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Christian looks up and sighs before walking around the desk and standing in front of me, as I turn to lean back against the cool wood.
“Not straight away. I want the word to get out that you are under our protection and what will happen if anyone tries to harm you.” He looks at me and I can see him trying to work out what I’m thinking. “Did what you saw today scare you?” he asks. I slowly shake my head. “Then what’s going on in that head of yours? You’ve been quiet since it happened,” Christian asks as he looks me in the eye.
“You called me yours,” I whisper.
“Sweetheart, is that what upset you?” Christian runs his knuckle over my cheek as he looks deep into my eyes. I slowly shake my head not wanting his hand to leave my face.
“I’m not upset.”
“Then what?” he asks as his head cocks to one side.
“It confused me,” I whisper stopping myself from leaning further into his touch.
“Why?”
I swear Christian moves closer to me and my breath catches for a second.
“Because I liked the idea of being yours,” I finally admit quietly. My heart’s racing, I never planned on the guys knowing how I feel about them, but here I am admitting to another of my stepbrothers that I feel more than I should.
“And you like the idea of being Jason’s too?” Christian asks. I nod slowly, unable to find my voice. “Good, because you might have cum on Jason’s hand last night, but you don’t just belong to him.”
I gasp, shocked that Jason would tell him what we did but there is also a part of me that likes that he knows. I know it shouldn’t, but it stokes the fire that’s been burning slowly within me since Jason mentioned Christian disciplining me.
I stare into Christian’s eyes for a moment as they darken. He leans forward as if to whisper in my ear, bracing his hands on the edge of the desk, he traps me in his arms.
“Did you like the fact that I made a man bleed for disrespecting you?” Christian whispers as his lips brush against my ear. I nod as I close my eyes and my toes curl into the soft carpet. His scent overwhelms my already stimulated senses as every nerve in my body seems to come alive in his proximity. “I need you to say the words, sweetheart. Always use your words with me,” Christian demands as his lips brush my neck causing me to grip the desk for support.
“Yes,” I gasp as his lips brush against my skin again leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
“Good, because I will gutanyonewho disrespects you.” My whole body comes alive as Christian’s lips crash into mine.
Unable to hold back I throw my arms around his neck as he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me tightly against him. I can feel him everywhere as His tongue forces its way into my mouth and the kiss deepens. He takes what he wants from me and I am powerless to stop him, even if I wanted to. He’s right, him making Sam bleed for upsetting me did turn me on, does that mean there’s something wrong with me? Right now, I don’t care.
Christian breaks the kiss and steps back from me.
“Undo your jeans.”
I obey instantly, which causes a smug smile to appear on his face.
“Now take them off, I want to see that tight pussy.”
I quickly take them off leaving me completely naked from the waist down. A tiny voice in my head is telling me this is wrong; I shouldn’t be giving myself to him so easily. But I’m too drunk on him. I need him. I’ve always needed him.
“Good girl,” he whispers, the praise causes my stomach to tighten as I start to throb between my legs, desperately needing him to touch me. He grips my hips and lifts me with ease before placing me on the edge of the desk.
“Spread your legs and let me see you,” Christian growls as his eyes darken further whilst he shrugs off his suit jacket. For a second I’m very aware that it’s Christian, my stepbrother, asking for access to my dripping wet pussy. I obviously take too long as Christian looks at me with that one arch brow as he starts taking off his tie. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Do as you are told.”
I instantly open my legs, making Christian smile before he looks down at me.
“It’s more perfect than I ever imagined,” he whispers to himself as he devours me with his eyes.I’m on fire waiting for him to touch me, to do something, anything. Instead, he slowly unbuttons his cuffs and starts rolling them. It’s like he's deliberately slowing every move to tease me to the point of despair until I'm willing to beg for his hands on my body."Christian, please," I plead as my core aches to be touched. I swear I could cum from the way he’s looking at me alone.
“Please what, baby girl?” he asks as he steps forward. Closing the gap between us a little.
“Touch me,” I beg as I bite my lip. Christian steps forward so he’s between my legs.
“Like this?” he whispers against my mouth as he runs a finger through my pussy lips, making me moan out loud. When he does it a second time my eyes close and my head rolls back.
“You’re so wet already, so responsive, I need to taste you.”
