In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 32

Chapter 32: The Bathtub Eason’s POV “Wow really?” James gasps in excitement. “She actually believed that you are in danger? She must really like you.”

I cross my arms in front of my chest, staring at the stove while my mind flashes back to my earlier memories.

-A FEW DAYS AGO “I have an idea,” James announces eagerly. “If you play it right, she’ll be back in your arms at the end of this weekend.” “Listening,” I rub my temples and try to focus on his words. “You are not sure if she likes you, right? And she is a little-well, high-maintenance. So all you need right now is a chance to push her over the edge and force her to open up to you.” “And how I’m going to do that?” “A dangerous situation,” James smirks. “I checked the weather and it’s going to be raining like hell this weekend. Let’s say you are going for a swim in the sea and she is the only one who has noticed that your life is at stake…don’t you think she will do something really irrational under this scenario? And then you can take this perfect opportunity to force out those true feelings from her.” I frown, “And what if she just sits in the living room and decides to watch me drown?”

“Then this making-her-fall-in-love with you trick is a no-go,” James pauses but promises.” But I’ve seen the way she looked at you. There’s some deep shit feelings there. Trust me on this. She’ll pour her heart out.” I rest my chin on my hands, thinking about his proposal. Actually, it’s not a terrible plan. I’ve so fucking tired of playing this back-and-forth game with her. It’s not going anywhere and my clock is ticking. “OK,” I finally say. “Let’s just hope I don’t end up died in the ocean.” -BACK TO NOW

“Man, you should see the look on her face when she went out to find you,” James is still babbling. “I was a bit afraid that she would jump right into the ocean with you. So did you talk to her? How deep is this feeling that we are talking about? Ready to throw the L bomb?”

I remain silent as my jaw tenses. The image of her desperate face pops into my mind and it doesn’t give me any satisfactory feeling as I thought it would do. Instead, I felt my heart churn, as if I actually feel bad about making her sad this way.

Bullshit. Yet I immediately laugh at myself and shake of that stupid feeling.

“You done talking?” I hiss at James. “Time to leave.” “But you haven’t given me any of the good stuffs yet,” James whines. “Come on just tell me.

What’s she like when you found her? And—”

Then suddenly we both hear the door cracking. Our body tenses up immediately as Natalia’s voice comes from the guestroom: “Eason, there’s no clean towels here. Can you bring some extras?”

I let out a quiet sign of relieve and quickly shout back, “Sure! Be right back” They I quickly throw in a teabag to the mug, pour in hot water and shot a warming glare at James way before I head back to the guestroom.

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Natalia’s POV

I’ve already taken off my clothes and sank into the hot bath before he returns, because I don’t want him to watch me strip myself. But on the second thought, we are going to see each other naked tonight. So there’s no way to avoid that.

I blush at that thought and pat my cheeks to drive away the heat.

Tonight has been such a magical night so far. We’ve finally opened up to each other, truthfully and honestly. There’s still a lot of things to be worked on but at least we are starting a proper relationship together.

A proper relationship…my mind drifts away for a short second.

I wonder how my mom and Mr. Ramirez will react towards this. I’m not so worried about Mr. Ramirez since he’s always been so nice and caring. I’m actually more concerned about my mom.

She has told me on various occasions that friends and relatives from the Ramirez family are not very fond of her. They believe that she is a total gold-digger who ruined Mr. Ramirez and his wife’s marriage. So if they find out that this gold-digger’s daughter-AKA myself-dares to seduce the only heir to the Ramirez legacy, it’ll make things worse for mom.

I sign in frustration. So I guess we’ll have to keep this a secret for now. The sound of door opening snaps me back from my own thoughts. I look up and find Eason walks into the bathroom with some fresh towels and a mug in his hand.

“Hey,” my lips naturally curve up the minute I see him. “What took you so long? I thought I heard someone talking. Did anyone drop by?” “No. It’s probably the wind,” he says setting the mug down on the table then lowers his eyes to look at me. “Miss me?”

He smiles a crooked smile so pretty and youthful that it makes my heart stop. So before I even realize, I’ve already murmured out, “yeah…so much.”

I really do miss him. Even if he’s only been gone for 10 minutes.

The smile on his face grows wider. Then he pulls off his T-shirt from his head and unbuttons his jeans. A minute later, he’s totally naked.

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I can’t help but stare at his muscular figure as he steps into the tub. The bathtub is not large enough to fit two people, not to mention that he is tall and large. So we are very close to each other and I immediately feel his hardened dick pressing against my skin.

He moves to my back and settles me between his legs. Then he nibbles the sensitive skin on my neck, as he brings his hand up to palm my breasts, gently rubbing my nipples.

I morn, throwing my head back leaning on his chest. He catches my lips and kiss me, as his hand travels downwards, into the water and finally reaches my bottom.

I return his kiss, eagerly opening my mouth to invite his tongue in. This feels so different from our first night. The first time is all about desire and lust, but now…I can feel the attachment and love.

He rubs my clit with his hand and then inserts a finger into my pussy. The hot water makes it easier. I gasp as I feel a familiar sense of pleasure rising from my between my thighs. I grab his wrist, deepening his finger into my pussy. He takes my cue and curves his fingertip inside of me, gently rubbing my inner wall. “Oh god, Eason!” I cry out. The burst of excitement is overwhelming.

“Yeah? Does this feel good?” his voice is strained and ragged. “You like it? Fucking yourself with my finger?” I suck in his lower lip with my mouth and beg, “I want you. Eason, fuck me. Quick.”

“Fuck!” he groans.

He grabs my waist with one hand and sightly lifts my body. Then the next second, he lifts his hips and thrust his cock deep into my core.

“Ahh!” I gasp, grabbing his firm arms till my nails dig into his flesh. He pants and immediately picks up the speed. It’s so wild and rough. The room is filled with the sound of water splashing and our body smashing against each other. He is fucking me so quick and hard that my mind is completely blank.

“Fuck, Nat!” He grits out besides my ears. “You are so fucking tight! And ready…ready for me.”

“Yes, yes I am. Ahh Eason…please.” I don’t know what I’m saying actually. I can only call his name again and again and let him drive me crazy.

He sucks the back of my neck hard. Then he brings one hand to rub my clit and my folds while his cock keeps pounding me. The pleasure is too much! I almost scream out as my legs stiffen and my toes curl.

“No. Wait for me,” he says in a forceful tone.

He grabs my waist with both hands, picking me up and pressing me down. His cock enters even deeper. I can’t help but clench my inner walls as he repeats the process. Then with one hard thrust, I come and he pulls out just in time and I feel a warm liquid spill on the water. I collapse onto his chest, panting and trying to catch my breath. He holds me in his arms,