Chapter 173
KESTER.
I was spent. My cock still tingled at the tip, sensitive from the two times I had already
taken her tonight. And gods, I wanted more.
I had dragged Kasmine into the woods twice to fuck her. Fuck, she was like an addiction.
I had to bring both of them back home before I’d be tempted to take her a third time. She was drunk, and it was so intoxicating fucking her in that state.
Thankfully, June was still awake, so I didn’t have to waste time worrying about how she’d get home. That meant I could focus entirely on Kasmine.
I carried her inside, laying her down carefully on the bed, watching as she shifted slightly but didn’t stir. She was completely out of it. If I touched her now, if I pressed my lips to her throat, my fingers between her thighs, my cock into her pussy, she wouldn’t resist. She wouldn’t stop me. And fuck, how it made my cock strain with need.
But as much as I wanted to sink into her one more time, I knew I needed to stop.
Such a baby.
She’d made a mess at the bonfire, puking all over the place. I had to bathe her, get her cleaned up, change her dress before tucking her into bed. And then, I’d hold her and
cuddle her. I liked when she slept in my arms, her body curling into mine, small, warm, utterly fucking mine.
With one last glance at her, I quietly shut the door and turned toward my own room, and sincerely, I couldn’t shake off the nagging need to have my phone up and running again.
After I had flung it at June earlier today, I hadn’t had the time to go into town to get another one. Kasmine was with me all day, lying
in my arms and trying to calm me down.
I let myself loose in her warmth, and I lost track of time. My father’s texts were never opened before the incident. And neither was I able to see Lance’s texts.
Well, if it were so urgent, they’d have called Kasmine or June by now to get to me. This was the only excuse that had kept me sane all day.
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My door groaned open, and I pushed in hurriedly taking long strides to the closet. I di even notice the person sitting on the couchiintether corner of the room.
That’s how fucking insignificant she was..
Kester,” June called and stood up, thlinggaullinus steps toward me.
I barely spared her a glance. “You should be trying to freshen up by now, June.”
She chuckled slightly, “That’s why lamiere…For us to shower together.”
It was at that point I noticed what she was wearing, and, fuck….
A towel.
A fucking towel.
Tied just above her breasts burdy covering her thighs.
Goddess. Did this girl take lessons on how to crawl under my skin and step on every strand of my nerves?? Becauseiifsso, she was at the top of her fucking class.
I won’t deny it–June–hatlalizody most men would kill to have under them..
Long, smooth legss Perigy,ffull breasts. An ass made to be grabbed.
But here’s the thing
She didn’t movemee.
Not one fucking bit.
I lived and breathed for only one woman, and that was Kasmine. The onlyhoodyllerav the only skill wanted against mine, the only taste I burned for.
I couldnt covencexplain why my obsession ran so deep. But I wassfuckinggggrateful for i
Wittunttamother word, I grabbed the pajamas I had set on the liellandttuned, already
I makingffortthe door. had more important things to do. Like settling Nasmineiin prop makingssure she was warm, tucked in, and wrapped in unyarmsswhierresshelbelonged.
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