A Baby for My Billionaire Stepbrother 4 by Cassandra Zara Read Free Book Online Page A

I thought you didn't like her.”
    He shrugged. “I didn't say that, I just said that I liked you better. And you are much sexier.”
    I blushed a little at that, but still narrowed my eyes at him. “Good answer.”
    “Good recovery by me. And, hopefully, this will recover soon, too.” He gestured down to his dick and I laughed. He was such the charmer.“We should get out of the shower, though.”
    “Okay... Daddy ,” I said, again mocking him a little bit. He deserved it and more. I turned to step out the shower door...
    *SMACK *
    I screamed just as I loud and high pitched as the last time, then turned to him. Once again, he had that cocky look on his face. “Quit spanking me!” I yelled.
    “Quit having such a spankable ass,” he countered.
    “I can't help it!” I said, then grinning, wrapped a towel around myself.
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    W e spent the rest of the night curled up in bed. I was the little spoon to his big spoon, and I felt so incredibly safe and warm in his arms. When he got hard again, he began to writhe against me, but I felt so tired, and also felt so incredibly good in his arms, that I told him that we could do it in the morning. He never stopped writhing against me but we stayed that way for the rest of the night, just snuggled against each other in a never-ending moment of happiness.

Chapter Eight
    T he next morning, I woke up with him still curled around me. It was rare for me to wake up before him, even when we were in high school, so I just relished it.
    It didn't last too long. He groaned happily and kissed me on my ear. I could feel him getting hard behind me again, and this time I would be ready for him. He wrapped his hand around my body, touching my belly. I moaned happily at the sensation on my tummy, but it reminded me of a different sensation. One that had to be taken care of before I'd truly enjoy myself. “Hold up. I have to pee.”
    Instantly, he leaped out of bed. “Me, first!” he yelled.
    “No fair!” I cried, turning over and looking at him.
    “Fair! Also, I'll be a couple minutes,” he said, closing the door behind him.
    What a jerk , I thought for the millionth time about James. I laid there for a second, looking for something to distract me and wishing I had the desire to go find another bathroom. I could wait. I saw his laptop sitting on his desk. I decided I could check myFace and my email real quick, figuring that if our places were reversed, the jerk wouldn't even hesitate to use my computer. I wouldn't even post anything mean on his myFace, even though I would have access. He wouldn't do that for me.
    There was a screen saver up, but it wasn't password protected. I jumped on my email real quick. Nothing major, just a couple projects that got updated at school. Suddenly, a pop-up notification from myFace chat appeared in the lower right part of the screen.
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    N icole says: good morning. thinkin about u
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    I couldn't help but click on it. I wished I hadn't. In the chat box was a two-week long conversation, dating back to the day that he got back from New York. The messages were about 90% from Nicole, with James usually responding back very briefly. Every time she asked when he'd be back in town, he had said that he didn't think he was coming back to New York any time soon. Still the disturbing part wasn't the text, it was the pictures.
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    N icole says: how do you like my new pants? (attached was a picture of her with a pair of tight jeans on and no top, just her breasts exposed for him to see)
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    N icole says: do u like my piercing? (attached was a picture of her pulling up her t-shirt, exposing her belly button ring to him with the curves of the bottom of her breast painfully apparent)
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    N icole says: like what u see, daddy? (attached was a picture of her laying on her bed naked, her pussy spread for him
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    T here were several more