Expecting my Billionaire Stepbrother's Baby (a Stepbrother Romance Novel)

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Authors: Emilia Beaumont
back onto the bed. I landed with a whoosh as the covers billowed around my jiggling body.
    With experienced hands, Drake clasped my ankles and positioned my legs the way he saw fit, bent at an angle and open wide.
    Flutters of a thousand butterflies swarmed in my belly; I was completely at his mercy, revealed to him, in full bloom, and he could see every part of me. When he didn’t move or do anything, I panicked; feelings of inadequacy washed over me, and I lifted my head.
    Our eyes met. “God, Vi, you’re so wet for me, you’re practically dripping,” he said and licked his lips. I put a hand over my mouth to stifle the nervous giggle that was bubbling up inside me. No one had ever said such dirty things to me before, and it made me horny as hell.
    Drake bent his head and I could feel his hot breath near my entrance. Just when I thought he’d changed his mind, his tongue slid in between my folds. My hands made fists in the sheets as he explored and sucked my most sensitive area, making me squirm under his hold.
    My heart was racing so fast I almost believed it would never go back to a normal rest state; I thought I’d pass out from the levels of pleasure I’d never experienced before.
    After this, I was sure that every time I’d see Drake’s face, this balloon-like feeling would be what I’d remember, as if I were floating away, getting so high I was in danger of exploding.
    He was doing this to me. I couldn’t believe Drake’s lips were on me, down there, kissing me, tasting my arousal for him. It felt oh so good, like nothing before. Suddenly the need for him to be inside me, to experience him in me, overpowered any of my doubts. I had to have him.
    Reaching for his hands that held my hips, I tugged on them, hoping the rest of his body would follow.
    “Fuck me, Drake, make love to me,” I dared to say.
    Drake came up panting from between my thighs and kissed a trail up my stomach; instinctively I sucked it in, hoping he wouldn’t spend too long there. But he didn’t seem to mind the extra pounds I’d put on around my middle as he stroked and kissed up my tummy. Teasing me, making me wait.
    I didn’t want to wait.
    “Please Drake, I need you in me.”
    Drake unlatched his belt and slid off his trousers, revealing beneath a hard outline in his boxers that begged to be let out. He dug his fingers into his waistband and tantalisingly slid the luxurious boxers over his thick velvety head.
    My mouth had gone dry – he had the biggest cock I’d ever seen, and if I didn’t fuck anything up, he was about to rock my world with it. Drake hesitated and stretched over to his bedside table.
    “Don’t,” I said, knowing what he was reaching for. His eyes locked on mine as he contemplated my request. He knew what he was risking and damn well realised what I wanted.
    “Are you sure?” he whispered softly. My heart swooned, and I think I fell for him completely right in that moment; he had the chance to plough away, no questions asked, but he was thoughtful enough to ask me what I wanted.
    “Yes, I want to feel every part of you,” I breathed. I knew I was taking a risk saying anything further, but I didn’t want to deceive him. “Make love to me, Drake. I want your baby inside me.”
    Drake’s eyes widened, the crystal-like flecks in his irises flashed. The moment of truth. Either I’d done the stupidest thing and ruined everything, or I was about to get what I’d always dreamed of.
    Almost imperceptibly, Drake nodded and took my face in his hands, smoothing my cheeks. “How can I say no? Don’t you know I would give you the moon if I could?”
    The penny dropped, and I finally understood why he’d been so relentless over the years after our parents got married and after he’d struck it rich, trying to provide for me. He was trying to show me with his gifts, his money, that he cared. How could I have been so blind? I thought he was showing off, rubbing it in my face…
    Our lips met, his tongue

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