All Chapters of Off-limits: My One-Night Stepbrother : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kian’s POV “Hey…” Serena’s voice pulled me out of my head. I blinked, realizing I’d been staring at nothing while she held up another dress. “What?” I asked. “I was asking what you think about this one, but you seem pretty far off. Are you tired or…” Her expression softened. “Didn’t you want to come with me?” We both knew that wasn’t it. I rubbed the back of my neck. “I had a long day. I’m just tired. The dress is fine. Honestly, you’d look good in anything.” “Really?” She smiled, the kind that almost reached her eyes. “So you’d like me in any dress?” “Mmh.” I gave a short nod and started walking again, but she wasn’t done. “So tell me, Kian… all these years, did you miss me? I know we barely kept in touch because life got busy, but I’m back now.” “Yeah… you are.” That was all I gave her. I pointed at another rack. “That one will look good on you.” “Ohhh, yeah.” She walked over to grab it, clearly pleased. The whole time we moved through the mall, my mind was somewhere els

Ariana' Pov I woke up slowly the next morning, stretching out under the sheets with a lazy groan. My body felt sore in that deep, satisfying way — a reminder of everything Kian had done to me last night. Sunlight was already spilling through the cotton curtains, warm and bright, letting me know I’d slept in longer than usual. Kian was gone. The spot beside me was cool, like he’d left a while ago. I pushed the blanket down and realized I was back in my nightgown. He must have slipped it back on me after I passed out. The thought made me smile a little, soft and private. His words from last night kept echoing in my head — *I’m never letting you go.* Somehow, that promise made the whole Serena thing feel a little less heavy. Not gone, but… manageable. I got up, stretched my arms overhead, and walked into the bathroom for a quick bath. The warm water felt nice, but it didn’t wash away the tiredness like I hoped. My muscles still ached, and my mind felt foggy. After drying off, I decid

Arianna’s POV The drive back to her place was awfully quiet. Neither of us said much. The radio played low in the background, but it didn’t fill the heavy silence between us. When we finally stepped inside her living room, I couldn’t stop watching her. Scarlett moved around clearing the table, picking up random mugs and plates like she needed something to do with her hands. A couple of tears slipped down her cheeks anyway. She didn’t even bother wiping them away. “God, Ariana… don’t look at me like that,” she said, trying for a laugh but it came out all shaky. I smiled softly. “I know you want to be hugged.” “Yep, I do.” She let out a watery breath. “Well this time I think I *really* want to be hugged by you so bad. You’ve officially succeeded in making me crave a hug. Who knew the day would come… me, a hug person.” “And me,” I said gently, “the only person that managed to make it happen.” I walked over to the two-seater couch, folded my legs under me, and opened my arms. “Come

Kian’s POV “Ariana, are you there?” Mum’s voice came through the door. Arianna’s eyes widened. “Yes Mum, I’m coming!” she called back quickly. She ran to the door, opened it just enough to slip out, and shut it behind her without another word. That was pretty much the last real moment we had together for the rest of the week. Everything turned chaotic after that. Work piled up like crazy — meetings, reports, deals that needed closing. On top of that, Serena got really homesick. Like, properly sick. She barely ate, looked pale most days, and kept complaining of fever and cold. A doctor had come to check on her though but I ended up spending most of my free time by her side, trying to keep her company, talking her through it, making sure she was okay. The house didn’t help either. Everyone kept popping in at the worst moments. Mum checking on Serena, Dad asking about work, staff walking in and out like they owned the place. It felt like we could never catch a break. By the

Arianna’s POV We stayed like that for a few minutes, both of us breathing hard, trying to catch our breath. My jaw ached, my throat felt raw, and my pussy was still throbbing from my orgasm. Kian looked down at me, his hand gently raising my chin. There was something almost admiring in the way he stared at my messy face — tear-streaked, lips swollen, spit and cum on my chin. “Come on,” he said, voice low and rough. “Stand up. Get on the bed. Stay on all fours. The fun’s just getting started.” I managed to push myself up on shaky legs and climbed onto the bed. I got on all fours like he told me, knees still trembling from everything he’d already done to me. The bed dipped as he climbed on behind me. I could feel the heat of his body, the thick head of his cock brushing against my soaked entrance. A needy little moan slipped out of me before I could stop it. I didn’t get any warning. He thrusted deep inside me in one hard stroke, filling me completely. My knees buckled, almost coll