My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 389

Chapter 389

“I’m going to bite you right here,” I whispered, my teeth brushing against his jawline to show him exactly what 1 meant, “I want to leave my marks all over your chest so you can’t forget me.”

My hand didn’t stop. I slid my palm lower, moving past his ribs to the hard, deep lines of his washboard abs. I let my fingers follow every single dip and carved groove in his stomach.

“Then I am going to use my tongue,” I said, “I will trace every single line down your stomach, following the heat until I reach the very bottom.”

Raphael let out a grunt, his grip on the ribbon tightening just enough to make my heart race.

I sank down slightly, my knees bending as I dropped my hand lower, past the waistband of his black pants. I reached out and cupped the length of his hard dick through the fabric, feeling the intense, burning heat of him radiating right into my palm. I squeezed him gently, making him slightly jump against the desk.

“And then,” I whispered, looking up at him through my eyelashes, “I am going to drop to my knees, and I will worship this all night long until you can’t even remember your own name.”

I smiled as the words left my lips. I let the heat flare in my eyes. I acted like it was normal. I acted like my world hadn’t just smashed into pieces inside that dark closet only twenty minutes ago. I acted like the word “friend” hadn’t left a bleeding hole right in the center of my ribs.

I simply… acted. I was the perfect actress, putting on the greatest show of my life just to keep him from seeing how much I was actually drowning inside.

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