SEDUCING MY STEPBROTHER

The bartender pushed her from him, into the room and ran away before the stranger could say a word. Kira tried to get up from the floor where she had fallen, but her leg keep wobbling on each other.

The image in front of her was a blur and she couldn’t see a thing but her body didn’t stop heating up as an image of being pinned to the wall and fucked senseless keeps assaulting her brain. She tried to grab into the nearest object to her and her hand found something hard yet soft, not think straight and wanting to get up grin the floor, she held onto it and push herself up from the floor.

The moment she stood on her feet, she was suddenly tumbling forward and would have kissed the ground if she weren’t leaning against a hard wall. Kira placed her hand on the wall and shook her head in disbelief.

When did the wall have muscles and skin? Why is the wall so hot underneath her palm?

She felt for it again and giggled excitedly, Kira mumbled under her breath as she leaned forward to kiss the wall, which was a mistake on her part.

Her body heated up again and she felt the need to take off her clothes and pressed herself against it. The need for a man to ram into her repeatedly until she could no longer walk overwhelmed her, as she rubbed herself against the wall until a firm hand, held her and pushed her at arm-length. Before she could say a word, her feet left the ground and she was suddenly lifted into the air.

“Put me down!” She screamed, hitting her fist against a broad back.

The door of the bathroom flung open and she was placed on the ground, almost immediately, water rained down on her and she squealed, scrambling around to turn it off.

“Stay still so the effect of the alcohol can leave your system,” a sensual voice called and she stopped searching for the switch, Kira brought her hands to her face and wiped them so she could see who the man was.

Her sexual overdrive long forgotten, she stared in awe at the man in front of her. Even though she still couldn’t see due to the drug in her system, she could tell that the man in front of her was breath-taking with his smooth sharp features.

He was that beautiful, even her hazy gaze recognized it.

“Who are you?” She whispered, a smile edging its way to her face.

“I have somewhere important to be right now, you have to hurry up and get that alcohol out of your system before someone else tries to take advantage of you,” came his smooth voice.

She started to shake her head to let him know it wasn’t just alcohol in her system but also sexual libido drug when her head started to pound and her body became so hot that it felt uncomfortable. Crouching down, she linked her fingers behind her head, tilting it down to allow blood to flow freely.

Her heart was beginning to pound now and she knew it was just a matter of time before she lose it unless… she tore her gaze to the man before her and swallowed hard.

Without thinking, she jumped the man and peppered his face with kisses, she would regret this when she wakes up tomorrow, but for now, she needs to ease the ache in between her leg before things get out of hand.

As expected, he pushed her away and stepped back from her, his hands running over his face as if to clear off the image of what just happened.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He was livid, but she couldn’t care if she want to ever be normal again.

“Please,” she whispered, her hand reaching for him again but he smacked her hand away. Kira wasn’t about to relent, she needed to find relief before things get messy for her so she staggered forward and grabbed him.

“Please, help me! H-he injected me,” she grabbed his hand firmly this time and placed it on her thumping chest before he could pull away.

The moment his hand touched her, her skin sizzled beneath his palm and he wrenched his hand away so fast, the action causing her to slip on the wet fall. He grabbed her before she could reach the ground, pulling her flush against his chest. The heat from her body seeped into his skin.

Kira was growing weak with each effort it took to fight the drug, her eyes closing voluntarily as he watch her through hooded eyes. He didn’t want to take advantage of her but he knew if he didn’t help her, she would fall into the hands of another, who would gladly use her the way he want.

She would be able to get over the fact that she slept with a stranger in the morning but she would never be able to get over it if she falls into the hands of a psycho who happens to paste her picture on the internet the next day.

With that in mind, he brushed away the hair plastered on her forehead. “Just this once and we will never cross paths again,” he mumbled to himself before covering her mouth with his as he helped her out of her wet clothes.

Kira jerked awake with the contact and together, they each pull off their clothing until they stood naked in the bathroom, lips fighting for dominance. He pulled away enough to sweep her into his arm and take her to the bed.

Towering over her, he kissed her hard, his hand teasing her womanhood, preparing her for his cock before stroking into her. She cried out in pleasure and soon her moan rented the air of the room.

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“Oh my God! It was you?” Kira shot out of her seat as she stared at the man in front of her, she couldn’t believe he was the man she had a nightstand with. That was the same night that changed her life for good.

When she woke up naked on that bed, with her clothes drycleaned and some cash in the drawer beside the bed, the four used condoms lying on the floor and scattered marks as a testament to their night escapades, she felt sick to her tummy and cursed herself or being such a whore.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Even though she knew it would be so hard for her to resist the drug, the fact that people only see her as a slut and they only get close to her for the sex she could offer brought tears to her eyes. She had run out of the room after getting dressed, not bothering to pick up the bills that were lying there.

It felt like he was mocking her, like he was indirectly calling her a slut, proving the theory true.

“Why didn’t you call me after you left the club?” His question snapped her out of her pain.

“What do you mean?” she was dumbfounded.

“I left my number under the bills on the table, I didn’t want to leave it at first because I don’t want you to think I was paying you for the sex but then that guy was dragging you. You were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you, and not wanting you to walk all the way back to your house because a pimp stole your money, I left the cash, with the belief that you will call me once you find my number beneath, but it never came.”

“Oh!” That was all Kira could say, she had assumed the worst because of what she heard and she didn’t think before taking an action just like she did before betraying her one true friend.

“Guessing by the way you are shocked, you thought that is why I left the cash… That I was paying you for sex?” He sounded like he was hurt.

“I am so sorry for assuming the wrong thing, but what did you expect of someone who had just been told by guys that she thought she had been in loved with, that they were just using her?” Kira frowned.

“Or that the friend she betrayed would have been raped by those same guys because the guys thought the two friends were both slut?” Kira cried, her body shaking as she reminisce on the day that put an end to their relationship.

“You betrayed your friend?” The man asked, his brows furrowed together as she moved closer to her, his hand running down her back to console her.

The man stared at her as tears slid out of her eyes and he opened his mouth to say something when they heard a loud crash from one of the rooms on the floor underneath them.