My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182

Raphael

“Now,” I whispered, as I gave my hand one final, slow twitch against her walls. “Tell me again, Little/mess… who exactly is the easy one?”

Gianna moved slowly, as if her bones had turned to liquid. She peeled her face away from the crook of my neck her skin dragging against mine. Her hand slid up from my shoulder, her fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of my neck, gripping me with a strength that told me she was still reeling.

I didn’t let go of her either. My hand stayed firm on the back of her neck, my thumb stroking the sensitive skin just behind her ear. We stood there, draped over one another in the middle of that dark, red-lit room, our chests heaving.

I looked down at her, and for the first time tonight, the mask was completely gone.

Slowly, I withdrew my hand from between her legs. I felt the wet slide of her skin against mine, the friction of the lace as I pulled away. I didn’t hide it. I didn’t look away. I lifted my hand between our faces, my fingers glistening, coated in the clear, soaking evidence of how thoroughly I had just broken her.

I held her gaze, my eyes locking onto hers. I wanted her to see it. I wanted her to know that no matter what she said, this was the truth of her.

Then, I brought my fingers to my mouth.

I slid two fingers past my lips, my tongue swirling over the tips, licking them clean. I closed my eyes for a split second, a low hum vibrating deep in my chest as I swallowed the taste of her down.

It was better than any high I had ever engineered, more addictive than any code I had ever written.

When I opened my eyes, Gianna was staring at my mouth, her lips parted in a silent, shocked “O.” The flush on her cheeks deepened, spreading down her throat and over the tops of her breasts until she was glowing under the red lights.

I pulled my fingers out with a soft, wet pop and let my hand fall back to her waist, pulling her flush against my hard frame.

“Gianna,” I whispered, I leaned in until my lips were brushing against the shell of her ear, “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever had the displeasure of breaking.”

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