My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

“No… no, I am not!” I cried out, my hands flying up to wrap around his wrist where he was holding my throat. Another heavy thrust hit me, and a long, shameless moan tore out of my mouth, my inner walls clenching down tight around his cock, “I don’t… I don’t do that!”

Raphael let out a dark, breathless chuckle. He let go of my throat and grabbed both of my wrists, pinning them flat against the mattress above my head, leaving my body completely open to him. He started thrusting faster, making me shake from head to toe.

“Yes, you fucking do,” he groaned out, his head dropping down to bite softly at the skin of my shoulder, making me whine, “Have you seriously not noticed it? You only act like this when you are alone with me”

He pulled out until the tip of his cock was barely touching my wet lips, then plunged back in with a deep force that made my toes curl.

“It’s like you hide from everyone else,” Raphael whispered fiercely against my lips, his dark eyes locked onto mine as he moved inside me over and over again, “But the second the door closes, the little mouse disappears. It’s like you are only your real, crazy self when you are alone with me. You only let me see the real Gianna.”

I lay pinned beneath his weight, my wrists held tight against the mattress above my head, my legs forced wide but suddenly, the noise faded away inside my ears.

A sudden realization cut straight through the thick fog of pleasure in my brain.

My chest heaved as I looked up into his face. He was right. Outside of this room, I was always on guard. I wore a mask every single day, playing the quiet, perfect girl so no one would look at me too closely, so no one would see the broken, ugly pieces inside me. I was terrified of what people would think, terrified of being judged, terrified of the past catching up to me.

But with Raphael… I didn’t hide. I mean I tried to hide, but I couldn’t.

Raphael’s hard face finally broke. A slow, dark smile curved his lips, his eyes gleaming with a wicked heat that made my heart stop. He let out a rough chuckle that vibrated deep inside his chest.

“Fuck, Gianna,” he whispered, “That is the hottest fucking thing a woman has ever said to me.”

The pride in his voice was massive. He looked down at me like I was a prize he had won, like the fact that he was the only man who could break my walls was the best thing he had ever heard.

“Open your mouth,” he said, “Because I’m going to cum deep in your throat for saying that.”

Before the words could even fully register in my brain, he gripped my hips and pulled his thick cock out of my hole. The sudden loss of his heat made me gasp, my inner walls clenching around nothing but empty air.