My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 693

Chapter 693

He didn’t say a word.

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My body was pinned tight under his. I was flat on my stomach, my elbows propping me up just enough to look back at him over my shoulder. My feet were stretched out behind me, my toes curled tight against the cool sheets.

Raphael stayed hovering right over the back of my thighs, his knees resting on either side of mine, trapping me completely.

His hand moved over the curve of my hip, squeezing hard through the smooth silk of my dress. Then his long fingers moved lower, gripping my hipbone and digging into my lower belly, holding me still.

He pulled my hips up and back, leaving my ass lifted just a little in the air, pressed tight and flush against the hard length of him.

The heat of his body burned through my clothes. I could feel every line of his muscles strained.

“Raph…” I whispered, my voice shaking as I held onto the mattress with both hands.

His fingers dug deeper into my skin, holding me right against him, refusing to give me even an inch of space. He was taking control of my whole body, showing me without any words that he was never going to let me go.

“I’m not trying to run from you,” I whispered, “I only asked for a few days because… I can’t breathe in this house right now. Everywhere I look, I see her. Every room reminds me she’s gone.”

I swallowed hard, struggling to hold back another wave of tears.

“But even then…” My fingers tightened into the sheets, “I was always coming back. I always come back to you, Raphael.”

A shaky breath left my lips.

“I don’t have anyone else. You’re the only place I’ve ever truly belonged and even if the whole world wanted me…” I shook my head. “I wouldn’t choose them. I would choose you. Every single time.”

He pulled the thin silver strap of my nightdress down my arms from both sides. I turned my face further into the pillow, praying that the truth in my words would break through the dark wall he had built up around himself tonight.

My voice dropped, breaking in my throat.

“I would never just throw you away. You are everything to me. If I walk away for a few days, it’s only to try and find my feet… not because I want another path. There is no other path. There is only you. There will only ever be you.”

While I talked, his hands slid down my legs, gathering the thin silver fabric of my nightdress and pushing it up past my hips, leaving my skin bare to the cool room air.

I could even catch my breath, his fingers hooked into the thin bands of my panties. With a hard pull, the fabric ripped right off my body, tossed somewhere into the dark sheets.

I heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking, followed by the slow drag of his zipper coming down. The weight of his body came back down over mine, pinning me flat.

“I love you,” I whispered, “I love you so much that leaving you has never even entered my mind. And if you still don’t believe me, then spend the rest of our lives letting me prove it to you.”

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He reached down, grabbing one of my arms and pulling it back behind me, pinning my wrist flat against the small of my back. His other hand buried itself deep into my hair, his long fingers wrapping tight around the roots to hold my head locked in place.

I was held down, my chest pressed low toward the dark mattress, my hips lifted up into the air to meet him.

The head of his hardness pressed hot against my bare entrance and then, he drove straight into me, filling me as much as he could in a single hard slide.

A sharp, loud gasp tore from my throat as my eyes flew open. My body stretched around his thick length, every muscle inside me gripping him tight as the deep heat flooded through me.

“Raph…” I choked out against the sheets.

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