My Shameful Secret (Forbidden Stepbrother Billionaire Romance) by Lana Evers Read Free Book Online

cry. She imagined Saehan touching her there, and her body jerked.
    Oh God, it felt so good.
    Squeezing her eyes shut, she surrendered to the inevitable. Slowly, she stroked herself, fingers becoming wet with her own essence. She imagined Saehan doing it to her, fingering her, and suddenly it wasn’t enough.
    If it were Saehan, he wouldn’t be satisfied with such a touch. If it were her brother, he would be aggressive, demanding, forceful. He would—
    Her middle finger slipped inside of her.
    Misha imagined it was Saehan fingering her.
    Her finger moved faster.
    Saehan finger-fucking her, harder, faster—
    Her orgasm took her completely by surprise, creamy wetness spilling out of her.
    Saehan.
    Just the mere thought of his name had her coming again, her thighs trembling at the strength of her climax.
    She couldn’t stop herself from chanting his name, knowing it was the only time she had the right to say them.
    Saehan, Saehan, Saehan.

3

    This was insanity, Saehan told himself. But still his fingers moved over the keyboard, entering the necessary password. In a second, he had accessed the CCTV system that monitored the entire home where his family lived.  
    He had it installed with Hector’s permission. His father knew and understood that they, too, were potential kidnap targets just by being related to Saehan and Vivian St. Clair.
    The system had purely been for his family’s safety, but now—
    Exhausted after closing a deal with German investors, Saehan had found himself tempted by the most insane idea.
    He shouldn’t do it. It would just make his life worse, would just make him miss her even more than he already did.
    But in the end, the temptation had become irresistible.
    One click, and the huge monitor that spanned an entire wall in his penthouse office displayed Misha’s bedroom. The room was brightly lit, but the blinds were drawn shut. His heart sank at finding the room empty. He had hoped—
    Saehan froze in his seat when he heard a door opening. Another second and Misha padded into view, wearing only a skimpy white bathrobe, her hair wrapped under her towel.
    Taking a seat, Misha unwrapped the towel and shook her long, auburn hair out.  
    It was incredibly erotic, and even knowing he was being a damn voyeur about it, Saehan couldn’t stop his dick from shooting up.  
    In the giant screen, Misha was briskly rubbing her hair dry. After, she stood up and began to take off her robe.
    Saehan’s eyes widened.  
    The robe fell to the floor, and he was treated to the naked sight of her bare buttocks.
    His hand went to his dick, trembling in an effort not to stroke himself.
    Misha walked to her bed, still naked. She paused before it as if hesitating.
    Why? Why was she hesitating?
    A second later and she was on her back on the bed, legs stretched out.
    Whatever control he had left disappeared then. It was his first time to see her breasts naked, and the sight had him clicking to have the covertly installed camera zoom in.
    Misha’s naked body filled the screen.
    Fuck.
    He fumbled for his zipper, releasing his cock.
    Eyes glued to the screen, he watched Misha’s legs slowly part. His eyes widened as her legs parted wider and wider until she was practically spread-eagled on the bed.
    What the fuck?
    And then her eyes closed just as her fingers started to move.
    What. The. Fuck.
    She was kneading her breast with one hand and stimulating her pussy with the other. Her soft moans, captured by the state-of-the-art CCTV camera, filled his office.
    FUCK!
    His little sister was masturbating!
    When had this started? Why was she doing it? And was she imagining fucking another man while she pleasured herself?
    More questions swirled inside of his mind. He had a hard time reconciling the pure, innocent image of his sister with what he was seeing before him now.
    When she started fucking herself with two fingers, that was it for him. Saehan stroked himself, his hand moving on his dick furiously, matching the pace with