บททั้งหมดของ In Love With My Evil Stepbrother: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The clouds are dense and opaque on the first day of my senior year, which kind of mirrors the state of my feelings. In my entire lifetime, I’ve never detested going to school so badly. Mr. Ramirez kindly offered to drive me to school in his Rolls, which I can’t say no to, since he had made it clear that he wants to send me off on my first day. Looks like the secret of me being the Ramirez’s freeloader won’t be kept for long. During the drive, Mr. Ramirez tried his best to easy off my nerve, but I kept tailing off from our conversation. As we approach the front gate of school, my symptom of nausea is getting worse. The parking area is already packed with fancy cars when we get there. In my old school, everyone had limited budget for cars, and as a result it was common to see dingy second-handed Honda and Pirus everywhere on campus. But things clearly work different here. Mercedes and Porsche would still be considered as normal. I just saw a flashy sport car with doors opened like win

Alex’s eyes widen immediately at that. His mind must be spinning with confusion right now. I felt queasy, partially because of Alex’s hesitated reaction, but also Eason’s deathly glare at us.I can see from the corner of my eyes that Eason’s hands are clenched into a tight fist, as if the next second he’s going to throw a punch at Alex. Why he hates Alex so much is beyond me, and I try not to be so self-conscious to think that this is all about me, but it’s always nice to see him get pissed off.But if Alex turns me off right on the spot, it’s going to be a huge price for me to pay.I hold my breath, while waiting for Alex’s response.“This is ridiculous,” Eason’s tone is cold and jeering, “Why do you think he’d be willing to go with you?”I sniff. “I’m not asking you, aren’t I?”“Just saying the obvious. You can’t just grab someone randomly from the street and ask him to—”But his sarcastic comment is interrupted by a simple word from Alex.“Yes.”My heart race dramatically increases

The music is playing on out loud as the ball reaches its climax. And only a curtain away from the crowd, I’m messing out with my stepbrother.His tongue has found its way in as it tangles with mine tasting every corner of my mouth. I can’t help but bring my hands up to his hairs and clutch on to it, earning a tormented groan from him.I’ve given up on the little restrain left in me and let myself drown in the passion.His breath grows rougher as if he’s restraining from his own urgers. As the hot and wet kiss continues, I feel his hand travels down my waist, past my bums, and finally enters through the bottom of my gown.I shiver when his hot palm is placed on the soft skin of my inner thigh.“Eason…” I moan his name, panting hoarsely and pleading. “No…not here.”From the primitive look in his eyes, I have no doubt that he’ll just take me right here behind the curtain a few steps away from the crowd, if I don’t stop him.“I know.” He sucks the bottom of my lips and licks it. “Don’t wo

I don’t know why I let him take me home. But maybe deep down inside, I know we have crosses that line and I want this as badly as he does. He speeds all the way back. As soon as we step into the door, he presses me to the wall and hungrily captures my lips. I let myself drown in that wild kiss, hands holding on to his broad shoulder as those muscles flex under my palms. I take pleasure at knowing that my touch can bring pleasure to his body. His tongue slides into my mouth and tangles with mine making erotic watery sound. I moan between breaths and bring my upper thigh slightly higher to rub at his leg craving for more. I can’t help it. I want his body on me and for us to be closer than we already are.He groans. “Fuck. If you keep doing that you won’t be able to keep that dress.” “What?” I tease him giggling. “You’re gonna rip my clothes again? With your teeth?” I still haven’t forgiven him for ripping off the tag that way in front of my mom and Alex. He raises his brows at me

I end up spending the night.I’ve made my protest, saying that my mom would get worried and stuffs, but he just won’t listen. He basically dragged me to bed and forced me to lie down.“At least let me change first?” I give up eventually. He can be very persuasive sometimes.He opens his closet and grabs a random t-shirt before he throws it on me. “You can wear this.”It’s soft, made in better fabric than my own pajamas. I am about to take off my clothes but suddenly notice him staring closely at me.“A little privacy, perhaps?”“A bit late for that, don’t you think?” he grins but turns away anyway.I pull the ruined dress down and slip through his shirt, while asking him, “so how come you don’t have any feminine stuff here?”“Because I’m a man and I won’t be needing those? Apparently?” Even his back is facing me, I can still tell he is rolling his eyes.My temper flares. Does he really don’t know what I’m talking about or is he just playing dumb?“I mean for your girlfriend, or partne