All Chapters of Addicted to my Stepbrother : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

JULIAN It had been a week and life was good. I did my rounds the way I liked them, moving from bed to bed with the chart in my hand, checking vitals, asking the same questions, writing the same notes, and for seven days nobody looked at me like I was a problem. Enzo and I had gone back to the apartment and eaten and slept and gone to class and come home again, and the aunt and the packet and the slap had sat in the back of my head without climbing into the ward with me.I was halfway down the corridor outside 4B when I felt it. People were staring. Not the usual glance you get when you are late with a file. Full looking. A nurse by the station stopped talking when I passed. Two interns near the lift went quiet and then started again after I turned the corner. I kept walking because I still had three patients left and I told myself it was nothing, that I was tired, that I was imagining it.Alex came around the corner so fast he almost hit a trolley. He is never serious. He makes jokes

JULIAN He was still looking at me when I licked the last of it off my lip, and I stayed on my knees with my jaw aching and my jeans too tight, waiting to see what he would do with the rest of the night now that we were actually out. “Come here,” he said, voice wrecked. “Stand up. I want you in my mouth.” I stood. He pulled me in by the belt, kissed the taste of himself off my tongue, and got my jeans open with both hands. My cock sprang out already wet at the tip and he made a low sound and sat back on the couch and pulled me forward until I was standing between his knees. “Hold the back of the couch.” I did. He licked a stripe up the underside of my cock and then took me in, hot and wet, no teasing about it. I swore and my hips jerked and he pinned them with one hand and sucked me deeper, spit running down to my balls. “Enzo—fuck—” He pulled off just enough to talk, lips shiny. “You’ve been hard the whole time I was in your throat. I felt it. Now you’re going to stand there a

JULIAN We boarded in that same messy line we always made, the kind that never quite looked like other people because Marcus kept stopping to check the seat numbers on his phone like the plane might rearrange them if he blinked, Theo already had one earbud in and was arguing with Eros about window versus aisle even though none of us had picked the seats, Kai was telling Charlotte she packed too light and she was telling him right back that she packed exactly enough and he could carry his own extra bag if he was that worried, and Enzo held my boarding pass the whole time and only handed it over when the attendant actually asked for it.We found our row and Enzo took the window without discussion. I sat in the middle. Marcus dropped into the aisle seat across the walkway and turned around immediately.“If anybody throws up I am not holding hair,” he said.Theo didn’t even look up. “Nobody’s throwing up. Sit down.”Kai leaned over from the row behind. “Julian, you good? You look like you

JULIAN The music hit harder the second we were inside it, bass thumping through the sand under our feet while cheap lights swung off poles that looked like somebody had thrown them up an hour ago and prayed they would stay. Theo disappeared into the crowd like he had been born there. Eros cut a straight line for the bar. Kai said he was getting water first.Charlotte looked at all of us and said, “I am watching you like children, I swear to God.”Marcus cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted over the speaker, “If anybody buys a round they better not forget me!”Enzo’s fingers brushed the back of my hand again, then he turned to Kai about the house key, and I was still standing there with sand in my shoes and the plug sitting heavy inside me when a guy stepped into the space in front of me like he had been waiting for it.He was tall, dark hair wet at the ends like he had already been in the water, white shirt open too far down his chest, the kind of face that made people say y

JULIAN He didn’t take the toy out right away. He left it buzzing high while he dragged his mouth down my chest, licking the last of the cream off my stomach, then lower until his breath hit the head of my cock where it was leaking over the ring, and I jerked so hard the cuffs rattled.“Stay still.”I tried, but my thighs were shaking and my hole kept clenching around the toy like it could pull it deeper. Enzo wrapped his fingers around the base of my cock just above the ring and squeezed until I hissed.“You’re dripping,” he said. “Look at this mess. You danced with another man and now you’re leaking for me like a desperate little slut. Open your legs wider.”I did. He shoved my knees up and out until I was spread raw, blind, and exposed, then pulled the toy out slow enough that I felt every ridge leave me empty. The second it was gone I made a sound I hated. He laughed under his breath and pushed two fingers into me instead, curling them hard against that spot until my cock jumped a