Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Jasmine's POV

Hardin's lips sealed over mine and my eyes widened in surprise at how soft and gentle he kissed me, his hand cupping the back of my head as he pulled me closer to him. And I did not realize that my phone had slipped from my grasp until his hand caught it. And when he released me, we stared at each other.

"I'm giving you a chance to walk away now, Jasmine. Do it now." He breathed, stretching out his hand to give me my phone and I was surprised because again, this was unlike Hardin Morales.

What was going on with him?

And why did his offer to let me go now make me want to stay?

Why did his words do nothing but make me want to stay?

Throwing my phone on the couch behind him, I took a step forward, my eyes locked on his and when he got the message, he released a harsh breath.

"Jasmine, you had better get out now or..."

"Or what?" I dared to ask, watching as his eyes widened in surprise.

"Do you really want to be fucked by someone that doesn't know how to fuck?" He snapped and I took another step forward, eyes still locked on his beautiful blue ones.

"You are all talk, Hardin. Always talking. When are you going to stop talking?"

His eyes darkened and this time when he grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me, there was no hesitation, no second thoughts. Nothing but precision as he slid his tongue into my mouth, his other hand palming my ass as he groaned into the kiss.

Lifting me up by grabbing my thighs, he placed me gently on the bed and got rid of my dress and robe, inhaling to find me completely naked beneath it.

When his eyes moved down to my exposed pussy, I tried to close my legs, my face turning red with embarrassment but he stopped me with a hand before I could completely shut my thighs.

Nodding, he swallowed hard, pulling me closer towards the edge of the bed and began trailing his tongue up my thighs, torturously slow. I jerked immediately, sucking in a sharp breath.

"Hardin" I whispered, unsure of what I wanted to even ask him for, my hand going into his hair and when he looked up at me, I hated to admit that he had one of the most beautiful eyes that I had ever seen.

A shade of blue that was sometimes as light as the sky and could suddenly become a deep azure when he was angry, upset or in this case, turned on.

He kept the light teasing going, making sure to avoid my slit where he knew I needed his touch the most and I wondered if he was doing it on purpose.

If he was torturing me because of the lie that I had told to hurt him. Because we both knew that I had lied that day.

My soft pants came down in a more rapid manner as he drew the tongue closer and closer, and I gripped down on his hair in an attempt to push my pussy towards his mouth, seeking relief from his torture.

Drawing his tongue closer to my clit, I inhaled a sharp breath, my entire body taut as I prepared for his tongue on my pussy, shamelessly pushing myself forward and gripping his hair even tighter as my legs shook with need unlike I had ever felt before.

Perhaps I would regret this when I was no longer feeling like I was going to combust if he didn't kiss me down there but right now, all I could think about was that I didn't want to be anywhere else but with him.

All I wanted was Hardin.

I didn't know if that made me foolish to even be thinking out loud and what would happen after this.

Because this was the first time that we had an actual verbal consensual agreement between us before doing any of this.

Did that mean that he had finally stopped hating me and my mother?

Did that mean that he didn't think we were here to take his father away?

Did this mean that things had changed between us?

Before my thoughts could even be completed, my eyes locked on his again and I knew that this was it.