All Chapters of OOPS! I SENT IT TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER !: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW. Forgive me, Father Theo, for I have gazed upon sin; and eyes are the window to hell….I fear I am on my way to damnation. I stared at Damien, transfixed by his heated, dark stare at me as his eyes ran over my body with a vicious smirk before he released that same long tongue that left me spiralling in my dreams, to lick his upper lip. He smiled again, this time, showing his perfectly white teeth as the girl between his legs gagged while he grabbed a harsh hold of her hair, and started pounding into her mouth….all without taking eye contact away from me even once. I gulped, my eyes wide as the hairs on my neck and arms pricked up; I wanted to look away…. as a matter of fact, the right thing to do was looking away. But for some reason, I watched as he fucked her mouth without any care. His eyes were on me the entire time as the pupils dilated, probably because he would cum soon. All I could hear as the music in my soul dulled was the sound of something ringing… h

DAMIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.I watched her full blonde hair bounce with each step she took as she walked out, her hands covering her face as she sobbed loudly, running out of the club. There was a strange tightness in my chest I didn’t understand….it felt…weird, but I didn’t let it fester. There was also a sick sense of pride and joy as I watched Asher’s face contort into a scowl.“This is what it felt like years ago, you know.” I chuckled, finally grabbing a pair of pants to put on before walking over to him so I stared him down. “Years ago, I stood in the same spot as you, feeling the same way while you got everyone to pity you….pathetic….as always.” Asher stepped even closer, his lips in a thin line as he glared.“She has nothing to do with this, Damien….keep her out of this.” He said, his tone commanding.“With this reaction from you?” I tsked with a chuckle. “Never, dear old friend…..Nora is nothing but a weapon I will fashion against you. I will use her, break her, and mold her into e

NORA’S POINT OF VIEWTHREE DAYS LATER.Tattooed hands made their way up past my hips, caressing torturously slow until they got to my breasts. The hands grabbed angrily at them, pulling and tugging on my nipples in a way that made my panties dampen. I gasped, eyes rolling to the back of my head.Suddenly, the right hand travelled lower until it stopped at my panties. Before I could ask why they stopped, the hands slipped my panties right to the side, and rubbed slowly on the lips. I arched my back with a loud moan, the dark room dimly lit by the small candle flickering in the corner.“Please..” I begged, and the fingers slipped inside, pushing through my wetness as the thumb played with my swollen clit. The sound of my wetness mixed with my moans filled the room immediately. I do not know if it's because it’s been so long, but instantly, I felt my orgasm pushing fiercely, making my toes curl.Burying my face into the pillow, I muffled my scream of ecstasy as my pussy walls clamped arou

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW. ‘Just keep quiet, Nora. No matter what, do not utter a word with the guy.’ Those are the words I repeat like a mantra with each step towards Damien’s black death machine. My feet come to a halt the moment I see it. “No way.” I gasp, turning to the ever-smiling dark lord. “The only way I will get on that contraption is if I’m bound and gagged.” I hissed, but the crazy guy only smirked. “What?” “Would you like that?” He wiggles his brows. “To be bound and gagged?” My words get caught in my throat from the suddenness…..I can only keep my mouth hanging open like a fish out of water. “I-I……that wasn’t the point.” I turned away, my cheeks flaming at the image of him in the club naked while those girls….no….I cannot dwell on that. “It’s a motorcycle, Nora. Not a guillotine.” He chuckles, grabbing a black helmet before swinging a leather-clad leg over it. Once he had it on, he turned to me again so I could see those magnetic eyes. He loked entitely too comfo

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW. One night. Those two words felt like a physical weight pressing down on my chest. Damien held onto me, his arms wrapped around my waist, just skimming to my butt. I swallowed, looking into his dark eyes that felt green. My mind was swirling with each second that passed. Asher was clear about his instructions….if he found out I’d spent one hour, talk less of one day with Damien….he would be hurt. He’d look at me with that disappointed glare that left me feeling guilty all through the week. He still had not forgiven me…saying yes to Damien would be wrong, right? At the same time, I remembered everything. How Asher always took Lydia’s side, how he fought for me, humiliated me for her, left me hanging whenever she called him. He was like her dog, always ignoring my presence for someone who did not give two shits about him. I swallowed again, wondering what the worst could be. For once, I could choose myself. I could damn Asher, my crush for him, and his feeling