Free Stepbrother Romance 2 - Consumed: A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance by Tawny Taylor

cheeks burned. It annoyed me that he had noticed my own body betraying me. And I despised that he enjoyed my suffering. Instantly I fell into bitch mode, where I felt safe. “You’re such an asshole, Kent. Just leave me alone.” I shoved at his rock-hard chest, but he didn’t budge.
    “I am an asshole, I know.” He leaned forward and thrust his arms out, caging my body between them. Now there was no escape. And there were several parts of me that were happy about that. “But I’ve tried to leave you alone, Shayne. I’ve done everything short of putting you on a plane and shipping you to fucking Timbuktu. But here you are, once again, tempting me, frustrating me, making me hard…” This time it was Kent who moved my hand while I stood there breathless and speechless. He grabbed it and placed it on the prominent bulge in his pants, and my knees turned to marshmallow. He was so hard. My mouth watered even as dire warnings echoed through my head.
    Yes, he was married.
    Yes, this was wrong. So wrong.
    But ohmygod, was he beautiful. And powerful.
    And he wanted me. Desperately.
    And I wanted him too. Just as much. I was haunted. Every night. Every day. Every hour. Of memories of that one time, the only time we’d been together.
    “You’re married,” I whispered, more to remind myself than to remind him. I pulled my hand away from his crotch, even though I would have rather plunged it under his shorts and gripped that thick length, feel the velvety skin against my palm.
    “Technically, yes. I am,” he said, not backing away. “But I’ve filed for divorce. I’m just waiting for the final court date.”
    He’d filed for a divorce.
    “You’re getting divorced?” I repeated, afraid to believe what I’d just heard. I had heard him right, correct? That was what he’d said? Kent said he was getting a divorce. He was going to court. And once that was done, he wouldn’t be unfaithful if he…if we…he wouldn’t be cheating on a wife.
    He would be free to do what he wished.
    That was good. Because for some reason it seemed we just could not stay away from each other. The harder we fought, the harder I fought, the worse it got. Kent Payne was not a simple man. He was complicated. He was beautiful and he was infuriating. He was generous. He was protective. And he was also cruel. Loving him was not easy.  But losing him…? I couldn’t bear the thought.
    My heart jumped. A smile pulled at my cheeks but just as quickly it faded as my thoughts raced.
    Just because he would be free, did that mean I should pursue him?
    Wasn’t he still a cheater? Yes, he was. He’d fucked me before his divorce was final.
    And he was my stepbrother. Surely the fact that our parents were married would look really bad, especially for him, since he was a hot shot business tycoon. People like that cared about their reputations, didn’t they?
    Then again, Kent had entertained a parade of women in his house while he’d been married. Surely the press had gotten wind of that. But he hadn’t cared. So maybe he wasn’t so concerned about his reputation.
    “I don’t know what to say,” I told him as I stared at his beautiful face.
    He leaned closer, his eyes locked on my mouth. “You don’t need to say anything right now.” He cupped the back of my head and sealed his lips to mine.
    His kiss was a tender seduction. With lips, teeth, and tongue he made me forget every reason why I shouldn’t be kissing him. All that remained was his hard bulk pressed against me. His heat. And his intoxicating flavor.
    When my lips parted to release a sigh, his tongue swept into my mouth. His hands held me at my waist, pulling me against him and holding me there. His erection was a hard, hot lump, pressing against my stomach and igniting a spark deep inside.
    Within seconds a steady throbbing ache was pounding between my legs and I was desperate to make it go away. I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to him. My hips rocked back and forth, back