Off-limits: My One-Night Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I let out a breath the second I heard my door click shut. The sound of her footsteps had faded. The laptop screen was still open. Same email, same words staring back at me. I tried to focus. Couldn’t. Her voice was still in my head. The way she said my name. Low, wrecked. Fuck. I hadn’t planned for it to go that far. The vibrator was supposed to be for fun. Self satisfaction .Control. Make her squirm enough to know never to make a bet with me or think she could win me at anything and be done with it. But then she arched into it, hands gripping me like I was the only thing keeping her upright, and something in me snapped. For about ten seconds I wanted to throw the whole plan out. My hands were already moving before my brain caught up. Up her shirt, over her stomach, like I had the right to touch her there. Like I could. And God, I wanted to. More than I should. More than I ever had for anyone. That’s what pissed me off most. I’ve never been close to losing control like

*Ariana's Pov* "Ohhh," she said, drawing it out, eyes gleaming like she’d just cracked open a secret.“So you do know him.” “Worse,” I muttered, digging my fingers into the sand. “I live with him.” Scarlett’s eyes went wide, then she let out a low whistle. “Oh shit. You’re the new stepsister?” I exhaled through my nose, leaning back on my elbows like that would make the words sit easier. “Guilty as charged.” Her grin sharpened. “No wonder you’ve been avoiding the water. Didn’t want him catching you checking him out?” “I wasn’t—” I cut myself off, because arguing would only make it worse. My cheeks were already betraying me. “It’s not like that.” "Sure, if you say so," She said, waving it off with a grin. "But anyways, your stepbrother is freaken hot." Before I could answer, footsteps hit the sand fast. The guy from before ran up, dropped to one knee in front of Scarlett, and pulled her into a kiss. It wasn’t quick or sloppy. His hand came up to cup her jaw, thumb

_Kian's pov_I pulled into the driveway, the tires crunching over wet gravel as the rain finally started to ease.Neither of us spoke.I killed the engine.Ariana was out of the car before I could even reach for the keys.She muttered a quick, “Goodnight,” without looking at me and hurried toward the house.I watched her disappear inside before grabbing our bags and following.She took the stairs two at a time, heading straight for her room.I didn’t stop her.I went to mine.The shower was hotter than necessary, but it helped wash off the saltwater and clear my head. By the time I changed into a black T-shirt and sweatpants, the house was quiet again.Downstairs, dinner was already set out.I ate while answering a few messages, expecting Ariana to stay locked in her room for the rest of the night.I didn't expect her to come down considering the fact our parents weren't around and I was her least favorite person.Thirty minutes passed.Then footsteps sounded on the stairs.I looked u

Kian’s POVThe words pulled a quiet smirk out of me.“Really?” I asked, pushing off the counter.I took a slow step closer.Then another.Ariana stayed exactly where she was, coffee mug held between both hands like it was the only thing grounding her right now.Interesting.Because Ariana never got nervous around people.Annoyed? Constantly.Defensive? Always.But nervous?That was new.“Yeah,” she said softly.Her eyes dropped immediately.Not to my face.To my chest.My smirk deepened.“You know,” I said lazily, “usually when people accuse someone of staring, they actually look the person in the eye.”Color climbed slowly into her cheeks.“I am looking at you.”“Mhm.” I leaned one shoulder against the counter beside her. “Just not very high up.”“Oh my God.” A quiet laugh left me before I could stop it.She rolled her eyes, but the grip she had on the mug tightened slightly.Nervous.Definitely nervous.“You’re weird today,” I said.That got her attention.Her eyes snapped up to min

Ariana's Pov The guy’s hand settled lightly against my waist as he led me toward the dance floor.Not pushy.Not awkward either.Just confident enough that I didn’t immediately regret saying yes.The music was slower here, heavier bass vibrating softly through the floor while lights flashed dim gold and blue across the crowd.“I’m Mason, by the way,” he said once we found a spot between everyone else dancing.“Ariana.”“Pretty name.”I smiled politely.His hand shifted slightly against my waist as we moved with the music, not enough to make me uncomfortable, just enough to guide me closer whenever the crowd bumped into us.“So,” he said, tilting his head slightly, “you know Scarlett?”“Met her recently actually.”“And she already threw you into this chaos?” He laughed softly. “Brave.”“She didn’t exactly give me a choice.”“That sounds like Scarlett.”I laughed a little at that.He was easy to talk to.Cute too.His attention stayed completely on me while we danced, asking small ques