My Shameful Secret (Forbidden Stepbrother Billionaire Romance) by Lana Evers

finally took it off, she began to wobble.
    And then she was falling on top of Saehan.
    Her body came into contact with his, and her hand landed between them, right where she wanted it.
    His cock.
    Before she could draw another breath, Misha felt something stir under her hand.  
    Her eyes widened.
    Oh God, was that his cock…becoming erect ?
    Her eyes flew to his face just as Saehan started to stir. “You want me to fuck you?” His voice was slurred, but his grip was surprisingly firm as he held her by the waist.
    Misha whitened. Was he going to wake up now? Oh God, if he did, could she really stick to her excuse without giving herself away?
    And yet Saehan’s eyes remained closed.
    Relief swamped her, but then Saehan started to move, and Misha froze again. He was shifting under her, his thighs moving apart and causing her body to fall between them.
    Oh God, she had to put a stop to this. If something happened, it was only going to become worse between them, and Elizabeth would be heartbroken.
    With one hand still trapped between their bodies, she used her other hand to press against his chest, using it to lift herself up. “S-Saehan—”
    “No!”
    The fierceness in his voice shocked her. When her gaze flew back to his face, she was even more shocked to see his eyes were open.
    “Saehan—”
    He shook his head hard. One arm chained her to him by her waist while another fisted her hair. “No,” he snarled again. “You came to me first, now you’re going to get what you want.”
    As he spoke, it became gradually clear to Misha that Saehan wasn’t really conscious and that he was only acting under the influence of liquor.  
    She pushed harder against his chest, trying to free herself. “Let me go, Saehan—”
    “Shut up,” he growled. “If you don’t, I’m going to put your mouth into better use.”
    Misha was stunned.
    And aroused.
    If she spoke now…
    She wetted her lips. “Saehan—”
    “I warned you.”  
    Saehan hauled her down, and his mouth captured hers.
    Aaaaaah.
    Saehan’s lips. Saehan’s kiss. Saehan’s tongue.
    Pleasure threatened to drown her.
    Her brother was kissing her.
    Again.
    And she couldn’t get enough of it.
    The sensible part of her told Misha that she still had to pretend she was unwilling. And so she pretended, trying to wriggle out of his hold. It only made Saehan tighten his grip around her waist and deepen his kiss.
    The way his tongue explored her made Misha’s head swim, and when she felt him release her hair to cup her breast, she could barely think at all.
    “No…. ”  
    “ Yes .” He growled the word against her mouth just as he squeezed her breast hard.
    She jerked against him with a moan. “No!” The word came out instinctively, a part of her unable to believe what was happening. Oh God, this wasn’t her imagination any longer. This was real, this was really happening, her brother holding her breast tightly.
    “Stop saying no,” Saehan commanded. A second later, and she heard a ripping sound. Oh God, he was tearing her dress off her—
    “No—”
    “I said stop saying no!” She was naked now, and he took full advantage of it. Releasing her mouth, he lifted her up. When her breast dangled over his face, he raised his head and took one nipple in.
    She screamed.  
    He sucked harder. There was nothing gentle or tender with the way he devoured her nipple. It was pure possession, an exhibition of his dominance over her.
    “No…”
    The word seemed to spur Saehan more, making him transfer his attention to her other breast, and his beautiful torture started anew.
    She could only cling to his shoulders now, her head thrown back at the intense feelings that swept over her as he continued to suck on her nipple.
    When he released her, she shuddered, thinking it was all over.
    But it was not.
    He was lifting her up again, and she found herself struggling half-heartedly. “No—”
    His hands on her hips tightened in a punishing hold. “Shut up!”