you,” I countered, and cupped her face, my palm heavy against her jaw as I pressed my thumb roughly against her plump, reddened lips. I felt them part instinctively under my pressure. “I had the most exquisite part of you for free, Gianna. After that, do you really think the rest is going to be difficult?

A slow, mocking smile spread across her face..

“When I told you I did it because I wanted to, I was being quite literal,” she said, “What happened tonight was an act of self-indulgence. It was for my pleasure, my curiosity. You possess the impulse control of a common street animal. You’re remarkably easy, Raphael.”