All Chapters of My Boyfriend's Possessive Stepbrother: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BRANDONI search her eyes,she doesn't answer.I pull her closer by the waist and her eyes break contact with mine. I gently shake her by the chin."Look at me baby. Please." She does, I lean in closer,my lips almost touching hers."Brandon..no." she whispers pleadingly"Do you really think I'd hurt you?" I ask againShe stares at me,her eyes almost crossing because of how close I am.I press my thumb on her lips"No." She whispers,"Then stop pulling away from me.""I was just..scared." "I'd never hurt you baby,I don't want you to be scared of me."She shakes her head slowly"I'm not scared of you, I'm scared of what I made you do. I don't want you to hurt people or get in trouble because of me.""I'd do anything to protect you, even if it means risking my life or future." A tear slides down her cheek and I lick it off her faceHer small hands wrap around my neck resting at my nape. We both breath each other in and then we kiss like breathing in air after almost drowning.I sit on t

BRANDON"That day you were in your room,I went there to check if you were safe,that's when I saw you and couldn't help myself. You were so beautiful, sexually frustrated,I promised myself to give you the pleasure you seemed so desperately in need of, I wanted to see how beautiful you looked when you came over and over again. I've never seen something so beautiful."She swallows."So, that's why the following and the cornering stopped."" Andrew." She whispers to herself."What did you just say?""Huh? Nothing.""Andrew? So I was right after all.""What do you mean?""I chased him that same night,I knew he was an athlete judging by his strategy and speed. Thats when he must have taken those pictures.""Sam said something similar.""What do you mean?" I ask"She said Andrew loves photography and she once caught him flashing his phone at me.""Has he ever touched you?" I ask with calm pretence"Yes, several times. He's sexually assaulted me and bruised me.""The fuck?"I abruptly stand,th

BRANDONI rush toward Andrew and before I reach him he presses a sharp knife at Kim's neck"Move again and I'll slit her throat,it would be a shame because this throat is very very delicious."He licks her neck and tears start flowing down her cheeks again.I lift my hands in surrender"Don't do it." I grit out"You thought, you seriously thought you could defeat me?"He smirks,looks at Kim then back at me."She's mine." He squeezes her cheeks and kisses her on the lips,his eyes never leave mine. Smart"Get.your hands.off her.""Tsk tsk. You don't get to tell me what to do."He unties her legs and drags her up by the arm,her hands are still bound behind her back."Brandon." She whimpersHe presses the knife deeper into her skin,a dot of red appears, her fucking blood. She winces."Let her go,name whatever you want and it's yours. Just let her go.""I want you life in return.""Fine you have it.""Brandon..no!" She cries"Take me,take me and let her go."He laughs "Wow, so fast. You

KIMBERLYHe pulls down my shorts. I grab my panties in a steel hold"Stop being stubborn, I told you I get to eat and fuck my pussy any time I want.""And I said no." I keep glaring, he stares at me with hard narrowed eyes. Brandon hates it when I tell him no,last time he stuffed his tongue in me in the library corner, I literally had to bite a book cover to stop myself from moaning loud.He grabs the front of my panties and my eyes widen"No." I shake my head and he smirks"Told you baby,easy way or hard way." Then he rips my panties making me gasp. My pussy hurts with the roughness of the material slicing through me.He cups my pussy and then drags his middle finger up my slit.Making me shiver"Bran..no.""This. Is mine." He presses on my clit and start rubbing slowly. My back arches off the bed.He moves his finger to my entrance circling slowly.My insides starts thumping "Mmm.." I writhHe teases me for a full minute and I start to shake, his mouth is closer to mine. "but t

BRANDONFuck!Fucking hell!I punch the wall in my bedroom countless times until I see blood stain it.I don't even feel the burn in my bruised knuckles"She chose him. She fucking chose him over me." I whisper and pummel my fist into the wall for the last time.I've tried everything, everything to use as an outlet for these emotions but there's zero to fucking nothing.The scene that happened in front of me was my worst fucking nightmare, still is because I can see it replaying every fucking time.I jog down the steps and grab a bottle of whiskey placing it on the table, I brace my hands on the wood and hang my head between my shoulder blade swinging my body back and forth slowly,I lift my head and stare at the bottle for three good minutes. Well,fuck it.I open it and rapidly drink directly from it without stopping until it's half finished, I want the burn,I want the pain. I wince at the last minute. I repeat the same procedure until it's completely finished."Well..." I cock my hea