Submitting To My Stepbrothers novel Chapter 49

Chapter 4

“You’re a beautiful, smart, young woman and any man would be

lucky to have you.” His eyes now appear to be filled with.

admiration as well as crazed lust.

Though that could just be my wishful thinking. I’m sure

someone like Luke could have any woman he desires. I doubt

he’d want an inexperienced, virgin like me.

“Thank you,” I say shyly and glance at the floor.

Luke lifts my chin with his fingers, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. “You don’t have to thank me, Abby. It’s the truth,” he says sincerely, his voice deep and husky.

My heart skips a beat at his words, and I feel a wave of heat spreading through my body. Feeling his flesh on mine sends shivers down my spine. His eyes are filled with intense passion as if he’s fighting something within himself.

I try to remind myself that he’s Jason’s father. He should be completely off–limits to me. But that doesn’t stop the inappropriate thoughts that are pouring through my mind.

I bite lightly at my bottom lip, sensing the wetness growing between my thighs. Fantasies of Luke have flashed in my head

a handful of times since I’ve known him. And ever since I

discovered Jason’s infidelity, they seem to be ramping up to an

almost unbearable height.

Despite being in his early forties, Luke is so damn good- looking.

Much sexier than any guy I’ve ever gone out with. With his perfect chestnut hair, his dreamy, bedroom eyes, and the well-

toned frame that his clothes are hardly concealing.

What woman wouldn’t jump at the chance to have even one

night with him?

I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to be with him, to feel his strong hands on my body, to have him take my virginity. My heart is pounding between my ears when I look up at him, trying to hide the arousal that’s boiling inside me.

The way he’s looking down at me has my breath catching in my throat. Almost as if he’s considering devouring me, right here, this second.

He clears his throat, breaking through the silence. “I have to grab something from upstairs. Then I can take you home.” He gives me a slight smile, though there seems to be a hint of disappointment beneath it.

Without thinking, I blurt out, “Do you have to take me right

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away?” For some reason, the thought of going home so soon, away from him, is causing a tightness in my chest. “I mean, it’s just, I don’t know if I want to be alone right now after what happened earlier.”

He shakes his head. “No, I didn’t order much earlier. Besides, it’s your birthday, I’d love to feed you. It’s the least I could do as a

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