Obsessed With My Husband's Step-brother - Chapter 12: Chapter 12

LEILANI.
“Now, enough talking about my stupid-ass exes.” My sister slid back into her seat, placing two tubs of ice cream on our table. “Let’s talk about you.”
I laughed. “Ash, we just burned some calories running and you want us to gain it all back?”
She rolled her eyes, eyelashes fluttering. “I barely get a break from Mom always talking about my curves and shit. Don’t tell me you are becoming like her, kid sis.”
“I would never.” I raised my hand in surrender, dragging the ice cream closer with my other hand.
Ashley was also blessed with the abundant female endowments that ran in our family, but while I was the slender one with big feminine curves while she, on the other hand, was a little more fleshy, with massive curves that she flaunted as often as she breathed.
She lived across the city and even as I came visiting and we went for a morning run together, she made sure we wore tiny sports bras and shorts so we could turn heads, drop jaws and trigger boners. Yeah, she’s a crazy one. As we sat in here, eating ice cream, heads were turning in our direction and more than a couple of girlfriends had stormed out pissed off that their men kept glancing our way.
And Ashley was enjoying every second of it.
“So. How’re things going at your house and with that pretty fiancé of yours?” She asked through a mouthful of ice cream.
I gave a little shrug. “He’s fine. Treating me like a princess, as always.”
“You’re not a princess, Lei. You are a motherfucking queen. You should show him that in the bedroom.” She winked salaciously and I burst out in giggles. She wriggled her eyebrows, nodding and her long brown hair twisted into two massive braids rolled off the milky skin of her shoulder.
“His step-brother came over to stay for a little while for some business contract…” I trailed off when Ashley leaned in with interest.
I felt my face heat.
“Um. H-he’s okay, I guess. Nothing like Neil though, like polar opposites.” I continued.
Ashley gazed at me for a moment before a lewd smile stretched her red lips. “That motherfucking step-brother is hot, isn’t he?”
I groaned. “That’s not the point.”
“Look at you blushing just talking about him!” Ashley exclaimed. “Anyway, tell me all about him. You can’t have all the pretty boys. Is he sexy, like my-type sexy-”?
“You don’t have a type, Ash. Your exes are so different from each other, I think you should have a harem of men instead of just dating 'em.”
“You little shit, of course, I have a type!” She gasped. “If he’s fucking rich and sexy then he’s my type, duh.”
I snorted into my ice cream tub.
“So, what’s this guy like?” She rested her head on her hand, posed for some gossip.
A smile flitted across my lips as I started to describe Adonis, my mind drifting to a few days back when he had nearly seen me naked.
I had thought I was alone in the house because Neil had gone to work and Adonis had gone to the gym. It was pretty early in the morning and I was naked in the bedroom, ready to go take a shower but a package I had ordered earlier arrived and I had to go downstairs.
I picked the closest towel -it was pretty small- to me and wrapped it around my body, padding barefoot down to the front door to receive my package. The delivery guy was staring at me wide-eyed the whole time and I could barely hide my smirk.
After receiving the package, I closed the door and turned back, reading the label as I walked forward. I got distracted between reading the label, balancing the wide package, and walking that I forgot that the towel was too small to securely stay around my body.
And it slipped loose.
With a gasp, I dropped the package and ducked in time as the towel slipped open but my hands caught it before it exposed any part of my body that was way too private to be seen. I didn’t really think much about it until I straightened back up, still trying to cover my ass with the fabric when I saw Adonis frozen in the kitchen doorway.
He was staring at me, in his sexy as fuck work-out gear, white air-pods in his ears, hair messily spiked with his hands wrapped with black and -surprise, surprise- Chase standing by his legs.
I was more than startled. My breath hitched in my throat as my pulse took off, screaming. My face was getting hotter and hotter by the second and those darn flutters swarmed my stomach when his eyes slowly, slowly slid down my near-naked body again.
When his eyes traveled back up to meet mine, the raw intensity I found in them struck me straight in the middle of my thighs. He looked like he wanted to fucking devour me. But he did not move an inch from where he stood like his self-control would snap if he did. Instead, his mesmerizing dark, dirty gaze bewitched me and I felt my arousal growing within me like a wildfire.
So, I took a step towards him.