All Chapters of Pleasured By My Elder Brother: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Then he was kissing her pussy again, his tongue fucking into her while his thumb rubbed her clit in slow circles.Lyra's orgasm built rapidly, the combination of his mouth and his hands pushing her toward the edge."I'm going to come," she gasped, her hands pulling at his hair. "Damien, I'm so close....""Not yet," he said, pulling away and replacing his mouth with his hand. "I want to feel you come on my tongue, but not yet. I want to savor this. I want to make it last."He continued to touch her, his fingers stroking slowly, keeping her on the edge but not allowing her to fall over it.It was exquisite torture.Lyra was writhing on the bed, her hips moving desperately, trying to achieve the friction she needed."Please," she begged. "Please let me come. I need it. I need...""Tell me something first," Damien said, his voice dark and possessive. "Tell me that you belong to me. Tell me that last night's conversation with Karla doesn't change anything. Tell me that you're mine and no o

Lyra felt like she was walking to her own execution as she climbed the steps to the family home.Her parents were waiting in the study, both looking grave and concerned."Lyra, darling, sit down," her mother said, gesturing to the chair across from them.Lyra sat, her heart pounding in her chest."We need to talk to you about your relationship with Damien," her father said, his voice careful and measured.Lyra's stomach twisted."What about it?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady."Karla came to us with some... concerns," Isabelle said gently. "She mentioned that you and Damien have been spending a great deal of time together. That you're living at his penthouse. That the nature of your relationship seems... unusual.""Unusual how?" Lyra asked, forcing herself to meet her mother's eyes."She suggested that the relationship between you and Damien might be more than sibling affection," Victor said bluntly. "She was very careful about how she phrased it, but her implication was c

Lyra obeyed, and as she exhaled, he began to insert the vibrator slowly.But he didn't just push it in and pull his hand away. Instead, he kept it there, his hand wrapping around the toy, sliding it in and out slowly, deliberately, creating a sensation that was absolutely maddening."Oh God," Lyra gasped, her head tilting back against the seat."That's right," Damien murmured, continuing his slow, deliberate stroking with the vibrator. "Let yourself feel it. Feel how it fills you. Feel how it reminds you that I'm inside you, even when I'm not."He leaned down and kissed her, his mouth claiming hers as he continued to work the vibrator in and out of her pussy.The kiss was possessive and deep, his tongue exploring her mouth with the same deliberate intensity that his hand was exploring her body.When he finally pulled back from the kiss, they were both breathing heavily.He continued to slide the vibrator in and out, in and out, building her arousal even higher.Lyra's hands gripped hi

"Was I?" he asked, and there was a bitter edge to his voice now. "Or was I just building something that was destined to fail the moment I decided to pursue you?""What do you mean?" Lyra asked, though she had a terrible feeling she already knew the answer."I mean that someone...and I have a very good idea who, has systematically destroyed every business relationship I have," Julian said, his voice cold now. "My major collectors have all pulled out. Museums have canceled acquisitions. Galleries that were willing to work with me suddenly aren't taking my calls. It's like I've been blacklisted from the entire art world."Lyra's heart was pounding."Julian, I....""I'm not calling to blame you," he interrupted. "I'm calling to tell you that I understand the message. I understand that your protective older brother doesn't like competition. I understand that I made a mistake when I decided to pursue you despite knowing there was someone else.""I'm sorry," Lyra said quietly. "I didn't ask

At the same time, Isabelle reached out and touched Lyra's head, her palm cool against Lyra's flushed forehead."You've been like this for a while now, Lyra," Isabelle said, her voice taking on that worried maternal tone that made Lyra's heart ache with guilt. "Always on edge. Always burning up. Your skin is so warm. Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor? Maybe you're coming down with something?"The vibrator was still buzzing inside her, a constant, maddening stimulation that made it nearly impossible to think straight, let alone respond coherently to her mother's concern."I'm fine," Lyra managed to say, her voice slightly strained. "Really, Mom. I'm just... it's been a long day. The opening, the stress, the excitement. I'm fine."But even as she said it, she could see the doubt in her mother's eyes.Isabelle studied her face for a long moment, her expression shifting between concern and something else, something like suspicion, though Lyra couldn't be sure."If you say so, dar