All Chapters of My Sister's Boyfriend Shouldn't Know How I Ta$te : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A chill ran down my spine as I watched him stare back at me. My heart hammered. I forced down the saliva pooling on my tongue and bit my lip.I didn’t do anything wrong, right? I’m sure I didn’t. I found myself replaying every scene in my head since we arrived at the company. I hadn’t said or done anything to warrant a punishment, had I?My pussy throbbed at the thought of being punished by him. The image of his big, throbbing cock with veins standing out along the sides flashed through my mind, and I gulped again.Realizing I was getting hot over my own thoughts, I forced a smile. “Didn’t think you’d be here.” I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me.“Why? So you’d be out fucking some other guy?”I choked on his words.What the fuck is he talking about? And who is fucking who?I parted my lips to speak, but he beat me to it.“Didn’t he perform well enough to make you stay longer? I was expecting to see you in an hour,” he blurted.He was clearly pissed, but for some rea

I sat at the far end of the table, trying to relax under the weight of the gazes fixed on me. It felt as though everyone seated in the room had not come for work, but for me. That awareness settled over me like a second skin. I shifted against the chair, adjusted things that needed no adjusting. I closed my eyes, drew in a slow, deep breath, and opened them again. Kane sat at the centre of the room. Lisa was to his right, leaning in to whisper something I could not catch. All I knew was that Kane’s eyes never left me. He stared with an intensity that shut out everything else—the shifting glances, the quiet judgments moving around the table. I lowered my head, fighting to keep my composure. Unlike Kane, I panicked easily. Pressure never sat well with me. For him it seemed natural, effortless. Does he even notice the way people are staring at us? “Isn’t she the boss’s sister?” one of the women to my right whispered. It was meant to be private, spoken only for the person be

I wanted to pull away. God help me, I wanted to end this. But the heat curling deep in my stomach refused to let go. The vibration inside my pussy, the way my walls clenched around it, was far worse than running. It held me there, trapped in the storm I could no longer control. Even knowing the man before me was not Kane—even knowing it was Steve—I still kissed him with the desperate need to silence what raged inside me. “Bella!” Steve moaned against my mouth and tried to pull away. I grabbed his collar and dragged him back, deepening the kiss before he could escape. I would do anything to make him stay. Anything to satisfy this craving. “What are you… we can’t do this.” He tried again, voice rough. I spun him around and slammed his back against the wall. The impact forced a sharp gasp from his lips, leaving them parted. I took the opening and invaded his mouth, tasting every inch of him. He tasted sweet—a complete contrast to Kane’s intoxicating mint laced with danger.

I carried myself straight to the room, ignoring Melissa completely where she sat in the living room. My head was a mess. I was a complete mess.Getting tangled with Kane was already more than enough torture. I couldn’t possibly add Steve to it. What would that make me?I wasn’t a saint, but I wasn’t that terrible of a person either—not someone who just rolled around with men. That would only make Ralph’s idea of me true.My stomach twisted hard. The sudden urge to vomit hit me like a wave. I rushed into the bathroom, dropped to my knees before the toilet, and forced myself to heave. Nothing came out. Not even a thin string of bile.Then I remembered I hadn’t eaten since morning. Still, the thought of food made my throat close. I didn’t feel like eating.I pushed myself off the floor. Maybe I was just fatigued from everything pressing down on me. I walked back into the bedroom just as my phone began to ring.Without looking at the caller, I answered.Ralph’s voice slid through the spea

“Shall we?”His voice pulled me out of the haze. My eyelids felt heavy as I looked up at him. He was waiting for the single word that would let him carry me out of here and devour me. I saw the hunger in his eyes, the way he had been preying on me from the start. Looking back at him, I knew exactly what ran through his mind—the filthy, reckless things he wanted to do to me.“Sure.”Even that one word felt thick on my tongue. Exhaustion and alcohol had drained every last scrap of strength from me.He reached down to grab me. I lifted a hand and stopped him midair.“One thing.”His smooth brows furrowed slightly, but he didn’t ask.“No hotels,” I told him. “They’re disgusting and make me feel cheap.”“Fine.”He tried again to take hold of me. I stopped him once more.“What did I say?”The alcohol made me sound petty and helpless, but I needed to be sure he had heard me.He smiled. “No hotels.”I nodded and finally let him help me to my feet. I felt too heavy. My legs could barely keep u