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26. Broken Promises
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 27. Hellbent
Tallulah's POVLike a vampire, thirsty for blood, his face reached past my jaw, and his lips caressed my neck, forcing shivers down my spine. My arms were still held tightly above me as he continued to kiss the life out of me with his soft, wet lips. I was unable to move not just because of the lustful desires crawling up my skin, but because my wrists were pinned against the wall. I could feel the wave of anger intensifying as I struggled to free myself from his grip, but to no avail. He wasn't even letting me decide if I wanted this or not. What gave him the impression that he had some sort of ownership over my body, just because we had sex?“Get the fuck away from…” I screamed.But the rest of my muffled screams flew right into his mouth as he tamed my lips, his tongue spearing deep into my open mouth. After what felt like a million seconds of oral torture, his lips left mine earning a rush of gasps from me as I struggled to catch my breath. Then I heard the clicking sounds of
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 28. Steamy Showers
Marcus’ POV The water trickling down my hair obscured my vision for a brief moment, but as the seconds passed as we stood silently under the showers waiting for my talkative sister to leave, Tallulah's gown absorbed the water, bestowing me with a magnificent view.A lump of saliva forced its way down my throat as I stared down at her in amazement, completely stunned from the sight of her two round, stunning breasts. My mouth watered as I assessed her erect nipples sticking out of her soaked dress.I could feel the lust burning inside of me like a wild beast, threatening to destroy me from within if I didn't reach forward and grab her. My gaze returned to her face, to find her staring at my bare chest with her hands pressed against the wall behind her.There's some sort of beauty that can never be fully explained even if a thousand words were written about it. Even if the eyes were given a mouth of its own, it could never fully explain how precious the sight of her perfect visage was
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 29. Bad Decision
Tallulah's POV ‘Fuck!!!!’I mean, what else can I say?My fingers pressed against my stomach, hating the warmth I had felt down there when he threatened to bend me over my boxes and slam into me countless times. Why is my body acting this way?More water dripped down my hair as I rushed at the bathroom door some seconds after he had slammed it shut, my trembling fingers clenching and twisting the key, locking it. I turned around to lean on the door, sighing in relief that he was finally gone, but my heart began pacing again when I remembered what he said.He doesn't care if we get caught, and the way he rushed out of the room without caring to check if someone was in it confirmed that fact. That was his plan if I decide to live. He would reveal our treacherous secrets, in turn ruining my mom's marriage. She would never forgive me if she knew I was fucking her stepson a day after I lost my virginity to a stranger.I knew it wasn't right, but I still took the first step and kissed him
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 30. The Reward
Marcus’ POV“I guess my son swallowed his pride and apologized.”I rolled my eyes at my Dad's annoying comment. Why did he have to say that out loud?My gaze returned to Tallulah who was glancing across the table from where I sat to my Dad, and back again, locking gazes with me.I let out a thin smile and nodded. She immediately broke eye contact with me, her eyes returning to her empty plate. I found it funny how her body twitched with uneasiness with her hands moving underneath the table, probably fidgeting with her soft, arousing fingers. ‘Fuck!’ How would I be able to keep my promise now that she's kept hers?On the bright side, my plan had worked. There was no doubt that I completely dominated several rounds of our lustful games, earning both my father's forgiveness, and the pleasure of visiting the paradise in-between her thighs.“So, Dad…” I started, “Can I come over to the office today?” I asked. “Since I'm done with my final exams, I guess I should start some work at the
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 31. Wild, Epic Celebration
Tallulah's POV“Thank you David.” I greeted, a bit excited that he was willing to pay for my education as he promised.I'm pretty sure it's a classic, standard college with great syllabus and lecturers. The college fees would also be way more expensive than my last college at Torson. Which means one thing; it would be filled with rich kids. I swallowed at the thought of that, feeling a wave of anxiousness wash over me. I'm not yet acquainted with their way of life or even their school life. They probably learn more advanced accounting principles. What if I can't meet up to their standards?Mr Winston's voice blurred out in my head as I panicked mentally, until I heard his last words which were addressed to Marcus beside me.“You'd be going to the same college as your sister, Tallulah.”Wait, what now?I was just rejoicing inwardly that I'd have a great opportunity to stay away from this charming sociopath. But he just keeps following me wherever I go.“But Dad, I'm already prepared.
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 32. Huge Melons
Marcus’ POV Deep down, I knew the reason I was eager to have this party was to prove how much control I had over my life. I hate that my father decides everything I do, always threatening me with his so-called ‘consequences.’ He wouldn't dare to give my inheritance to that beautiful stranger, would he? Before he got into the Jeep, I overheard him speaking to his assistant manager over the phone, telling him to take charge while he was gone. That order should've been given to me. Why doesn't he trust me to run things in his absence? He saw me like a little inexperienced child and treated me like one. “Make sure you behave yourself while I'm gone. I don't want to hear any negative reports about you treating your stepsister badly, do you understand?” He asked me. I nodded, but when he was out of the compound, I finally released the smirk I was suppressing. ‘Pftt, he wants me to behave like some dog.’ Not me. I'll do the exact opposite of what he asked. I'll hold a party so wild
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 33. Meeting Derrick
Tallulah's POV I found myself anticipating the later part of the day after the party was announced. My anticipation was mostly filled with anxiety considering the fact that I had never met a single one of their schoolmates who would soon be all over the place. The first and only party I had ever attended during college at Torson traumatized me. The memory of that drunk guy trying to grope me was still fresh in my mind. If a random security hadn't showed up, the motherfucker would have probably ripped off my dress, or worse, his stinking mouth would have crashed against mine. And to think there'd be alcohol, noise and maybe some excessive groping gave me the irks. Maybe I should just stay in my room until it is all over. Marcus was away most of the day, which made me feel more at ease. He drove back a few times in his new car, unloading crates of drinks and stacks of disposable cups. The things were so plentiful that it felt like he was inviting his entire school. Kathie on th
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 34. Meeting Trisha
Marcus' POV I drove into the vicinity with a mini truck car tailing behind me. The truck was driven by a pitmaster and his assistant whom I hired to make barbecues for the party. In its trunk stood a large grill set alongside a cooler containing frozen raw beef. My eyes scanned the car-park to see the vehicle stationed haphazardly at the side of the other cars belonging to my father. The unfamiliar vehicle was a red four-seat sports car, its shapes and design giving an exotic vibe. I snickered. Derrick must've borrowed this car to attend the party. There's no way he could afford something this beautiful. He had called me some minutes ago, informing me that he was at the address I had given him for the party. So I contacted the security to let him in. Instead of driving to the garage, I turtled forward to the foot of the mansion so it would be easier to move the stuff in my car as well as the heavy barbecue grill in the truck behind me. “You can set it down there.” I instru
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