All Chapters of In love with my Billionaire Step-Brother: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It did not matter to her that he was commanding her.Cara was too far gone too aroused and for some reason the arrogant air of authority that normally rubbed her the wrong way only turned her on. It seemed like he was a man who knew what he wished for when he was with a woman fullHis hands had already played havoc with her pony tail leaving it a slightly askew and with long strands hanging loose about her face she pulled the elastic band off and freed the rest shaking her hair until the wavy tresses tumbled over her shoulders and down her back.Xavier took in a deep breath. He lifted his hands and smoothed the hair back from her face and then drifted his long fingers through the silky ends and murmured something in Spanish. Voice husky he reverted to English and said ,” take off your top Cara.”There was something deliciously risk about his ordering for had to strip for him. Before her confidence could waiver she pulled her tank top up over her head and let it fall from her fingers o

The truth was the both had gone beyond polite the way beyond and there was number coming back from it.What he did need to get back was his focus and his concentration on work something that had been woefully lacking in the recent days.With his body still in the state of semi hardened arousal and his thoughts consumed by a certain red head however he knew that there was only one way to make that happen. And that was to finish what he had started on the sofa.Cara head movement behind her and turned from the window Xavier was off the phone. He wore a fresh shirt and matching tie and she noticed he had smoothed his hair.It looks so perfect her fingers hitched with the crazy urge to muscle it up againHe grabbed his suit jacket and put it on and is appointment cleared even though she had already assumed they wouldn't pick up where they had left off.He came towards her and her treacherous body pickled with heat. He looked suave and imperturbable again and as if short minutes ago he had

A sudden surge of tenderness took the edge of the potent ever present desire that humped inside him like an electric current when he was around her.Cara projected such a natural buoyancy and strength that it was easy to forget that she must be still grieving. Hurting.His chest tightened and for a moment he had a strange sense that he shared in her loss. That somehow matilda's passing had forged the bond between himself and Kara connection that ran deep person sexual attraction.As swiftly as the feeling over took him however he shook it off. How could he grieve for a woman he had never known?He leaned in again and spoke softly. No querida. she is gone. But I am here.He scooped her into his arms and stood and she murmured some unintelligible words and borrowed her face into his neck. Next line in the master suit he lowered her onto the bed his brain waging a fierce battle with his body one urged him to take a blanket around her and walk away the other wanted to undress her and expl

If he knew, he would surely pull us from the church and that was the last thing I wanted to do. I had only just got my foot in the door."Thank you, young lady." Father said as he stubbed the still smoking butt out on the bottom of his black shoe, skillfully flicked it into a terracotta flower pot by the back door. "Come. Let me show you around." He said as he led me up a small set of wooden stairs and into the church. We went into a dimly lit hallway and the father brought me to a door right across. It was his office which looked a lot different than I thought it would. It was pretty modern for a priest with a nice computer chair behind a desk that held a laptop sitting right on top. Out in the open. I rarely saw my dad's as he kept it tucked away from me and mom.Not too surprising since we didn't even have a family TV since my parents saw no need for one and would rather I study the Bible or read for entertainment. Again I was enthralled that Father had a TV hanging on the opposite

Matilda's DiaryI smiled as my face grew slightly red. "Thank you, Father. It's really been an honor for me though. I love giving my time to the church. It feels like it's... best spent here." Was it though? Was this really the best place I could be when I had such horribly fond feelings for the priest? Probably not.He gave me one of those award winning smiles he seemed to always have from behind his cigarette. The look he gave made my heart skip a beat or two. I found myself wondering just why he had decided to be a priest when he could easily have any wife in this world. Maybe it was because no woman on this earth deserved him. But I was sure I was not the only one that wanted him.Not by far.Being at the church so frequently and for so long I had become accepted with the other women, just as my mom and I had at the previous church. Sometimes after a couple of mugs of tea, they would be less than embarrassed to talk about how hot the priest was. Of course me and mom never partook