All Chapters of In Bed With My Step-uncle : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Noami"Dawson." I whispered, my hands still on the knob. I could feel the tears threatening to roll down, but I pushed them back, not now.Dawson quickly rolled off the lady. "So you finally decided to come back, huh?"I blinked, letting the tears roll freely down my cheeks. How could Dawson be this shameless, he didn't even feel guilty that I just caught him cheating, any other man would be on his knees by now apologizing to his wife."Do you want me to take you somewhere else." Micah whispered beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts.I shooked my head, I wasn't running away, I would handle this on my own. "You should leave Micah."He furrowed his brows. "Me?"I nodded. "Yes, please just go."He stared intently at Dawson, neither of them breaking eye contact. After what felt like eternity, Micah broke eye contact, as he lowered his lips to my ear. "Remember I'II be waiting." And with that he left.I felt chills ran down my spine. What the hell?Dawson snapped his finger to the lady

Naomi My alarm clock sounded loudly beside me, causing me to roll over and grudgingly turn it off. Every ounce in my body was paining me, I wanted to sleep for three more hours, but unfortunately it was Monday, first day of a new job and I needed to make a good first impression, but not like I cared much anyways.Inhaling a breath, I rolled quickly off the bed and made my way to the shower. I set the temperature of the water to be a bit hotter than usual and added strawberries scent. Fifteen minutes later, I was done with my bathe. I cleaned my body with a soft towel and searched my wardrobe for the perfect dress. I was yet to go shopping with Rose, but I didn't want to dress like a grandma either. After what felt like forever of searching my wardrobe and my box, I finally found the perfect dress to wear today.A knee length purple gown, with a white v neck collar that clung tightly to my ass, and held my boobs just right. The dress was a perfect combination of professional and sexy,

His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer. I felt his sharp intake of breath, before opening my lips granting him more access to taste me. And to my surprise his lips were soft, not flaky or dry. His tongue rolled over mine, licking my buttom lips. I drew a sharp intake of breath, his lips were so sweet they started like ment and champagne. He suddenly pulled away from the kiss, but before I could even whimper at the lost of contact, his lips moved to the nape of my neck, sucking, kissing.Shit, I was kissing Micah, Micah Hilton, my boss, and I was a religious scholar, a married religious scholar. I quickly pulled away from the kiss running away before things got worst, but what if they already did.***Avoiding Micah for the rest of the day wasn't an easy task at all, especially when he's office was just an inch a way. The clock on the wall finally ticked 04:00pm, which meant close of work for the day, and I couldn't be more grateful. Pulling my phone and other stuf

NaomiI stood there, my heart beating loudly, every word Micah said replaying in my head. His hand was still on my chin, his fingers warm against my skin, sending instant electric current running through me . I wanted to pull away, to tell him this was wrong. But something about the way he was looking at me, made the words caught in my throat.His firm eyes held mine, waiting for an answer. And for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t sure what that answer would be."I can’t do this," I whispered again, trying to convince myself more than him. But even as the words left my mouth, I wasn’t sure I believed them.Micah's grip on my chin tightened ever so slightly, and he leaned in just a little closer. His breath brushed across my face, making my skin tingle. I should step back, I should create some space between us, but I just could not bring myself to move..."You’ve been telling yourself that for sometime now," Micah began, his voice low. "You’ve been convincing yourself that you c

Naomi The evening came by pretty quickly. It was like time itself was urging me to make a decision. I couldn’t stop thinking about the ball. I couldn’t stop thinking about Micah. My heart kept racing loudly, I felt so anxious, excited, and... I really did not know what else I was feeling. It was new, I couldn't quite name it and it scared me.I glanced at the clock on the wall. 6:45 PM. I had fifteen minutes before Micah would be at my door to pick me up. I didn’t know if I was ready, if I was even prepared for what tonight could mean. But a part of me, no, a big part of me, knew I couldn’t turn back now. But as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress, a sudden wave of doubt hit me. Was I doing the right thing? Was I really about to walk out on my marriage?I picked up my phone and called Rose. She picked up on the first ring."Naomi, are you okay? You sound… off.""I’m scared, Rose," I admitted, my voice shaking. "I’m about to go to this ball with Micah. I’ve never felt