Chapter 49

Dante

How fucking stupid of me! What in God’s name was I thinking cornering Kenna like that in the kitchen last night and for Eliza to catch us both so close? But I couldn’t help my damn self. Even I am bewildered at my actions and the way my body responded to Kenna. One look at her ass as she reached up for the glass in the cupboard, her hair spilling down her back, that tiny waist of hers. It was too much for my dick and it hardened almost immediately. Fuck, I should not be having any kind of reactions like this for my stepsister. Maybe Eliza is right, it’s wrong isn’t it? Or is it just taboo because people say it is? When in fact I am not blood related in any way, shape or form to Kenna.

I have to admit that my cock was raging when I got back in my bedroom having been so close to her and inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, Coco Chanel. It’s her favorite, I know I have bought it for her every Christmas along with other gifts of course.

And now as I adjust my tie for the third tim