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And it’s the one command I can’t refuse. Knowing it’ll mean him holding my hand again is one thing. But hearing Ezekiel say anything out loud about my ‘cut’ just makes me feel wetter than a spring shower.
As I move towards him I can see the edge of his mouth twitch into a grin as his eyes move over me. Drawing me to him in a way that screams everything I’m not supposed to think about my new older step brother, let alone give me these feelings.
These needs.
He’s shifted his seat and faces me with his legs apart. One of his huge hands gripping his own thigh which he starts to gently pat. Making me thrill inside knowing just where he wants me to sit.
“Come on,” he croons once I’m closer, “I won’t bite… Let me see that little cut of yours.”
It’s as if he can see the effect of his words, only adding to his own excitement once it’s painfully clear to me he’s not trying to hide his true feelings anymore.
Or his giant erection that’s flush in line with his zipper. Bulging out so far I swallow hard just thinking about how big it is compared to me.
Compared to my other ‘little cut’ I know he’s really wanting to see. And not the one on my hand.
That little cut he’s gone and made so wet, so hot for the only thing I know is gonna make both of us feel better.
Chapter 9
Ezekiel
She could say no. She probably should.
But I think it’s safe to say we’re past all that in our minds. Our bodies know what needs to happen now, I’ve spelled it out for her that I want her in a way that no step brother should but this one definitely could.
Any sane man with eyes to see her incredible, once in a lifetime beauty would know he’d be a fool to pass her up. For any reason.
Especially one so trite as morality.
But she hasn’t said no. If anything I see her eyes flash and then darken with arousal every time I'm anywhere near her. My confessed need for her, my promise that I’ll have her. It only makes her more desirable when she doesn’t say no.
But she hasn’t exactly said yes either.
She moves over to me with a shivering step. The stiff peaks of her youthful nipples scratching at the fabric of her dress. The line of cleavage I already marked with my seed in her lotion still shining. Shimmering as she trembles with need.
She’s innocent, sure. But not stupid. Enough of a girl to still be in awe of an older man she’s more than just a little attracted to, but enough of a woman to know it’s her time.
I shift my hand from my thigh, reaching for her fingers that curl around mine once she’s close enough and gently pulling her down so she can sit herself on my knee, she shivers.
“Cold?” I tease her, tracing the blond hair back from her ear and shamelessly pressing my jaw against her silken neck. Feeling her body twist into me not away from me, she giggles.
“You know I’m far from cold, Ezekiel… That fire has me near boiling.”
Hearing her purr my name, I use both hands to pull her back onto me. The thick line of my arousal pressing hot and firm into the small of her back.
Giving both of us an instant sense of just how much of me there is to fit inside her sweet little body. She gasps loudly, resting both her hands on my forearms. Squeezing them gently, holding them where they are.
I don’t need to spell it out anymore. Her rump is already pressing back against what she wants. She can’t help but lift herself a little. Guiding her sweet little cleft up and down the ridge of my arousal as if it’s the only thing she needs. Now and forever.
“Show me your hand…” I rasp, annoyed when I notice the clean, expert job someone else has done at cleaning her cut and patching it up.
“Mama-” She starts to explain, but I cut her off.
“Only me from now on, Eve. Understand? Any time you need help or anything, with anything…” I growl, gripping her tighter until I force myself to relax.
She’ll learn. In time.
But I need to make sure she understands., That she does what she's told form now on. The risk of losing her to anyone else, even her own mother. And even for a second is too much for me to bear.
