Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 282

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Heat… So much Heat

ARABELLA’S POV

My lips trembled, and I swallowed hard, letting his words sink in.

It wasn’t a threat because he’d proven it before, and I didn’t doubt that he would prove it again.

My fingers shook as I threaded them through his dark hair and dropped my head onto his shoulder.

“Alvise…” I whispered, breathing in his addictive scent and closing my eyes. “Stop saying things like that.”

He chuckled again, but this time, it was so deep that I felt it all the way to my thighs… Or wait… those were/

his hands.

I gasped, shocked, as he bunched my dress up until it was above my waist, exposing my legs.

Heat, overwhelming and maddening, coursed through me as his large hands rubbed my thighs, slowly and hesitantly, like he hated what he was doing but couldn’t stop himself.

I pulled my head from his shoulder, my hand moving from his hair to his tie and undoing it so fast that I surprised myself.

I felt an aching need to touch him, to feel my hands on his skin and drive him just as crazy as he was driving me.

I wanted to try.

Alvise tensed, his hand on my thigh pausing as his eyes, now dark and rid of all the blue, narrowed. “What are you doing?”

I trapped my bottom lip between my teeth, and his hooded gaze immediately dropped to it. “Fucking hell, Arabella.” He cussed under his breath. “You do know what you’re doing.”

I leaned closer until my lips hovered near his ear. “This time, I actually do.” I mumbled. “That was intentional.”

“Don’t I fucking know it.”

His hands slid higher until he cupped both my ass cheeks, ripping a moan out of me.

I could feel it… the wetness between my legs, and before I could process all of it, we were moving toward the armchair.

Alvise sat with me straddling him and leaned back, his dark eyes roaming over every inch of my body.

“Take it off.”

I followed his gaze down.

He was talking about my dress.

Suddenly self-conscious, I took my time, painfully slow, and grabbed the hem of my dress, dragging it

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over my shoulders and tossing it onto the floor, leaving me in my underwear.

stomach tightened as he watched me quietly, his thumb swiping over his bottom lip.

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Each second his eyes remained fixed on my skin made me more self-conscious, like I wasn’t just naked, but he could see straight into my soul and read every thought running through my head.

Alvise flicked his eyes up to mine. “Everything, Arabella.”

I shuddered, and hesitantly, I reached for my bra strap and unclasped it, freeing my aching breasts before tossing the bra away.

He tilted his head to the side, simply staring at my breasts on display for him, and my nipples tightened painfully, aching for him to touch them.

“I’m still waiting.”

I looked down at my red underwear and bit my lip before looking back up at him. “Take it off yourself.”

The moment the words left my mouth, Alvise reached for the red G-string and snapped it off me, leaving me wide-eyed.

He cupped my ass again and pressed his lips to my shoulder blade, dragging them slowly over my skin. “You’re so fucking tempting, I hate it.”

Unable to take the wetness pooling between my legs, I tried pressing my thighs together, but Alvise stopped me.

I was about to groan in frustration when he slipped a hand between my legs and rubbed his thumb over my clit, swiping through my wetness.

“Alvise…” I breathed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as my legs shook.

“You’re so wet…” he hummed, rubbing his thumb over my folds again. “Is this for me?”

I gripped his collar and nodded, but that didn’t do it for him.

“I want your words.” He ordered, painfully swiping over my clit again.

“Y…yes.” I whispered, closing my eyes. “It’s… for… you.”

And then he slipped a finger inside me, so deep that I screamed, a mixture of pain and pleasure tearing through me.

“Shit.” Alvise hissed. “You’re so tight.” He slipped his hand out and rubbed his thumb over the sensitive area, like he was trying to ease the discomfort. “I’m sorry, baby.”

Heat rose to my cheeks, and I hid my head between his neck and shoulder, flustered. “It’s fine… I just felt a little discomfort.”

Alvise chuckled, the sound vibrating through my chest. “Are you hiding?”

I nodded into his shoulder, and he craned his head back, making me sit up so I had to look at him.

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His eyes searched my face. “You’re flustered,” he observed, his hands moving back between my legs. “Why?”

I moaned as he slipped his finger in slowly, the discomfort now mixed with pleasure, and holding his gaze, I rocked against his finger, back and forth. “I… don’t… know…”

Except I did.

It was because he called me baby… again. I still remembered the last time he’d said it, and I hadn’t been able to get it out of my mind.

With a dark glint in his eyes as he watched me, I suspected that he was aware of this, and that was why he was asking.

“So you do know what you’re doing too.” I said as the realization hit me.

Alvise spread my wetness over my clit with two fingers, making me buck once, twice, and then, just when I felt like I was getting close, he pulled back and switched to my entrance.

The corner of his lips lifted at the same time I felt something hard pressing against my thigh. “Yes, baby. I do.”

And then he slipped two fingers inside me and latched his lips on my nipple, tearing a loud moan out of

“Oh my… Alvise…” I cried, gripping his fingers and pressing my breasts further into his mouth as he teased and sucked on my nipple, his movements fast but controlled, like he knew exactly what he was doing.

And he did.

I felt like I was close, the pleasure building and my eyes shutting and opening over and over again, until all I could see were stars as he moved from one nipple to another. But just when I was close… so close… he pulled away, slipping his fingers out.

I snapped my eyes open, hot and bothered, staring at him in confusion.

Ignoring my glare, Alvise stood up with me still in his arms and walked to the bed.

He dropped me on it, my back hitting the mattress with a soft thud, and before I could guess his next move, he dragged my legs over his shoulders and lowered his head between my thighs.

“I’m tired of fucking waiting, baby.”

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