Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305

I clenched around him, the pleasure twisting through my belly.

I moaned.

I could feel his arousal so hard and thick beneath me, pressed against my lower back, and it pulsed with the same desperate rhythm pounding in my veins.

My head rolled against his chest as I gasped. “Kes…”

“Yes, baby,” He replied in a gruff voice, “You like that?” He asked as he dipped his finger into my entrance again.

And again. And again, building the tension so high I thought I might cry until I was a trembling mess.

He paused and dipped a second finger, working me open for his pleasure.

His other arm curled tighter around my waist, anchoring me to him as he gradually increased the pace of his thrust. My thighs trembled in the water, making little ripples lap up around us.

“Kester–God- My head tipped back against his ‘shoulder, “Please…

“Shhhh…” He hushed, his tongue grazing the side of my neck, “Shh… Don’t.moan, baby.”

This was insane.

He shouldn’t get to do that… Push me to the edge of insanity and ask me not to moan.

I did my best to hold it in. But the ecstasy was maddening. The way my wetness mixed with the water in the tub, with his fingers making those squishy sex sounds as they met with my slick center, made me almost lose my mind.

“Kest–ah–don’t stop- I gasped, hands gripping the edge of the tub. “Please, don’t stop-

And just like that, he stopped.

His fingers slowly slipped out of me, and the absence was like a sting. My breath stuttered as I twisted my head, my eyes wide and glassy from the brink he’d pulled me back from. I looked up at him with disbelief and desperation aching in my gaze.

“Why did you stop?” I asked.

His mouth curled into a slow, wicked smirk. His green eyes, still so soft and tender around the edges, had darkened now with

dominance.

“Because you moaned,” he said simply. “And I told you not to.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but he didn’t let me. Before a sound could leave my lips, his two fingers slid back in so deep, curling them just right, and my back bowed in response.

1. me. He pushed

“Don’t,” he whispered near my ear, his lips brushing the shell of it. His hand tightened just enough on my jaw to make me hold still.

“If you moan again, stop. I’ll leave you shaking and soaked, begging like a ruined little thing.”

I swallowed hard, nodding without thinking.

God, I couldn’t breathe.

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Chapter 305

“You’ll sit here and take every fucking second of what I give you like good girl without a cry, not even a whimper. You don’t get to scream unless I say so. I want to see you unravel without a sound. Understood?”

He began thrusting into me wit an unholiness that made my vision blur.

“Good girl,” he rasped, his fingers thrusting deeper now, angling just so. “Feel how wet you are for me? You’re drenched. So soaked. I could fuck you with my fist, and you’d still beg for more, wouldn’t you?”

His thumb dragged up intentionally slow, circling that aching little knot of nerves with featherlight touches. Over and over. Just enough to taunt me.

My thighs quaked, my core spasmed around his fingers, and I blinked hard as the pressure threatened to undo me.

“Good,” he murmured. “Taking it so well, huh? Look at you.” His voice didn’t sound human anymore. He was tethering at the edge, just holding on to what little sanity he had left in him.

“You’re doing so good,” he whispered. “Almost there, aren’t you? I can feel it. You’re so tight–so wet for me, baby.”