Obsessed With My Husband's Step-brother - Chapter 48: Chapter 48

LEILANI.
It is all my fault.
I approached the entire thing the wrong way and now, Neil and I were upset at each other. But why did he have to say those awful things? What the hell is wrong with him?
I flopped down into a comfy couch, sinking into its softness. I wanted to talk to Ashley. I should have asked for advice about this before even talking to Neil, but it’s too late now. The light from the screen of my phone illuminated my face in the dimness of the home theatre.
I pressed call and got up to switch on the lights before returning to my seat, curling my legs up against my body.
In no time, Ashley’s face filled up the screen.
“Hey, Ash.” My voice came out flat.
The screen shook and showed the floor a couple of times with muffled sounds of cursing and laughter before Ashley’s face appeared again. “Kid sis! What’s up?” A male voice said something in the background and Ashley grabbed something that looked like a pillow and hurled it at the man. “Shut up.” She hissed then looked back at me, smiling.
I arched an eyebrow. “Am I interrupting something? I can call sometime later.”
“Hell no, you won’t.” She exclaimed and the male voice said something again, his voice way closer this time. I saw a muscular hand wrap around her supple shoulders and she pushed it away, glaring sideways at the owner of the arm.
“Why are you being so fucking rude, huh? Can you not see I’m on a call? With my sister?” She spat. The male voice started to say something again but she did not stop going off on him. “You’re being disrespectful, don’t be like that to my sister, you hear that? And you’re bothering me. Are you trying to make a queen upset…?”
At that point, I just sighed and buried my head in my hand. I definitely do not want to hear Ashley have one of her crazy disagreements with her latest daddy. Ugh. My mood is bad enough, I don’t need anything more.
After what seemed like hours, I heard her call my name. I raised my head and looked back at the screen slowly. “You done?” I asked.
She laughed. “You know how these boys are.” Her laughter slowly died down when she saw the expression on my face. Concern slowly appeared in her eyes as her expression grew serious. “Hey, what’s wrong, Lei?”
“I had a fight with Neil,” I said in a small voice.
She gasped. “Why? What happened?”
I told her all about the huge contract and how I had been trying to avoid being part of the shoot, all to no avail. I recounted how I told Neil about it and he completely took it the wrong way.
“He said some awful stuff and I’m so mad at him.” My eyebrows were furrowed. “But I think it was my fault too. Maybe I should not have told him the truth, I could have just lied or told him half-truths. But he would find out anyway and Neil hates people lying to him…I just thought lying would make things worse..” I shook my head. “But saying the complete truth isn’t any better.”
Ashley shook her head. “Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth, but you did good, sis. It’s great that you told him, no matter how you put it, it takes any type of burden off your neck.” Then she pointed a finger at me. “This is for your business, something you’ve worked so hard for. Letting this massive opportunity go will be way more painful than you can imagine. Do you want to see your phony ass competitors leave you in the dust? Hell no. So, sign that shit and do what you have to do.”
I ran a hand through my hair. “In the heat of the moment, I lied to him that I already signed the contract. He looked so upset. But I actually plan to go for the signing tomorrow morning.”
“Good. This is such an amazing opportunity and if you miss it now, you don’t know how long it would take to come across something like this again. I’m sure Neil would realize this.”
“Exactly. I don’t plan on missing this chance to grow like never before. My brand will be known internationally, Ash. I can’t pass this up.” I nodded.
“Great. Listen, I know Neil loves you, and if that love is genuine, he will get over it soon and support you. He might be upset for a while though, boys can be stubborn, but you both have to make this work so everyone’s okay.”
I nodded slowly, her words sinking in. Then I scoffed. “You give a lot of relationship advice for someone who is single.”
She huffed. “Is my new man a joke to you?” Then she gasped, a smile appearing on her face. “You have to meet him. Wait, I’ll call him.”
“Um. Later, Ash. I’ll talk to him later.” I said quickly.
She shrugged and leaned back in her seat, staring at me thoughtfully. Then she said, “Don’t let this upset you too much, sis. I know you’re very faithful to your fiancé and he knows this too. So he really has nothing to worry about.”
Those words felt like a stab in my gut.
Because she was wrong. Dead wrong. I’m not a faithful fiancée anymore. I’m not the loyal girl she knew anymore. I keep lying to Neil and keep having hot, filthy sex with his sexy step-brother. And it feels so fucking good.
I am a sinner now.
Adonis
I had finally completed a root cause analysis on this prototype my team and I have been working on and in a fluid movement of my fingers across the keyboard, I forwarded it to the head of engineering support personnel.
Done.
I shut my laptop close and moved my neck from side to side, trying to ease my sore neck muscles. It was real late into the night, barely after midnight. As I got up from the couch, emptying the remaining contents of the water bottle squashed in my fist into my mouth, something caught my eye.
Fucking shit. One of my boxing gloves was wedged in the closet door in a mess only a dog could make.
Chase.
That fucking dog. I chucked the water bottle on the couch with a little more force than was necessary and strode over to yank the door open. A couple of my gym stuff clattered down. Only a few remained the same. Some others had dried saliva slobbered all over and a few signs of getting chewed on.
“Fuck!” I growled. How the fuck had I not noticed earlier? I was probably too fucking distracted by Leilani's ass and tempting breasts to even see what was right in front of me. With a foot, I spread the stuff out on the floor and discovered that one of my boxing gloves was missing.
One of the red pairs. My absolute favorite.
Fuck!
I only stood a chance of getting that shit back without getting my hand bitten the fuck off if Chase was asleep. That motherfucker. Cursing under my breath, I strode out of my bedroom.
Ever since I gave the fucking dog a treat just one time, it started to wander into my room even though it still kind of dislikes me. The feeling’s mutual.
I climbed down the stairs and rounded off a corner before I got to Chase’s room. Standing in the doorway, I peered into the lavishly designed space. His dog bed was empty and his toys were abandoned. He was not even in the corners of his room.
I let out a sigh and leaned my head back against the wall. Of all those many toys, he fucking preferred my brand new boxing gloves.
“I got to find that little shit,” I muttered and leaned off the wall. I just hoped he was not in Neil’s fucking bedroom. I had noticed that Chase liked curling up in the dark spots of the house so I already had a few rough ideas of where to find him.
A couple of moments later, I stepped into the dim home theatre. It was nearly always shadowy in here so that fucking dog could have decided to spend the night here. The big screen spanning the width of the opposite wall was showing some automatic gallery themes, glowing softly in the low lighting. Why the hell was it switched on?
I moved deeper into the room only to see a long, luxuriant hair spilling over the arm of a big sofa. I paused for a moment. Leilani? My dirty mind had already started to imagine a lot of nasty things as I moved closer to the sofa to stand behind it and get a better look.
My pants immediately tightened as soon as my eyes landed on the painfully tempting sight of Leilani laying on her belly in the softness of the sofa, her head propped up by pillows and her hair pouring off the arm of the sofa.
A mad rush of blood pumped into my cock. Fuck! What was she fucking wearing? This is how she goes to bed? I could not bear to imagine her always dressing like this to go to bed with Neil. Fuck!
She was in a really tiny blue silk dress that seemed to start from her waist, leaving the rest of her smooth, soft back naked, save for two tiny straps crossed in an X over her silky skin. The dress was tiny and reached from her waist to stop in the middle of her shapely round ass cheeks, exposing the rest of her soft naked ass, thighs, and legs.
My hands burned with the need to touch her. Jesus, if Leilani dresses like this around me each night, fuck, I would fuck her every fucking hour of the night and probably get her fucking pregnant like a horny animalistic beast. Damn!
I sucked in a deep breath to control myself. She probably came in here to watch a movie and slept off. If that was the case, Neil should have come to get her by now. I walked over to the front of the sofa, my bulging crotch feeling particularly uncomfortable. I was alone with a half-naked Leilani in a room with lots of big, soft sofas and poor lighting. A lot of X-rated scenes were playing out in my mind and my cock pulsed in raging desire.
I leaned down to sit at the edge of the sofa, leaning my arm on the back of the sofa to support myself. She was so fucking close. Her ass is right under my fucking face. She might be naked under this tiny scrap of cloth.
“Leilani.” My voice came out deeper and huskier with lust.
She slept on peacefully, her shoulders softly moving with her even breaths. I wet my bottom lip and placed a hand on the back of her knee, her skin soft beneath my palm. The sight of how big my hand was against her flesh turned me on to the point where my control was hanging by a thread. I slowly moved my hand up her thigh and she squirmed in response to my touch, muttering something in a breathy whisper, the fingers of her left hand curled close to her plump pink lips.
My pulse was pumping, my body heated and raging to give pleasure to her pliable, supple, and vulnerable body under me.
I leaned my other arm off the couch to press my hand into the sofa at her side as I climbed into the sofa, hovering over her body. My hand moved up her ass and squeezed.
She squirmed again, the movement making her ass bounce deliciously. I nearly groaned. Her thighs were slightly parted, a carnal invitation to what was nestled between. I leaned down slightly, my strong thighs pressing into her soft flesh as I slid a finger between her ass cheeks to meet the tiny scrap of fabric covering her vagina sticky and sopping wet.
Fuck!