Billionaire Stepbrother (A Dark Erotic Romance)(8)

“All you’re doing is causing me to work up an appetite,” he called after me. Lex was pissed I wasn’t bowing to his every desire. Maybe this game of cat and mouse could last a little longer; but who was the hunter and who was the prey?

Down another corridor off from the lounge I made my way into the dimmed kitchen. Only fluorescent blue lights from small appliances illuminated the room.

There was a granite–topped island in the middle of the kitted out room and I placed myself behind it, and faced the doorway, waiting for him to arrive. He wouldn’t trap me again.





Chapter Six



“I heard you before. Touching yourself. Don’t lie; you were thinking of me weren’t you?”

He breached the entrance of the kitchen, smiling like the cat that’d just gorged on a saucer of cream. I don’t think he was expecting a reply; he merely enjoyed the sound of his own voice… he enjoyed toying with me.

“Yes,” I admitted, and stood tall. My boobs on full view. “I imagined spreading my dripping wet lips wide and riding your face.”

His eyebrows shot up. “Nice visual. You certainly don’t act like other women.”

Did he really expect me to have a conversation with him after he locked me up?

“You mean the bimbos you hang out with? I’m not surprised; I’ve actually got brains.”

“In that case, you should have already figured out that the only way out of this is to get on your knees and beg me to fuck you.”

“I disagree,” I said as I took a step around the island towards him. I titled my head at him as he followed my movements, keeping an equal distance between us. I took another step and the same thing happened again and we circled around the island. He moved away from me… why was he afraid of me getting close to him? Was it because he was losing control, his power slipping from him as I gathered it up and used it back against him.

“What’s wrong Lex? Don’t you like being pursued? And here I thought you wanted me to get close.” I grinned at him.

He halted, suddenly realising what was happening.

I was at the kitchen doorway on the opposite end of where we started. My skin was on fire; surging with power, I held all the cards and knew how to play them. I’d never felt this good naked before and it was all because of Lex. I had to have him but knew there was no way he would relinquish his control to me.

I would have to choose between pride and desire.

Oh, but the ache between my legs cried out to be touched. I tried to silence the constant pull towards him; I needed to walk away and yet my legs were heavy as if they’d been stuck in a bucket of cement.

The silence was thick in the air, coating us like heavy snowfall in winter. Yet it was the height of summer and his eyes burned; he was conflicted too, battling his inner demons deciding whether or not he could give in to me.

If only we could meet each half–way, I thought.

Suddenly the theme tune from The Sex and the City TV series interrupted our standoff. The noise came from Lex’s side of the Kitchen… it was the ringtone I’d programmed into my phone to let me know my mom was calling; she was a die–hard Carrie fan and couldn’t get enough of the show.

Lex flashed his pearly whites at me, dug deep into his breast pocket and revealed my vibrating phone. To my utter astonishment, with a quick glance at the screen and a slide of his thumb he answered the call.





Chapter Seven



“Hello, Loretta.” His eyes never left mine as he listened to my mom on the other end of the line.

I waited, unmoving, not sure what to do. All of a sudden I became acutely aware of my body and my nakedness, and tried to cover myself up.

“Yes, we’re getting on fine,” he replied. I could only hear one side of the conversation and wanted to get closer, scared of what he was going to say.

Another pause.

“She’s right here; do you want to speak to her?”

My eyes must’ve looked like saucers I was that shocked. The bastard was testing me. Was it a trick? Should I take the phone… what would I say? God, this was not a good time to speak to my mother.

“Hold on a moment, I’ll pass you over.” His cunning eyes dared me to come closer as he waggled the phone at me.

Beats of my heart thumped; ticking down the passing moments.

I came around the counter and closed the distance between us. My bare body came into full view as I rounded the last corner and stood opposite him, keeping a metre away. My hand stretched to take the phone, but he reeled it back towards his chest forcing me to step closer.

It was only when I was inches away did he let me take the phone and then secured my other wrist, sending sparks of electricity up my arm, tethering me to him again.