All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Lust : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NINA’S POVThe morning after betrayal always stings. Cold coffee, harsh winds and hands that won’t stop shaking.I thought my heart was already broken, but apparently it still had room to bruise.When you’ve already lost the person you loved, it’s dangerously easy to stop protecting yourself.So I don’t change my clothes. I don’t brush my teeth.The day finds me curled in bed writing in my diary, and by night I sit at my balcony staring at the stars.My mind wanders to Harper. We loved each other like sisters. At what point did she start making sex tapes with my man?I don’t care about the onlyfans. Hell, I admire the slick bodies of the artists there. But to have my own boyfriend…ex.My nails dig into my wrist, and I stifle a whimper as pain sears through my hand.I need a distraction. Fast.Leaning against the railing, I look down at the sea of humans swarming around, rushing home to their families and lovers while I stand here all alone. How unfair…I slink back into my room and th

NINA'S POVI wake with an ache in my head and a dull throbbing between my thighs.I must be ovulating. Surely I'm not thinking about Cassian fucking Cross.But my body is. It remembers everything, and it doesn't fail to remind me that I want—no—need more of it. Of him.I was dreaming of him again. Why wouldn't I? His scent lingers in my nose like a wicked promise. I shouldn't have followed him into his secret room. I definitely shouldn't have hugged him.But I did.Now I can't stop thinking about the taut muscles of his chest pressing against mine.I took a shower when I got home, and I wished more than anything that I could rinse out my brain.Am I thinking about him so much because I hate him? This twitch in my thighs doesn't feel like hate.I turn on my stomach and press my face into my pillow, groaning loudly.He's off limits, Nina. He made that perfectly clear.I just need a distraction.I roll off the bed, ignoring my hard nipples rubbing against my cotton shirt.I stroll into t

NINA'S POVI hate him so much!I swore to never let him rule my mind, so why does my body keep replaying his touch like a confession I'm too proud to make?He didn’t touch me, and yet my body feels like it already belongs to him. It always did. Ever since I walked into his home, this fucking desire has swallowed me whole.I should regret how badly I want him, but regret requires shame, and I have none left. Not with the slick wetness soaking through my panties.The air is thick with my longing and his victory and I just sit there, back aching, thighs twitching.I wanted to kick back. To prove that I cannot be controlled, but all I've done is show him just how much I can melt for him. This taken man with danger dancing in his eyes.I press my thighs together and turn my gaze to the streets as the wind billows through my hair.Vegas. The city of lights and casinos and sin. And I'm here with this man who can't seem to get his hands off me.The car pulls to a stop in front of a towering b

NINA'S POVIf hell is real, then I already signed up when I went on my knees and took my stepbrother’s cum in my throat.My body is still trembling, my lips swollen, and I know without fear or shame that I would do it again.My clit had ached with need, but I didn't let him touch me. Not even when his tongue marked my neck and his fingers brushed my nipples.I may have given in to my dark desires, but I didn't sign up to be his slut, no matter how much my body wanted it.I played his game, and I won. No matter how badly my hands had trembled. No matter how sweaty they are now.I didn’t do this for him. I did it to remind myself who still had control.Now we're back to being assistant and boss, and I'm standing before the vanity mirror in a white robe while his eyes follow me like I'm prey.If there's anything I know about Cassian Cross, it's that he's a sore loser. He will get his revenge, and God help me…my clit throbs at the thought.I have to focus, but how can I? I still taste him

CASSIAN'S POVEvery minute Nina is gone feels deliberate, and I don’t like not knowing what—or who—has her attention.“Earth to Cross.” He snaps his finger close to my face. Too close.I lean back.“What's your final offer?”“Sixteen percent off. And I'm being generous here.” He sips his drink, as if he didn't just spill his seed in that broad’s throat right in front of me.“That's…” unfair. Unacceptable.Focus, Cassian.I can't.“C'mon. Let's get this over with.” He sighs.He fills a glass and holds it out to me, but my gaze is fixed on the empty seat beside me—and the woman who should be in it.“How about we just shake on it, eh?” There's an edge to his voice now.The nerve of this man to be impatient after I sat there watching him face fuck his eager slut.Fuck this.Nina has been gone too long, and I don’t miss things like this. Not when a deal and my sanity are both on the line.I slide off my seat and stalk towards the bathroom, ignoring the voice asking where the hell I'm going