Bought by My stepbrother, the don

Chapter 32: Aftermath

Carmen’s POV

My heart thumped harder in my chest as I felt his tongue slide against mine. It sent tingles straight through my stomach and spine as I struggled to pull away. Worse was the fact that part of me actually liked it. freewebnσvel.cøm

Part of me wanted to feel more—his tongue coiling around mine, his heated breath in my mouth as his lips pressed hard against mine. But I would rather bite my tongue off than admit it. I pushed harder against him, only to feel his hands drop from my waist to my thighs as I hovered over him.

He pressed his thighs against mine, hard enough for me to feel his hardened member between his legs.

Unable to take it any longer, I bit his lip and pushed him away. This time, he gave in. He licked his lips with reckless abandon, making it clear he wanted more as I glared at him.

"What’s wrong with you?" I gasped, stamping down the urge to raise my fingers and touch my lips, which I was sure were swollen from how hard he had kissed me. Worse was the fact that I could still feel the pressure of his lips against mine as I met his gaze—and he held mine.

It was clear. Right then, he still wanted to pull me in for another kiss.

I jerked away and scrambled off his legs as fast as I could, speaking quickly as I tried to ignore the way my heart still hammered in my chest.

"One kiss. That’s all you asked for," I said, glaring at him.

He raised his fingers to his lips, his eyes fixed on me as he responded, intensity clear in his gaze. "...That was one kiss. If I kiss you again, then it would make two."

I scowled.

All I wanted was to get out of the car and put distance between us—but not before I got what I was promised.

"...The gun," I said, trying to mask whatever else I felt beneath the anger.

A slow smile spread across his lips as he pushed open the door and stepped out.

"I’ll have one sent to your room," he said.

I waited for him to move so I could follow, but instead he turned back to me, holding my gaze as he spoke.

"You didn’t hate kissing me."

The confidence in his voice made me go completely still for a second. Wondering what gave him that impression.

But the last thing I needed was for him to think that—because that would only make him demand more.

"I struggled through it. I’ve had better kisses," I said flatly. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Really? You were such a bad kisser I couldn’t tell. You bit me," he said.

I glared harder at him, especially when it was clear he wasn’t in any hurry to let me leave.

"You do know a kiss is not just a peck on the lips, right? I should rescind your gun since I mostly did the work—but I won’t...," he continued, a hint of a smirk on his face.

"Is this where you demand another kiss? Then forget it!" I snapped, already realizing the first had been a mistake. Something I would never do again—something he should already know.

"No. Once was enough," he said, his face turning into his usual blank expression as he stepped out. He offered his hand once he was outside, but I ignored him completely.

I stepped out on my own and headed straight into the mansion without waiting for him. I didn’t stop until I reached my room, slamming the door shut behind me as I leaned against it.

My heart pounded hard enough for me to hear it in my ears.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, running my hands through my hair, trying to calm myself down—and failing.

It was one thing to kiss Nico. One.

It was a completely different thing to enjoy it.

I could lie and pretend, but pretending to myself was stupid. I had kissed other boys before, but never had I felt a kiss that intense. Enough to make me lift my fingers to my lips just to recall it.

But the moment I did, I slapped myself across the face.

"Fool. Fool, fool," I muttered under my breath, knowing better than to dwell on anything related to Nico.

I had seen how emotionless he was when he tortured that girl. I had seen how easily he could turn his feelings on and off. And yet, here I was, thinking about a kiss with him—when I should have been focusing on how he figured out the girl was dangerous. The details I had missed.

I clenched my jaw, forcing the thought away.

It took everything in me not to slap myself again as I pushed away from the door and walked to the bed. I slowly took off my clothes before heading to the bathroom. I turned on the water, letting the tub fill before stepping in and sinking beneath it.

My face burned, and I wasn’t entirely sure it was from the heat.

"Fucking hell," I cursed under my breath.

It was hard not to think about the kiss. Maybe it was the intensity, or the feel of his hands against my skin, or the raw need and desire that poured out of him in a way that didn’t even seem controlled.

One thing was certain—he wanted me.

And it worried me that I almost felt the same.

When he kissed me, I had resisted at first. But the longer it went on, the more heat pooled low in my belly—enough to make me want to rip his clothes off and feel his skin against mine.

It was hard not to think about, especially since I couldn’t remember the last time I had been with a man.

Worse, I had never actually gone all the way—something I was sure I didn’t want to do with Nico.

Can I go halfway?

The thought crossed my mind, but I shut it down immediately.

Recalling the way Nico kissed me, it was obvious—

he was never going to accept anything but everything.