After Divorce, I Married His Half-Brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

"What?" My eyes peered at him, mixed with shock and disbelief. A sudden wave of awareness crept over me, striking with the undeniable fact that I was completely naked in his bed. Yet, oddly, there was no shame in it—because some part of me, the shameless part, had chosen to stay. "You heard me, Lamb." He said, looming over me like a predator staring down at its prey. "You wouldn't do that to me, Ryker." My eyes trailed down to his hard groin and back up to his face. "And I'm sure you also want a release." "Of course I do." He moved to the other side of the bed, settling at the edge near my feet, positioning himself just where I could see him clearly. His eyes didn't leave mine. "That's why I'm going to stroke myself while watching you." Heat fanned my face as I watched him carry out his threat. He reached for the drawer beside the bed, grabbed a bottle from it before kicking it shut with his leg. He was holding a lubricant. "Seriously? So you just want to tie me up he

> _ _ She climbed on top of me, cradling me. She spread her legs, knees pressed on both sides of my head, her pussy just inches away from my face. “Lower,” I said, grabbing onto her thighs. And she did. But not enough. “You aren’t listening, are you?” I pressed hard on her thigh and she went all the way down until her wetness was almost pressing against my nose. Beautiful. I stuck out my tongue, digging it into her wetness, slowly stroking before licking all the way up. “Mhmm,” she moaned from above me, her hands wrapped around my cock, before burying my cock so deep inside her hot mouth. “Fuck.” I cursed. I pushed her lower until she was resting against my nose, and I got a better spot. I licked, flickered, and sucked her. While she continued to suck on my dick, stroking it up and down in a fast pace. Her body shook on top of me, barely focusing on taking my cock into her mouth as instructed. But I could finish that up later in my ba

“Ryker, hold on.” My father’s voice cut through the hallway, stopping me mid‑stride. I was halfway to my office, desperate for a moment of quiet after that circus of a meeting earlier. But Mr Holland never did know when to let a man breathe. His footsteps echoed behind me until he stopped, eyes locked on mine. “What was that about?” I raised a brow. “What do you mean?” “The showdown with your brother. In front of everyone?” I wasn’t sure where he got the idea that I cared about appearances. If he thought I gave half a damn about keeping some reputation intact and not calling out my brother or those crusty old men in oversized shoes, I was happy for his optimism. “Please tell me that’s not why you stopped me,” I said flatly, hands slipping into my pockets while resisting the urge to rub my temple. He sighed, stepping closer. “Look, I don’t care what you have going on with that woman—” “Vanessa,” I cut in sharply. “Her name is Vanessa.” “Right. Vanessa.” He lowered

> _ _ “Wow, I still can’t believe you’re married to Derek’s brother. Biggest Faceslapping one can ever think of.” Leah chuckled. “I mean, look at the luxury. Girl, you’re living large.” “You’ve said that a thousand and one times already,” I said, giving her a brief glance before focusing on the paper again. I flipped through the paperwork, scanning for any errors or clauses that needed fixing. But everything seemed perfect and ready to be sent over to Global agency. I couldn’t imagine Derek’s face after seeing my ‘terms and conditions’. It’ll be so hilarious. And worth seeing. “Of course. I’m glad Derek is finally getting a taste of his own medicine. He’ll hate you. But he won’t be able to do a thing to you because his brother might blind him the next time he touches you.” Leah scoffed, reaching for her cocktail. I shook my head, a small smile pulling at the side of my lips. Leah hated Derek more than anyone else. Maybe not as much as Ryker, but she

“Look who came. Want to join in our little fun activity?” Annie giggled, her hands slowly buckling up my pants before she stood on her feet. I pushed off the chair and it was sent spiraling to the other side of the room. “Vanessa..” My eyes dragged over her body slowly—dressed in a purple gown, a slit at the side, exposing her long legs. Her hair was curled, a few strands falling over her shoulder. Smoky eyes, nude lip gloss—she wasn’t extra. But also not less. Her new profound sense of dressing was….appealing. She looked even more different than the last time we met. The last time, she looked like a fiesty girl, ready to take on the world with those loose pants. Now, she looked sexy, beautiful—flaunting her broad hips and narrow waist that was lined up to her full boobs. I didn’t know she could ever look this presentable. Ever. “Derek…” Her eyes locked onto mine, pointedly ignoring Annie as if she weren’t even in the room. “I came to talk about work. Are you going t