My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 389

Chapter 389

“I’m going to bite you right here,” I whispered, my teeth brushing against his jawline to show him exactly what 1 meant, “I want to leave my marks all over your chest so you can’t forget me.”

My hand didn’t stop. I slid my palm lower, moving past his ribs to the hard, deep lines of his washboard abs. I let my fingers follow every single dip and carved groove in his stomach.

“Then I am going to use my tongue,” I said, “I will trace every single line down your stomach, following the heat until I reach the very bottom.”

Raphael let out a grunt, his grip on the ribbon tightening just enough to make my heart race.

I sank down slightly, my knees bending as I dropped my hand lower, past the waistband of his black pants. I reached out and cupped the length of his hard dick through the fabric, feeling the intense, burning heat of him radiating right into my palm. I squeezed him gently, making him slightly jump against the desk.

“And then,” I whispered, looking up at him through my eyelashes, “I am going to drop to my knees, and I will worship this all night long until you can’t even remember your own name.”

I smiled as the words left my lips. I let the heat flare in my eyes. I acted like it was normal. I acted like my world hadn’t just smashed into pieces inside that dark closet only twenty minutes ago. I acted like the word “friend” hadn’t left a bleeding hole right in the center of my ribs.

I simply… acted. I was the perfect actress, putting on the greatest show of my life just to keep him from seeing how much I was actually drowning inside.

“The hunt is about to start, my little virgin,” he whispered in my ear.

A thick lump formed in my throat. I swallowed hard, my eyes glued to the dark trees on the screen, “Yeah…”

“It’s not gonna be our usual thing tonight, Gianna,” he whispered, his hands sliding up my sides. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder blades from behind, locking me into his hold and keeping my body crushed completely flat against his, “It’s gonna be different.”

I felt the sudden shift in him, “Different how?”

He leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of my neck right where the pink ribbon sat, “Because I’m going to hunt you,” he whispered against my skin, sending a wild, electric shiver straight down to my thighs, And then I’m going to eat you alive. Once you step foot into those woods, Gianna, you lose your voice. You cannot tell me no for a single thing I do to your body. That is the ultimate rule of the Hunt. The prey doesn’t get a choice. The prey just gets to be… the prey. You will belong to me, every single part of you.”