All Chapters of My Steprother's Secret Obsession: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

He lifted me quickly and sat me down on the long sofa. He was now shirtless, wearing only his pants. Roughly he pulled my dress down to my waist and swiftly unhooked my bra. The moment my breasts were exposed to his view he took one into his mouth hungrily like a starving man while his other hand squeezed the other firmly. His actions made me arch my back in pure pleasure. Like a fool I found myself pressing my chest closer to him.I wanted to keep fighting but my body betrayed me. It was no longer under my command. I looked at his face and saw him watching me intently as he ravaged my breasts observing every reaction I had to his sucking and caressing.It felt incredibly good and I couldn't stop the moans escaping my lips. His eyes were filled with so much desire but beyond that I saw something else. It was like deep love and intense emotion wrapped into one. He sucked greedily licking and nibbling gently on my nipples clearly enjoying every second.The pleasure was so intense that I

"Yes, yes. I still love you so much, damn it!" I admitted, completely defeated and frustrated.I saw a triumphant and wicked smile spread across his face before he slammed his entire massive length inside me in one brutal motion and started pounding me ruthlessly hard.I moaned loudly at the incredible and indescribable feeling. Finally, he was buried deep inside me, completely filling me up and stretching me perfectly.His dick was so huge and thick and it felt so fucking amazing sliding in and out of my wet tight pussy. It gave me a unique kind of pleasure and deep emotional fulfillment that only he could ever give me. He kept thrusting slowly but deeply and I could feel every single inch of him hitting places inside me that made me see stars. It was damn pure heaven."Ah-Ah-Ah.. don't stop Theo, keep going!" I cried out desperately, my voice filled with pure need.His thrusts were powerful and deliciously rough. I couldn't help but arch my back and meet him halfway grinding my hip

Even the smallest gestures carried meaning. We shared the same utensils without thinking, and there were moments when he would lift a bite to my lips, watching me closely as I ate, only to lean in and steal a soft kiss right after, as if he simply couldn't help himself.I found myself smiling more than I realized. This was something we used to do before. The playful teasing, the quiet intimacy, the way we could turn something as simple as breakfast into something warm and unforgettable. We looked ridiculous, eating in bed like this, acting foolish and carefree, but I didn't care. I cherished every second of it. I had missed this more than I wanted to admit.And now that I was here again, feeling it, living it, it made my chest tighten in a way that almost hurt. A part of me wanted to cry, overwhelmed by how happy I felt in that moment.But beneath all the warmth, there was something else lingering. Not the comfortable kind we shared just moments ago, but somethi

"I'm glad and I'm relieved that you didn't love anyone else during the two years we were apart because it was the same for me. I couldn't love another woman." For a brief second, my heart lifted at his words."But I won't lie to you, I'm not a saint. I had other women. Nothing serious, just temporary, no strings attached. I'm telling you now because I don't want this to become a problem between us later." he admitted, his gaze steady on mine. His honesty hit me harder than I expected.It felt like something sharp had pierced straight through my chest. I knew he wasn't trying to hurt me. I knew he was choosing honesty over hiding things from me.But knowing that didn't make it easier. The thought of him being with other women, even if it meant nothing to him, twisted painfully inside me. It was something I couldn't help but imagine, no matter how much I didn't want to.I must have shown it on my face, because his expression changed instantly.

I was sitting quietly in the passenger seat of his car as we drove back home. The city lights blurred past the window, soft and distant, while the warmth of the evening still lingered around us. We had just come from my favorite Japanese restaurant, and he insisted on ordering takeout so we could continue eating together back at the penthouse.The car was filled with a comfortable silence. His hand was wrapped around mine, his fingers laced with mine as if it was the most natural thing in the world. With his other hand, he steered the wheel with ease, occasionally tightening his grip on me in a quiet, absent gesture that made my chest feel full.I leaned back slightly, letting myself sink into the moment. Then suddenly, my phone rang. The sound cut through the silence, pulling me back to reality. I reached for it, my eyes dropping to the screen. It was Sean. My chest tightened almost instantly. Without thinking twice, I declined the call. It w