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

and forth in a vain effort to rub my swollen center against him.
    Oh God, this was what I’d been waiting for since that day so long ago. Every nerve in my body was electrified. I wanted him. Desperately. I wanted him to throw me onto his bed and thrust his thick, hard cock deep inside. I wanted him to keep telling me how he couldn’t stop himself, how he was consumed by me.
    I wanted him to tell me he loved me. That he couldn’t live another day without me. That he wanted me to be his wife. And that he would never touch another woman again.
    Was any of that possible? Did I dare hope?
    More importantly, if all those things did happen, would the reality live up to the fantasy?

 
     
     
     
     

Chapter 9
    I was doomed.
    My heart was leading me down a road I knew I shouldn’t take. My body was in rebellion. It wanted no less than complete satisfaction, despite my mind’s feeble and failing attempt at taking control.
    I knew everything about this situation was wrong. Everything. First, and most importantly, Kent was still legally married. And second, he was my stepbrother, and although we weren’t related by blood, and our parents had married when we were adults, any relationship beyond a friendship would be viewed by many people as weird or sick. Ultimately, if we were to fall in love and eventually marry, what kind of trouble would we face?
    I wasn’t the kind of girl who constructed my life around the opinions of others—with the exception of my mom. I cared what she thought. But this was different. I’d never strayed too far outside the lines of socially acceptable behavior. I’d never pushed those boundaries. Not even as a teenager, when it was sort of expected.
    But I found myself in this situation now, and I couldn’t help it.
    To describe why I felt such strong and conflicting emotions for Kent would be like trying to describe why I loved my favorite song. There were so many complicated and contradictory things going on in my head and heart these days. At times, just a look from him could make me melt. At others, he made me so angry and hurt I wanted to hurt him back.
    The sad thing was I knew that sounded unhealthy, even admitting those things to myself.
    If Ransom had said something like that about one of her boyfriends, I wouldn’t have been able to hold my tongue. I would have told her the relationship wasn’t healthy; she needed to end it. ASAP.
    So what was I doing?
    Diving. Into a small tank with one very hungry shark. With my eyes wide open. That was what I was doing.
    We were on Kent’s deck right now, staring into each other’s’ eyes. He’d just kissed me and told me he wanted me so badly he couldn’t control it.
    A million thoughts were racing through my head right now. My heart was slamming against my breastbone like a sledgehammer.
    We had a choice. We could stop all of this right now—or at least try to stop it. Or we could accept the inevitable. Kent had already admitted what I could not. We were both prisoners. Of our own desires. We’ve been taken over. By emotions so powerful we could not contain them, no matter how hard we tried.
    The fact was I loved Kent. I loved him like I’d never loved another man. When we were apart, I felt this nagging emptiness inside. As time passed, the sensation eased a little, but it never went away. And when we were together again, I felt so many things, all at once, it was overwhelming, even after we’d been apart for months.
    When I was with Kent Payne I was more alive in every sense of the word. I didn’t want that to end. Ever. I wanted to belong to him. And I wanted him to belong to me. Even though I shouldn’t.
    But, as much as I wanted to belong to him, I couldn’t let that happen. Not until I understood one thing.
    “Let’s talk.” He took my hand in his and led me to the nearby sitting area with a comfy couch. I sat and he sat next to me.
    Maybe this was my chance, to get the answers I needed.
    “Talk about what?” I