Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 328

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Ruined By My Brother’s Best Friend

His Pov- She’s Beautiful

ANVISE’S POV

My wife’s eyes widened, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she stared at me.

Beautiful.

She was fucking beautiful.

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“Alvise…” she hissed, her dainty fingers clasping over mine on her back. “You’re not tearing my dress off.”

Tearing it off was an understatement.

I wanted to rip it off her and show her just how infuriating it had been to watch her walk around in it all day, knowing I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.

Heat travelled to my groin, and I scraped my tongue over my teeth, my fingers pulling down her zipper.

Arabella tensed, her breathing turning unsteady as I lowered the zipper until my fingers trailed over her

bare skin.

Her little breaths were driving me crazy, and she was oblivious to just how close I was to losing it, her green eyes hooded as she watched me.

“I thought you had a lot of work to do,” she asked, her fingers threading through my hair.

I did.

Until I felt an almost unbearable urge to touch her and left my study to head to our room, only to find it

empty.

I’d headed downstairs in search of her, only to find my deranged father, whose audacity I was still trying to wrap my head around, standing in front of her, far too close and threatening her.

I’d lost it.

“I don’t anymore,” I said, pushing her frustrating excuse for a dress off her shoulders. “I have better things

to do.”

Arabella flushed, the sight of it making my already hard length even harder.

“And what are those things?” she asked, her hands dropping from my hair to my shirt as she began undoing the buttons.

I pulled her dress down until it rested at her waist, revealing her full breasts trapped in her bra.

My eyes darkened, and I cupped one, dark satisfaction filling me as she gasped, her fingers faltering over the last button of my shirt.

I cupped both breasts, kneading them and making her squirm on the counter, hot and bothered.

Like I’d said before, she was a page straight out of a sinner’s darkest fantasies.

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“You’re torturing me,” Arabella whispered, her silky voice sending another wave of heat through my body.

She raised a leg and before I could predict her next move, she pressed her foot down on my erection.

“You’re so hard, baby,” she muttered, pressing her foot up and down. “Did I do this?”

She fucking did.

I was about to lose control, to tear off her dress and every damn piece of fabric on her body, then drive into her and let her feel just a fraction of what she was doing to me.

I’d almost lost that control more times than I cared to admit.

But I didn’t want to scare her.

Not yet.

I was going to take it slow, at least until I was sure she could handle that rougher version of me.

My phone dinged with a text, and irritation stirred inside me as I pulled it out of my pocket and glanced at the screen.

From: Andrei

He’s on his way to Russia, boss.

I’ve told the men there to try and stop him from getting to his flight without raising alarm, but if they fail,

I’ll call.

Another fucking baggage I had to deal with.

“You’re not saying anything,” my wife complained, pulling me out of my thoughts as she tilted her head to the side.

I placed my phone on the counter and leaned closer, grabbing her thighs and tugging her forward until she was flush against me.

“Can I?” I asked, bringing my lips to her ear, my fingers hovering over the clasp of her bra.

She’d told me not to touch her again.

And though I’d managed to trick my way out of that unbearable punishment, I needed to be sure she wanted this as much as I did.

“Y… yes…”

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I didn’t let her finish.

I unclasped the lace fabric, pulled it off her shoulders, and tossed it onto the floor.

Her breasts sprang free, her nipples hard and perky, right there in front of me.

I leaned down, my lips hovering over one bud before I traced my tongue over it, moving slowly up and down until she was a gasping mess.

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Tingers traced over her other nipple, rubbing the bud in circles and teasing it just as I took the other fully into my mouth, sucking on it.

My erection was painfully constricted by my pants, ready to spring free, but that could wait.

I continued teasing her, taking my time until she couldn’t take any more and leaned down to unzip my pants.

I chuckled. “What are you doing, baby?”

“You’re driving me crazy,” Arabella rasped, pulling my pants and boxer briefs down.

She grabbed my erection, and I hissed, scraping my tongue over my teeth as she stroked it up and down.

I felt myself get impossibly harder, my cock twitching as she rubbed her fingers over the tip.

Shit.

I pulled back, stripping off her dress and panties in one swift movement and letting them fall to the floor.

I looked down, spreading her legs and swiping my thumb over my lips as her wet core came into view, glistening with her juices.

All for me.

“Who’s this for?” I asked, trailing my thumb over her arousal before bringing it to my mouth.

Arabella moaned, pressing her legs together. “Ask me nicely.”

The corner of my lips lifted, and I opened her legs again, leaning down and tracing my tongue over her sensitive spot.

She shuddered, trembling on the counter as she threaded her fingers into my hair.

“Now answer me,” I murmured, my voice low as I held her gaze. “Who’s this for?”

“You,” she choked, pressing herself closer to me. “It’s for you…”

I sucked her hard, latching my tongue into her entrance, hard and without mercy, until she was bucking against me, screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Alvise, oh my…,” she cried, the sounds making my length twitch.

“And who gets you wet, baby?”

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