All Chapters of Tempting my stepbrother : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dinner was going fine until my phone screen lit up on the table. I glanced down to see that i got a message from Christian. 'Christian: Are you home? My mom immediately raised an eyebrow, staring at me across the table. I quickly ignored the notification, avoided her gaze, and kept chewing my food as if it was nothing. A few seconds later, another message popped up. 'Christian: Are you avoiding me? I almost gritted my teeth in frustration, this was the absolute worst time for him to text me. If my mom caught his name on my screen, all hell would break loose. Before I could even put my phone face down, a third text arrived. Christian: 'Come outside. I want to see you. If you don't come out in 5 minutes, I'm coming in there to drag you out' My eyes widened in pure shock. My heart hammered against my ribs as I stared at his threat. What perfect excuse can I give Mom to let me step outside for a few minutes? Think, Tessa. Think. Oh perfect! Since it was Friday, and

My back suddenly hit something soft. When Christian finally broke the kiss, pulling back just enough for us to catch our breathless pants, I blinked my eyes open and realized I was lying on his bed. I had been so completely consumed by the taste of him that I hadn't even noticed the doors opening, let alone him carrying me all the way down the hallway to his room. He stood up, towering over me...the way he was looking at me was completely predatory, he was looking at me like I was his next meal, and the sheer intensity of it made me so fucking horny. Without ever breaking that scorching eye contact, he pulled his hoodie over his head in one motion and threw it on the floor, his went for his shirt and unbutton the button, when he shrugged it off his shoulders, the sculpted lines of his abs amd hard planes of his stomach made my throat went dry. He didn't let me process the gorgeous view, he was ceawling back to the bed, he swiftly pulled my blouse over my head, my shorts followed

"I felt you staring, but for the record, you never have to pull your hand away from me, you can touch me, kiss me however you want, babygirl," "I...i wasn't trying to kiss you or anything, i..i was just...you had hair falling in your eyes, i was only trying to move it so it wouldn't bother you..." His deep chuckle was sending a fresh flutter of butterflies in my stomach, his eyes sparkled with amusement, entirely unconvinced by my terrible excuse. "So you were moving my hair by tracing my lips and admiring my nose?" "Sh.shut up," I breathed, my voice completely abandoning me. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, feeling entirely exposed and horribly flustered. "And anyway, it’s actually really creepy to pretend to be asleep while someone was watching you," I tried my absolute hardest to sound indignant and defensive, but it failed miserably because my words came out breathless, soft, and completely lacking any real bite. "I couldn't help it," he whispered against my skin,

"Y-yessss, yes!" I chanted, my whole body trembling as I completely surrendered to him. In one swift move, he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down, leaving my butt bare because I wasn't wearing any underwear. "Fuck, no panties??" he groaned, his voice rough and breathless right against my ear as his fingers immediately pressed against me, sliding between my folds. I was already so soaked, so dripping for him, that the moment his fingers made contact, the sound of his fingers sliding and pushing back my own juices filled the quiet room. "Y-yes," I whimpered, my hips twitching on pure instinct against his palm. A dark, pleased smirk touched the corners of his mouth as he pumped his fingers slowly inside me, letting the slick, messy sounds echo between us. "I love that of you," he whispered huskily, his thumb dragging across my sensitive flesh while his fingers went deeper. "Wearing no undies means you knew I was gonna come to you this nigh

The guy kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror, his bright green eyes lingering on my face a little too long. I found it creepy, but I maintained my composure, pretending to furiously scroll through my phone just to avoid meeting his gaze in the glass. "You seem surprised to see I'm the one driving you," he said, breaking the silence."Not really, i just usually get older drivers," i responded, now i was scrolling through feeds on my insta."Fair enough. Though a younger driver makes for a much better view, doesn't it?" he replied with a light chuckle, his green eyes flashing in the rearview mirror again before he turned his attention back to the traffic.Was he actually trying to flirt with me? Geez... "Yeah, you are right," I said this just so i could kill the conversation and make him shut up."See? Glad we're on the same page,"Ugh! He got it all wrong, please just focus on driving and leave me alone."So, what's a pretty girl like you heading out for so early on a Tues