Sweet Billionaire Stepbrother(54)

“I’m sorry Grayson . . . you know I’d love to stay, but Carmen needs me right now.” Her eyes were glassy with tears as she looked up at me with genuine sadness. As happy as I was that Carmen had woken from her coma, I couldn’t help wishing it had happened after our holiday, just one more day.

I wanted to tell my Lala that I needed her more, that I felt a terrible loss every time she left the f*cking room. But that would be selfish of me and make me sound like a love sick puppy, which in reality I was—only she didn’t need to know how desperately I needed her. The last thing I wanted was for her to think I was a wimp when I’d been her hero before, or a prick for not letting her go when she needed to. Since Carmen’s mother had called to tell us that her daughter was awake and asking for Layla, she’d become distracted. I completely understood how she felt, even though I hated that she had to leave.

Suck it up, man.

“I know, sweetheart. But I’m a f*cking selfish man. I want you all to myself.”

A smile twitched the corners of her mouth. “Does that mean you’re going to miss me?”

“Fuck yeah I will. More than you will ever know.” There was no point in lying. Layla was smart and she’d see right through me. “And my cock is going to miss you too, baby. So f*cking much.”

She slapped me against my chest. “Your cock is insatiable.” Her throaty laugh warmed my heart and the way she said the word cock never failed to turn me on. My dick throbbed against my pants, making me groan.

Fuck, I wanted her like I’d never wanted anyone before.

I pulled her closer and slapped her arse. I could feel she wasn’t wearing panties under her dress. My dick jumped, hungry to get inside her.

“You’re right. When it comes to you, I just can’t get enough. And now that I know what you feel like . . . what you taste like, I’m like a man possessed.”

“Is that right?” she drawled, rubbing her arse. “You have such a way with words, Dr. Forbes, I might never want to leave.”

“Your * is my drug of choice, baby. Day and night, I want you. My face between your legs, tasting you. My cock deep inside, f*cking you.”

“Yeah? Show me, Grayson.”

Fuck me, that was it. Slamming her against the wall, I gripped her hair in my hand as I lifted her off the floor and f*cked her mouth with my tongue. She tasted so f*cking good—from her mouth to her *, I wanted to taste it all.

I released her mouth for a moment. “I’m going to lift you onto my shoulders, then I’m going to feast on your *, okay?”

“Oh God, Grayson, your dirty mouth turns me on so f*cking much.”

“That what I like to hear, baby, I bet your * is dripping for me. It won’t do to waste a drop—I want to eat you out so f*cking bad.”

She helped me by placing her hands on my shoulders and pushing herself up. I pushed her up my body until her calves rested on my shoulders, her legs spread wide, opening herself directly in front of my face. The aroma of her sex drove me f*cking wild. Leaning her against the wall, I gripped her ass in my hands and dove into my *.

“Sweet Jesus,” she moaned, her fingers tangled in my hair.

“Like that, baby?”

“Oh God, yes,” she whimpered, pushing my face into her as her thighs gripped my neck with such force I thought she’d strangle me. This was how I wanted to die—consuming her, hearing her loud appreciation.

I nibbled her clit; sucked her dry; squeezed her arse so that my hand prints would bruise her soft skin. She kept my head in place, demanding my mouth to f*ck her relentlessly. I loved it when my little lamb turned into a tiger for me. I loved that I could do that to her.

“Baby, come for me,” I managed to grunt as I continued my onslaught with my tongue, my nose pushing against her clit.

“Yes, oh yes, baby, I can feel it.”

“Come.”

“Grayson,” she screamed, her legs shaking as her whole body shuddered. “I want you inside. Fuck me with your cock.”

I didn’t need another invitation. She loosened her grip around my neck and slid down my body, trembling as she exhaled in short sharp pants.

With trembling hands she unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to my ankles.

Pressing her body against the wall once more, I guided my aching cock to her slicknessand slid into her warmth with a deep rumble reverberatingfrom my chest. Fuck, I loved the feeling of her tight * swallowing me whole as I slammed into her. I wasn’t going to last long, my balls were ready to f*cking explode.

Searching for her eyes, I pulled my face away enough to find them. Dark pools of green stared straight into mine.

“Hi.” I f*cking love you.

“Hi.” Her voice was low and strained.

I exploded inside her with her milking me for every drop of cum i possessed.

This was where I belonged. This was where I wanted to be. Always.

Inside the woman I loved so f*cking much.

But I couldn’t tell her. I couldn’t declare my love for her.

Not until I could offer her the world like she deserved.

Not until I spoke with my father and the family and told them that I wanted to be with Layla.

I was deeply in love with my stepsister and it was time the family knew.

Until then, I couldn’t tell her a thing, because all hell was about to break loose and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Milton would probably want my balls on a plate. Alice would then chop them off and feed them to the dogs. I didn’t care. I didn’t give a f*ck as long as it meant I could be with Layla for the rest of my life.