Stepbrother: Moving In/Moving Out by Tabatha Kiss Read Free Book Online

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    “No.” He shakes his head. “No, I’ve made many mistakes in my life, Mina. This isn’t one of them.” He looks into my eyes. “But I want to know how you feel.”
    “I feel fine. I feel amazing.”
    “You just can’t sleep.”
    I sigh. “I know how that must look to you, Seth…” I say. “But really, I couldn’t be happier. It just…”
    “What?” he asks.
    “It feels too easy ,” I say. “Like a gust of wind could fly by and knock us down at any moment.”
    “That’s not going to happen.”
    “How can we be sure?”
    “Because I love you,” Seth whispers. “And you love me. And together, we’ll tell that wind to fuck off.”
    I chuckle. My heart skips quickly and I feel a wave of warmth rush through my body. “You’re right,” I say.
    He presses his lips against mine again and I fall into his kiss. His hands smooth down my back and he cups my rear end with a strong grip.
    “Seth…” I begin, but my words fail as he moves his kisses to my neck.
    He towers over me. I’m pinned against the kitchen counter. His body heat blends with mine. I feel his hands on me, moving constantly, until pulling on the button to my jeans.
    “Seth—” I say again as his hand reaches inside. His lips silence me. I quiver wildly as his fingers push inside my panties and brush against my tingling folds.
    “Let me touch you…” he whispers between kisses.
    I moan against his lips. He cradles my clit between to finger tips and rocks it back and forth, awakening a warm throb deep inside of me. My head leans backward and I rest it against an upper cabinet as he attacks my neck once more with kisses. I’m seduced by his wicked pleasures. My knees rock together, threatening to collapse beneath me, but he’s got me so hard against the cabinet. He’d never let me fall.
    “Oh, Seth!” I cry as he increases pressure against my swollen bud.
    “I want to do this every day,” he says. “Every day until the day I die.”
    I can’t speak. Desire has trapped my voice behind my tongue. I can only moan for him over and over again until I can’t take it anymore. He won’t stop. He outright refuses. Even after the orgasm strikes me. My body jerks against his as the wave takes over my limbs. He traces circles, slow and smooth against my clit as I come down from the peaks of pleasure. And just as he sees the light enter my eyes again, he hits me again with twitching fingers and coaxes another orgasm out of me.
    “Oh, fuck !” I moan into his ear. My nails dig into his skin as I hold him. I can see his smiling face behind my blurry vision. I kiss him, hard and firm. He kisses me back, holding me in place with both hands until I bring myself back to normal.
    “Nothing will ever come between us again, Mina,” he whispers.
    A knock echoes through the apartment. We freeze in place and for a moment, it’s as if we read each other’s minds. Do we ignore it? Is it a new neighbor coming to complain about the moaning noises? Maybe they’ll go away.
    The knock happens again. Seth pulls his hand from my pants and takes a step back.
    “I got it,” I say as I push off the counter.
    “You sure?” he asks.
    “Yeah.” I zip up my jeans and take a quick glance at my body to be sure nothing is out of place.
    “Mina— open up! It’s Mom!”
    I spin around and look at Seth again. His eyes have grown to twice their normal size.
    “Mina!”
    “What is she doing here?” Seth asks. He stays back, lingering just out of sight in the kitchen.
    I reach for the doorknob and slide the deadbolt open. “I don’t know,” I whisper. “Just be cool.” I clear my throat and open the door.
    “Mina! There you are!”
    Before I can say a word, my mother steps forward and wraps her arms around my shoulders. “Hi, Mom,” I mumble into her mane of hair. “What are you doing in town?” I ask, pushing my voice up to sound happy.
    “Well…” she steps back and glances at me over her sunglasses. “We stopped by Seth’s