Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Stepbrother, My Alpha, My Man: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 133

EMMANUELLE Was I dreaming? For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I stood frozen by my desk, my heart slamming against my ribs as if it could break through and run to him before I did. Then his face. Adam. My Adam. He stood at the doorway like a memory I’d buried too deep, like a ghost I’d never stopped mourning. His eyes locked with mine, and just like that, the dam broke. Tears rushed down my cheeks, blurring the edges of everything but him. I didn’t think. My heels clicked loudly across the marble floor as I ran, then lifted off entirely as I threw myself into his arms. My arms wrapped around his neck. My legs curled around his waist. My fists beat weakly against his chest as I sobbed. "Why did you leave me?" I cried, voice cracking, raw. "Why did you disappear without a word? Without goodbye?" He held me tighter, burying his face in the curve of my neck. His scent hit me woodsy, warm, him and every lonely night I’d spent without him came rushing back. “I’m sorry,”

EMMANUELLE His teeth sank into the other side of my neck slower this time. Not a bite of dominance, but something far more possessive, like he was branding me with a kiss of hunger and devotion. A moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. My body arched toward him, desperate and trembling, as his hand slid under my shirt, fingers brushing the lace of my bra. Heat coiled in my stomach. I could barely breathe. “Take it off, Adam,” I gasped, voice breathless and needy. “Take it all off. I need you.” He chuckled softly, a teasing edge in his voice. “Slow down, babe.” Was he seriously teasing me right now? I blinked up at him, my body throbbing with need, my mind spinning. Damn it, Emmanuelle. You’re soaked and wild and losing it over this man. His mouth trailed lower, lips grazing my stomach before he pressed a kiss just above my navel. Then he sucked on my skin hard enough to make me shiver. I closed my eyes, a helpless sound leaving my throat. My fingers twisted in the b