My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 691

Chapter 691

Gianna

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My breath hitched into a sharp gasp as my chest was pressed flat against the mattress.

The dark sheets felt cool against my face, but the body pinned over mine was burning hot.

I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even shift my hips. Raphael had completely trapped me beneath him, his weight crushing any remaining space between us until I couldn’t tell where my own heartbeat ended and his began.

I felt the sudden tug at the back of my head as he gathered my hair into his palm. He pulled it to the side, exposing the curve of my neck, for only a second before his mouth came down against my skin.

Hard.

A small, quiet sound escaped my throat.

His lips pressed deep into the side of my neck. My eyes closed involuntarily, my fingers digging into the dark sheets.

I knew that look in his eyes right before he flipped me over. It wasn’t just anger. It was something far darker.

His mouth moved higher along my skin, biting down just enough to send a shiver straight down my spine. The pain was small, but the mark he was leaving behind felt permanent.

“Raph…” I whispered, my voice muffled against the pillow.

His hand tightened in my hair, holding my head still as his lips dragged down to the hollow of my shoulder.

I tried to move my hand, reaching blindly behind me to touch his face. I wanted to feel his jaw, to calm the storm raging inside him.

Before my fingers could even touch his skin, his hand shot out and caught my wrist. He pulled my arm back, then grabbed my other wrist just as fast. With one hard push, he pinned both of my hands flat against the bed on either side of my head.

The air left my lungs in a small, shaky gasp. He was out of control. It was like my simple words about leaving for Philadelphia had completely broken something inside his head.

He pressed his lips hard into the skin of my neck, kissing me rough and deep. He bit down just enough to leave another mark, a sharp sting that sent a hot shiver straight down my spine, before licking the sore spot to soothe it.

“Raph…” I breathed out against the dark pillow, my voice small and trembling.

He didn’t answer, he only held my wrists down tighter, his fingers biting into my skin like he was afraid that if he let go for even one second, I would vanish into thin air.

He shifted his weight above me, his body hot and solid as he pressed himself hard against my back. His mouth moved down my shoulder, burning through the thin silver fabric of my nightgown, taking total control of my body.

I felt the heavy length of him growing hard against my back, every line of his body tense and straining.

“Stay down,” he growled into my ear, his voice barely a whisper.

The grip on my wrists released, but I couldn’t move. Raphael shifted his weight, hovering over the back of my

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thighs, pinning me in place with his knees.

Slowly, his hands moved down my lower back, slipping over the smooth fabric of my silver nightdress.

His fingers dug in, kneading the flesh of my ass through the thin silk with a force that made my breath catch in my throat. I couldn’t stop the quiet gasp that left my lips as his palms squeezed hard, pulling me tighter against his lap.

Then, without a second of warning, his hand came down hard.

The sharp slap echoed through the bedroom, a sudden, burning shock that stung right through the silk fabric. My hips buckled into the mattress, sharp pain bloomed across my skin, stealing the breath from my lungs as a startled cry escaped me.

Before I could recover, his fingers buried themselves in my hair, forcing my head back until I was looking at him over my shoulder.

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