All Chapters of On Your Knees, Stepsister: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kielan returned before Jason could say anything further. Jason smirked at me and relaxed on the couch. “Just think of what I said,” he had whispered before Kielan joined us. We only stayed with Jason for a few minutes after that. It seemed Kielan only came to see him because of the dock he intended to use. With Jason's assurance that things would go well on the day of the collection, we left the room. “Are we going to the bar?” I asked Jay when we stepped out of the door, with it closing gently behind us, taking with it the scene still playing out. Those people in there were still going at it, stronger, with the submissive's moans getting louder by the minute.He shook his head. “There's something I need to take care of before we go home. I'll bring you here some other day.”My shoulders slumped, and a dull ache settled in my chest. Why did it feel like something had deflated inside me?I frowned. Wait a damned minute, why did I feel disappointed? I wasn't looking forward to goin

KIELANWhat were the chances that she would offer herself to me on a night when I was utterly frustrated, and I couldn't even get off by beating my cursed cock? It was getting harder to keep my hands to myself with her around, and I couldn't even seek other women out. My dick only knows how to respond to her presence. The damned traitor only stirs whenever she's close. I broke away from the kiss and stared down at her, my eyes taking in the beauty under me. Her honey-brown eyes were so dark that it seemed like I was staring into an abyss, one I wouldn't mind getting sucked into. Her beautiful silky hair pooled around her head, like a river of blood, and her lips seemed to match that look. If only she knew how seductive she was. “Are you going to stare at me all night, or would you take what I'm presenting to you?”The question snapped me out of my thoughts. Gulping, I leaned down to place a kiss on her lips before I trailed down, sucking hard on her jaw. She writhed under me, tryin

KIELANFor the first time in a long while, I woke up happy. Last night was my best night, by a shot, even though she tried to spoil it by reminding me this was only on limited time. I still had to win her over, to make her realize I was the only one for her, the best choice. I turned to look at her as she slept. Last night, after I took her to the bathroom and washed her, then tidied the bed, she refused to let me spoon her. I didn't feel so bad, since she was on the same bed. I was just lucky she didn't leave my room for hers after everything was done. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Her lips were partially open. Her hair spilled around her like a fiery halo, catching the light and shimmering with every movement. The gentle curve of her neck and the graceful arch of her eyebrows only added to her beauty. She was like a vision, a work of art that always took my breath away. I fell in love harder, each day I spent with her.I couldn't resist reaching towards her, to remove

KAELINI tossed the ball at the ceiling, watched it bounce off it before falling. I didn't catch. I let it fall, the small, tiny thing bouncing before it raced for the door. I watched it until it hit the wooden frame and almost bounced back, and repeated the action three times before it came to a stop. Only then did I turn to look at the man tied to the chair in the middle of my office. Jack stood next to him, his face pulled up in the familiar frown I was used to, arms folded and eyes narrowed to a slit, at the man who was trying to fight his way out of the confines.“So, what's his offence?” I asked, crossing my legs and placing both hands on my knee. Jack brought the man in two hours ago, looking like they had a squabble. The red-haired man seemed to have lost quite a chunk of hair and his front teeth. He seemed to have gotten the worst beating of his life.Jack didn't seem to hear my first question, so I asked again, my irritation creeping up. “So, what's his offence?” Despite my

For the next few days, we only saw each other in the morning when he drove me to the office, and at night when he brought me back. He always went away after bringing me home. When I tried to know where he always disappeared to, he would brush it off and ask me not to worry. As if I were worried about him. I was just suspicious. What if he was seeing someone else? He hadn't touched me since that night. I tried sleeping in his room two nights in a row, and only saw him in the morning when he returned from wherever he was, smelling like alcohol. “Do you have time tonight?" I asked the moment he killed the engine, waiting for me to get down. He looked at me frowned and asked, “Why? Is there any problem?”I shook my head, debating whether I should continue or just shrug it off. “You haven't been home during the night this past week, so I was hoping —”“You want me to spend the night at home? With you?”When you put it that way, I sounded like a second wife, pleading for the husband's t