My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

“What about you Dabby?” She asked again purposely, just to get everyone talking. I had never told her my true feelings towards her marriage with Mr. Anderson though.

“I don’t think it is bad. I mean, what you want solely matters,” I responded with a modest smile, so that Damien’s manner of answering wouldn’t make it more awkward, “The vacation is a brilliant idea though. I love it here.”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes it is.”

We continued dining till the sky had turned dark, and mum looked so filled already. She seemed a little tipsy since she had been drinking, same as Mr. Anderson who looked tired already. He seemed to have a lot on his mind too.

I didn’t look at Damien as much as I wanted to throughout, but I knew he had been drinking a lot instead of eating. I stood up and started packing the table clean carefully, knowing well that I will be left to do it after everyone departed inside.

“I’ll go take my second shower. I think I’m seeing things already,” mum announced loudly on the table, and stood up immediately. She turned to leave after blowing a kiss in the air, and staggered away from our sight, so I feared that she would fall.

Mr. Anderson stood up after her, and held her in the arm so that she would not fall for real. He looked like he was still in a better state than she.

As I continued to clear the table, I was careful enough not to touch anywhere around Damien. I snuck a look at his face once, and rather than getting drunk or even tipsy like others, he was sober with clear eyes. He was still drinking, while I was cleaning.

I made sure to hasten up in a few minutes, and was done with packing everything that we had used to eat. After I was done, I took them all into the car and placed them in the booth. When I came back, Damien wasn’t there again.

I wanted to go inside the house since it seemed like everyone was probably ready to go to sleep, but I changed my mind and decided to tour around the vacation home and explore its depth. The construction of the place looked so beautiful and surreal, and every depth of it was mesmerizing.

For a moment, I bothered about Damien and wondered where he could be. He had not talked to anyone since, or even smiled. A few minutes ago, he was drinking.

I decided to swallow my pride to find him, and act like nothing happened since that seemed to be the situation already. And with that thought, I stood up from where I was sitting before and turned, only to see a figure sprawled upon something at a distance, right from where I stood.

I made my way to where he was lying down, and he seemed to be asleep with his eyes closely shut. Gazing at him from that angle made him look even mesmerizing, even with the fact that he was sleeping.

‘Gosh, how could one be this good looking?’

I bent my head lower than before to look at his face at a closer pace, and his lips looked so tempting to press mine on. For a second, I considered doing it as I brought my lips close to him with the conviction that he would not know. But then again, I froze when our lips were just two inches apart.

‘You will be crazy to do this again. He does not even acknowledge the first one and acts like nothing happened.’ My head jacked up immediately at the thought, but the unthinkable happened.

Damien’s eyes flashed open, and his right hand pulled my head closer to him as our lips crashed. His lips were warm and soft as they met mine, and I parted my lips slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

He sucked on my lips so smoothly, as I tried my best to keep up with it. I just went with his flow and tried to kiss back, in the way that I had seen them do in the movies I watched. His hands slipped down the smooth curve of my sidr to rest on my hips, as he drew me closer while I was still standing.

Suddenly, he sat up without breaking from the kiss, and swerved me over from my standing position over his laps. My heart was beating so wildly as that happened, that I could only take little sips of breath.

Both of his hands wrapped warmly around my waist this time, and pulled me closer to him even more as our bodies pressed together heatedly. I was breathing heavily as our lips exploded together, and could taste our shared breath alongside the thud of our combined heartbeat.

I didn’t believe myself when I let out a moan the moment he bit on my lips, and worked something crazy from my earlobe down to my neck. Everything he was doing to me, made me grind my hips slowly against him and want him more. I knew something had changed in me, and it was really bad.

His hand slowly yanked off my top as she broke from the kiss, and I was left in the designer bra top that I was wearing. It made me nervous, that I lost my breath, because I had never been in front of a guy in that manner. Yet, I was allowing my stepbrother to see me that way.

“Beautiful,” he muttered slowly, and kissed my neck immediately. His hand was rubbing slowly against my back as we continued kissing again, and slowly slipped under the thin line of my bra stopper.

His hands were about to move to the side of my body, and he stopped abruptly by withdrawing his hands. He looked at me with those crazy eyes, and I was a little disappointed, “We shouldn’t do this, should we?”