My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138

The air in my lungs stopped.

My eyes flew open, my vision swimming with dark spots as the pressure increased. He was holding me so tight I couldn’t swallow, couldn’t gasp, couldn’t do anything but feel the terrifying power in his arm. My heart hammered against my ribs, and the panic rose up in my chest.

But I didn’t fight him.

I leaned into the pain, my fingers digging into his shoulders, my body arching off the desk and toward him. I was drowning again, but this time it wasn’t in a sink. It was in him. The black spots in my vision started to dance, and my head felt light, floating away from the aching reality of my life.

He groaned deep in his throat, a sound of pure, raw want that vibrated through my own chest. He kissed me harder, his lips bruising mine, his tongue lashing against mine while his thumb pressed into the soft dip at the base of my neck.

I could feel the pulse in my own throat thudding against his palm. My lungs were screaming, a fire spreading through my chest as I ran out of oxygen, but the pleasure filled pain felt even better than the Zaps of the TENSunit.

He was taking everything. My breath, my pride, my anger. He was crushing it all out of me, leaving me hollow andopen.

Just as my world started to go grey at the edges, just as the strength left my arms and they began to slip from his shoulders, he suddenly loosened his grip.

He didn’t let go, but he let the air rush back into my throat.

I gasped against his lips, a broken, sobbing sound, my chest heaving as I sucked in the scent of his cologne and the cool office air. He pulled back just an inch, his forehead resting against mine, his eyes black and wild as he watched me struggle to breathe.

“Is that it, Gianna?” he whispered, “Is that what you needed?”

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