To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

I’d tried to push Aisha’s voice to the back of my head never to be remembered again but it seemed like I’d lost my ability to forget things because her words kept ringing in my head and with each time I seem to hear it, it stings more than the last time I heard it.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Mason drove to a restaurant since we haven’t really had anything to eat today. I was lost in my own thoughts that I had no idea when he placed the order.

Our food came and I realized that he’d ordered my favorite but I’d already lost my appetite to eat so I just twirled my fork on my plate as I kept thinking about what Aisha said.

“Living without you was hell and it’s something that I never want to happen again, I was lost and that’s how I feel when I get even the slightest bit separated from you.” Mason started and I forced out a smile.

He told me everything that happened when I was absent and how Aisha had tried to seduce him too and that was when I knew that Khalid was the one who’d ratted his mother out to Mason.

“She’s crazy, I tell you. She had a gun to Khalid’s head and threatened to kill him.” He explained and I listened to every word as I let my flames of anger lick through me.

My body vibrated and I knew that it wasn’t just because of what she said at the police station but the fact that she seduced Mason and threatened to kill her own son.

What kind of mother would do something like that?

“We should make sure that she gets the sentence she deserves. She doesn’t even deserve to see the light of another day.” I snarled through gritted teeth before controlling myself.

I didn’t mean it that way and I was only speaking out of anger and that was when I realized that I’d almost leave my seat and Mason was looking at me with wide eyes.

“Oh, I didn’t mean it like that,” I muttered as I sat back, “what I meant was she shouldn’t be given another chance to hurt us or any other people again.” I explained and Mason nodded.

“You are the green light I’ve been waiting for and I’ll do just as you’ve said.” He assured me with a smile that I reluctantly returned.

What is going on with me? I was letting my anger take the best part of me.

Quietly, I ate the little I could out of my food before Mason and I made our way to the car. Getting in, I placed my head on the window so that I could look outside.

“Ava?” I heard Mason call and the way his hand gently slipped on my thigh jolted me out of my thoughts as I turned to look at him.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asked in a low tone that made my heart melt.

“I’m not,” I finally replied after a while of thinking and silence, “Aisha is right.” I added and he raised one of his eyebrows.

“What do you mean? What is she right about?” He probed.

“She’s right about us being siblings, we shouldn’t be doing this, don’t you get it? Everywhere I go now I keep hearing that same voice in my head telling me that what we’re doing is all shades of wrong.” I explained with a sigh as I shifted away from him.

“We’re not siblings, Ava,” Mason responded before abruptly stopping the car on the free road so he could talk to me properly.

“I love you. That’s all that matters and we shouldn’t pay any heed to anyone or Aisha for that matter,” he continued, “we’re not even real siblings and just because our parents are married doesn’t mean we shouldn’t give each other a chance.” He added.

“I Love you so much and I don’t care what anyone else says, I will always love you.” He assured me with a smile and for the first time in a while I felt better.

Staring into his beautiful eyes, I leaned in to kiss him and he met me just at the point that I needed him to. His lips trailed from my lips down to my neck and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my mouth.

I missed him so much, his touch and the way he made me feel. Every touch of his finger left me yearning for more and I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.

“Let’s get home.” Mason smirked as he continued the drive with his other hand on my thigh, trailing it up and down and I could feel the drip between my legs.

We got to the house and everywhere was silent, Mason picked me up and carried me bridal style to our room.

Gently laying me on the bed, he stripped me of my clothes and the prolonged anticipation of him inside me was something I couldn’t hold back anymore.

The touch of his hand was suddenly almost unbearable in its tenderness, I could feel his uneven breathing on my neck as he gave it a slight bite and lick that made me arch.

He was so gentle with me as he reclaimed my lips and placed his weight on me and I could feel his dick pressed against me just below my abdomen.

His tongue flickered on my nipples, causing it to get more swollen and stimulated than it already was as his fingers caressed my pussy, moisturizing it.

The thought of his dick inside me almost sent me over the edge, thrusting his hips and separating my thighs gently.

Mason’s cock sank into the cleft between my thighs sending me into multiple spirals of pleasure as a breathy moan and gasp left my mouth.

Clawing at his back, I knew he was gentle with me because I was still healing but I wanted more, more than just his rhythmic and slow fuck.

Pulling him so he crashed into me, “Faster.” I whispered into his ear.