Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 539(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 539(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
“Whoa.” Vassi managed to pull her towards him inside the bathroom before she could fall. He frowned down at her, saying disapprovingly, “Be more careful, will you? I don’t mind having to catch you every time, but I don’t like it when other men might have to do it for you.”
“Yes.”
“I mean it.”
“Yes.”
Vassi’s gaze narrowed. “You’re strangely obedient.”
And could he blame her, Seri wondered dazedly. He had her pressed against his body, and this close she was unable to stop her own body from reacting. Her breasts had started to ache as her nipples pouted to life. And with his throbbing dick pulsing against her belly, she was unable to stop the wetness from streaming out of her, drenching her panties and causing even a few drops to leak down the inner side of her legs.
He cupped her chin, forcing her to look up, and Vassi’s nostrils flared when he saw the way desire had clouded her gaze and caused her cheeks to turn red.
“So it’s like this,” he murmured.
“Like what?” she asked warily.
His voice lowering a notch, he said reflectively, “Who would have thought that my sweet little sister would be such a perv—-”
She gasped.
“The way she gets horny, acting like some Peeping Tom as her brother takes a shower—-”
“Shut up!” She tried to wriggle out of his arms this time, but it was no use.
“And now, I’m betting you’re all wet.” Bending his head down, he murmured against her lips, “Aren’t you?”
Aaaaah.
He was playing with her again, she knew he was, but somehow she couldn’t help wanting him more because of it.
“Yes,” she choked out. His dark low chuckle traveled down her spine like a forbidden, taunting caress, and she hated the way the sound both incensed and aroused her at the same time.
His smile as he gazed down at her was yet another cruelly beautiful thing, and it made her long to both slap it off his lips and drag his mouth to hers.
Eto prosto pizdets.
She was so royally fucked, with the way everything Vassi did making her want to give herself to him.
Vassi caressed her cheek, and his voice was a velvety purr as he murmured, “You’ve become a dirty little girl, leech.”
“S-shut up. I just learned it from you.”
He arched a brow. “What are you talking about?”
She lifted her chin. “I’m t-talking about that night I was having a shower—-”
Vassi stiffened.
“And you saw me. You watched me, and you—-”
He pulled away abruptly, shocking and confusing Seri, more so when she saw the shuttered look on his face.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
Because I was afraid you’d stop, she thought. But she also knew if she said that, it would give Vassi even more hold over her, especially once he realized just how long she had been in love with him.
She heard herself say, “I thought it was fun to see you pretend that you didn’t want me afterwards.”
“And so all of this is a game to you then? You’ve never loved me at all?”
She couldn’t answer, suddenly realizing that what she had only meant to use as a way to tease him a little about the past had turned into something else.
“Vassi—-”
He was smiling again, and it was as dazzling as ever, but somehow it was also painful to look at because she knew in her heart it wasn’t real.
He came towards her, and even though a part of her wanted to run away, Seri was unable to, the dark, hungry look in his gaze captivating her and leaving her immobile.
She stiffened when he reached her, but Seri couldn’t find the will to resist as he pulled her back to him. Her breasts flattened against his chest, and his dick pressed and throbbed against her belly.
Vassi looked down at his Seri.
Misha was right.
She was only infatuated with him, and it was his fault. She had seen him jerk himself off while watching her shower, and he knew that kind of experience would have imprinted itself easily on someone as young and impressionable as Seri.
She had thought it was love, to the point that she had wanted to confess to him, that she had even blackmailed him into being her boyfriend.
If she had really loved him, Vassi thought grimly, she wouldn’t be playing these games, knowing how much being part of their family meant to him.
For Vassi, all of it made sense now, and it never once occurred to him that perhaps all the games Seri had played were also precisely because she was young. It didn’t occur to him at all that Seri’s inexperience had made her hide behind her pride, her games, her taunts, because the truth was too terrifying, and it was that she loved him, but it was possible that he could never love her back.
So what now, he wondered tautly. Now that it was clear to him Seri was only sexually infatuated with him, should he step back and allow her infatuation to fade in time, maybe even disappear instantly if she continued dating Maximilian?