All Chapters of Ruin me, Stepbrother: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I sat there alone with the engine off, just breathing, and trying to make my brain work properly.Nina had driven away minutes ago after making sure I was okay. I am not okay. But at least, I'm alone now and that was something.The silence in the car was deafening. Just me and my spinning thoughts that wouldn't fucking stop.What I knew: We were alone together in the morning. And maybe, just maybe he had to go to work, or maybe a work meeting. That wasn't a work meeting.Or maybe the meeting ended early and he ran into her, and he knew her, they knew themselves, or maybe he wanted to grab lunch and they innocently met there.The way they'd looked together. It was very comfortable, very comfortable and easy, this isn't accidental. That was planned.Or maybe it was a business lunch and it was still work, and it just looked like that from the outside.But that restaurant, that atmosphere, that intimacy, or semi-intimacy....That couldn't be work.Who was she? Colleague? Client? Friend? E

“I'm sorry."He said the words and just stood there in my doorway like what he just said was something toxic, something so toxic that he knew it. Toxic like it could kill me if I breathed it in.I stared at him, at his face showing guilt and desperation and something that looked like pain. At his clothes he's in."You're sorry," I said, very flat, and emotionless, and nust repeating his words back to him."Scarlett—""Don't." My hand came up between us. "Don't say my name like that."His face crumbled slightly but I didn't care. I couldn't care, not when I could still see him through that restaurant window smiling at someone else.I stepped back from the doorway. Into my room, and he followed even though I didn't invite him, but I'd expected that.I closed the door behind him, and we just stood apart from ourselves. I was by the window, and he stood there by the door. The distance between us felt both too much and not enough.Right now, with all that going on in my mind, being with h

We couldn't stop kissing, our mouths were desperate and our hands were everywhere and everything else was fading except this need.My anger was still alive, alive and burning hot under my skin. But the want was hotter, and it's literally consuming everything, including myself.His hands went to my blouse, and carefully, his fingertip met the button, then he pushed forward and stated fumbling it desperately with his hand.I helped, unbuttoned it faster, shrugging it off, and tossing it aside.His hands found my bra clasp, unhooked it and pulled it off.My breasts were naked, and then he broke the kiss and looked at me in this eyes. Before I could even get a good view of his yes, he moved his head lower and his mouth feel on my boobs immediately.He started sucking, sucking it harder than usual, and I gasped at the intensity.I pushed him back and hard onto the bed.He position himself well and I climbed over him, taking control because I needed control of something.I looked down as hi

My single word—"Harder"—was all the permission he needed.He pushed his hips forward and with just one brutal thrust, he was fully inside me from behind.I cried out, and pressed my face into my mattress. It was so very different, and deeper. My pussy juice was dripping down my pussy, and that spots made me see fucking a whole new experience.He didn't give me time to adjust. He started fucking me very hair immediately with a punishing rhythm. It was very hard and fast from the first thrust.I was gasping and dripping my sheets. Taking it. All of it.The sounds were so fucking loud. His body slapping against my juice ass. The wet squelch of my pussy being pounded, my muffled cries and his low thick grunts every single thing he pushes it in.I was already so very sensitive from two orgasms. It should hurt more than this, but somehow it didn't. The pleasure and pain was very perfect.I could feel it building again. It was building impossibly fast. My body was trained to him now, and I c

His fingers went out of my pussy, and he slammed his dick right in immediately.The stretch was instant and perfect. My pussy welcomed him like it was made for this, gripping him tight even though I was already so used and sore."Yes, fuck—" I gasped, my hands bracing harder against the wet tiles.The pace was fast from the start, no buildup needed. My body was completely ready, and he just kept pounding into my pussy from the back with this perfect rhythm that made my tits bounce with every thrust.The angle was insane. From behind in the shower, the water making everything slicker, him going so deep I felt it in my stomach.I braced against the tiles, taking it all in, feeling every thick inch of him splitting me open over and over. Then his hands went on my hips pulling me back onto him, using my body, making me meet every brutal thrust."Fuck, your pussy feels so good," he groaned, his voice rough and desperate. "So tight. Even after all that, still gripping my dick like you don't