Submitting To My Stepbrothers novel Chapter 52

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“Do you want some help?” I ask him, feeling my heart fluttering from the thought of us cooking together. It’s something that I wouldn’t mind doing every night.

Luke waves his hand, “No, you just sit there and be gorgeous,”

he responds, his smooth voice hinted with authority. “I’m taking

care of you. I don’t want you to lift a finger.”

The way he’s taking over and his eagerness to look after me has my pussy tingling and throbbing with more need. I’m desperate

to feel him inside of me, stretching me, pounding into me as he

takes my virginity.

If he wasn’t standing over a hot stove right now, I’d rip off his

pants and beg him to claim me right here in the kitchen.

Just as I’m getting lost in the image of us naked and writhing

against the countertop, Luke finishes cooking and starts to fix

our plates. “Follow me,” he instructs me and leads me to

another room.

“Ok,” I respond, feeling a little disappointed that I won’t be able

to watch him moving around the kitchen any longer.

My stomach growls lowly as I’m following behind him,

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reminding me that I have a different hunger that needs to be

satisfied. “It smells delicious,” I say, glancing around the

enormous, luxurious dining room.

It’s the size of two dining areas with a huge, golden chandelier hanging above. Squarely in the middle of it is a huge, exotic wooden table that’s already set with crisp, white linen and silverware. The moonlight beaming through the large bay

window bounces off the walls causing an almost romantic glow

in the room.

“Thanks,” Luke says and pulls out one of the chairs for me to sit. “It’s one of my favorite dishes, but it doesn’t taste as good as you.”

He places our plates down and then grabs my waist before I can get a chance to sit down. He pulls me in close and kisses me. The kiss is hard and filled with insatiable hunger, leaving me breathless and unable to think.

His warm tongue slides against mine and I moan deep into his mouth. My hips grind into his pelvis, desperate to feel his hardened cock against me. I groan louder and a shudder slinks down my spine when his thick head bumps into my aching pussy.

. I’m on the verge of pulling my dress up and begging him to fuck

me on the table when he breaks free of our passionate

They despise Jason now, so what if they assume that Luke is no better? That the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree?

I glance at Luke and notice him watching me intently as I’m

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taking small bites of my food. His eyes are glazed over with

arousal and wild lust. Just from the way that he’s looking at me,

I know that he wouldn’t treat me the way Jason did.

I feel safe with Luke. Something I’ve never experienced before. “How is it?” he asks me, not taking his eyes off mine.

I clear my throat, trying to ignore the butterflies that’s taken up residence in my stomach. “It’s really good,” I reply and take

another

bite.

Luke leans forward, his lust–fueled gaze never leaving mine. “I’m glad you like it,” his voice is so low and smooth that my pussy clenches as his words caress my ears. “You know, I could do this every night.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Abby,” he chuckles. “I’d love nothing more than to take care of you every day.”

My heart races at his words and a wave of heat rushes through my body. It may be wrong in many ways to be together, but I can’t deny the intense chemistry I feel when I’m around him.