Obsessed With My Husband's Step-brother - Chapter 64: Chapter 64

I love you, Adonis Ace Giles.
I stared at the text for a moment. The fuck? Now she’s desperate enough to bring love into this obsession of hers? From the way things were going, I got a distinct feeling that Tina was not going to give up any time soon. I was really not bothered about her obsessing over something she would never get, but it was annoying that after all this time, she still was not giving up. She was the most persistent out of all the women trying to force themselves on me.
I was about to shove the phone back into my pocket when something struck my mind like a thunderbolt. How the fuck did I not notice it immediately? I brought my phone back up to stare at the picture again. Carefully this time. And my suspicion was confirmed.
The Jeep she was sitting naked in.
The fucking Jeep.
From the design, color, and layout of the inner features, it was terribly familiar. Well, all car models were familiar to me, but this is right here. This right here was not just a fucking Jeep. It was the same exact model of my Jeep parked outside in the hotel's garage right now.
The black exterior. The red interior. The design of the leather seats. The fucking top-notch features on the front dash. Down to the thick black leather on the steering wheel.
Everything was exactly the same.
Was this some freaky coincidence? That exact vehicle model was not common. The chances of this being just a coincidence were very fucking slim. Or does she somehow know what my ride looks like on the outside and inside and decided to get exactly the same Jeep, take a picture in it to send me a kind of hint? But how the fuck?
I have never even fucking seen her in person.
I was still trying to fucking figure this the fuck out when my phone buzzed again and something popped up on the screen again. It was another fucking text. From her again.
You could fuck me against the hard leather of this car, baby.
With the text came another picture. This one was more vulgar than the last. She was sprawled out on the back seat, her naked thighs spread far and wide to flaunt her pussy in front of the camera. Her naked breasts were propped by her hands, nipples pointing straight at the camera too. Long golden jewelry dangled from her belly button down to rest on her open clit. Her lips were curled in a dark smirk, half-lidded lustful eyes stared at the camera like she could see me through it.
It was not just a coincidence.
This was a deliberately orchestrated move on her part. The fact that she actually referred to the car in the second text meant she wanted to make sure I paid attention to the type of vehicle she was in. She was sending a message between the lines. And I think I got exactly what she was trying to pass across.
She knows the Jeep is exactly the same as mine. And she wants me to know that too.
Why?
It only meant one fucking thing. She was stalking me. In person. She must be around somewhere, watching and taking tabs of my movements. Women like this could be dangerous, that, I know. I stared at my phone thoughtfully for a moment before I decided to finally text her back for the first time ever. My thumb flitted over the screen as I typed the words, Do you want to meet?
And tapped send.
I took another sip from my drink and looked over at Cole. He and his new lady friend were deeply engrossed in some conversation, their bodies nearly glued together. Judging by the looks on their faces, whatever they were saying to each other definitely wasn’t something I would like to hear. A curvy woman was walking around the space, carefully placing appetizers on the tables, for anyone who was interested.
My phone buzzed and on looking down at the lit-up screen, sure enough, it was a reply from Tina. I arched an eyebrow as my eyes skimmed over the text.
I knew you’d come around. And yes baby, I’m fucking dying to meet you. *winking emoji*
But, I will come to you. Soon.
What the fuck does that even mean?
Whatever she meant, it was confirmed beyond doubt now. She knows my whereabouts. She knows where to find me and she had been quietly watching me from the shadows all along. All good, because I wanted her to fucking stop these fucking games. Even the heavens know I would be waiting for her.
A feminine scent filtered and registered in my mind as a soft body slid softly onto the space right beside my reclining figure, slightly leaning into me. I looked to my side to see a female face that had bright pink lips curled in a flirty smile.
“You look like good company.” She purred in a voice that was surprisingly modulated in contrast to her soft, girly appearance. Her extreme eyelashes blinked up at me, her bleached white hair propped up in a high ponytail and her tiny pink jacket strained against its single button, with her large pale breasts threatening to bounce free at any moment.
Another soft body slid against my hard one at my other side, and I felt a slender arm hook over my shoulder. A billow of white smoke blew past my face and I looked to my other side to see another woman that looked like the first one, but with darker skin. Her white hair was in an identical ponytail and her large, glistening breasts strained dangerously against her small jacket too. And she was smoking a hookah.
Biracial twins?
“Hey, handsome. I’ve been unable to take my eyes off you.” She popped the tube out of her mouth and smiled. Then she directed a glare across me. “Don’t fucking pounce on him like that.”
“What? I couldn’t let those other women get to him first.” The pale one said, leaning closer against my arm, her cleavage squishing against it. I arched a brow at her. She blushed and snuggled closer against me, the soft flesh of her breasts nearly swallowing my arm.
The second one huffed and looked back at me. “I’m sorry about that. She’s kind of clingy, but I wouldn’t blame her though, you’re dead-ass sexy. Hope she’s not making you too uncomfortable.” Her eyes glanced briefly at my arm wedged between her twin's massive breasts.
I gave her a look. Does she see anything remotely uncomfortable about me? “It’s nothing I can’t handle,” I said coolly. They both perked up and grinned at each other, their eyes gleaming with approval. The pale one excitedly and unnecessarily placed a kiss on my cheek, her breasts bouncing from the motion and the other one laughed, steamy smoke billowing daintily out of her mouth.
“I like you.” They both said simultaneously. There was something about them that fascinated me and I found myself letting out a small dark laugh. That seemed to encourage them as they introduced themselves but I forgot their names the moment I heard them.
“I’m Adonis,” I said.
“That name is fucking perfect for you, Adonis.” The darker one ran a hand over my jaw.
“Do you want an appetizer, Adonis?” The pale one moved up to hover in front of my face, effectively blocking her twin away from my line of sight with her boobs. I found it kind of hard to believe she was talking about the cakes, donuts, and chocolate behind her when she was throwing her breasts carelessly in my face.
She did not even wait for a reply before she twisted around to grab a plate of chocolate bars. Her twin grabbed that quick chance to sidle closer, crossing one leg over my knee. “So, you’re an automotive engineer like Jade? I heard from her that you’re one of the big shots in the industry.”
“Yeah.”
“Hm. You must be good with your hands.” She whispered. She was definitely not talking about cars.
The pale one turned back around with the chocolate and smiled down at me. “You like chocolate?”
“Yeah. I’m kind of hungry.” I said. They seemed happy to hear that and the pale one giggled, picking up a chocolate bar and bringing it closer to my lips. I took it in my mouth, my lips brushing her fingers slightly.
Her cheeks were rose pink with delight. I chuckled on the inside at their utter excitement. I found them fucking adorable, which was weird since it was obvious they wanted to fuck me, share my cock and naked body between themselves like some twin kink.
The other twin wanted some of the attention too so she grabbed a couple of treats and they took turns feeding me, their bodies curled over mine as they daintily asked questions, smiling and trying to out-flirt each other.
I caught a glimpse of Cole glaring at me with an expression that said, why the fuck do you get two, and I get just one?
I made sure he realized I could see him and then gave him a dark, cocky smirk.
After a while, the doors burst open and a couple of hotel staff rolled in large amounts of food decked out professionally. They transferred it onto all the flat surfaces they could find in the living area of Jade’s suite and left.
Jade finally announced her good news to the rest of the guests and they applauded, voices chanting congratulations rented the air accompanied by the clink of glasses. The twins were still glued to my sides, the pale one clinging to my arm and the other twin smoking her hookah with one of her hands resting on my thigh. As if to say, this is ours. They were obviously waiting for the opportunity to get us alone and out of here to get naked and have sex.
Jade sank her ass into the couch right in front of me, with a big grin on her face.
“Hm. This looks delicious.” She gushed, staring over the wide array of food in front of us. “And guess what guys? My special masterpiece is only available on this table.”
“What did you make?” I asked. I could already perceive the distinct aroma of something that my mind recognized as familiar.
“Chicken soup. With not just chicken, but so many different types of assorted meat too. It’s delicious as fuck.” She beamed at me.
“We’re going to be the ones to decide if it’s delicious, Jade, not you.” That Sam-guy said, settling down beside her. Jade smirked darkly at him and he quickly added, “I know it’ll be great, anyway.”
Cole laughed and leaned in to dish himself some food. “Let’s dig in already. It’s a fucking feast!”
The entire table cheered in agreement and leaned in to grab some food. For some reason, I reached for the soup first, the spicy aroma drawing me in. The twins eagerly took over dishing out my food and I stared at them vacantly. It all reminded me of some time far in the past.
Cora used to make amazing chicken soup specially for me. It was my favorite. She would dish it out for me exactly like the twins were doing right now with her smile, her voice softly teasing me for always being hungry and impatient back then.
I did not like thinking about those fucking times so I slammed the door hard on that bittersweet memory and forced myself to focus back on the present.
A spoon of steaming soup appeared in front of me, a small pale hand trying to feed me and it strongly reminded me of times I was trying not to think about. I moved my face away and held her hand, bringing the spoon back down into the glass bowl. I met her eyes staring at me in confusion.
“Don’t,” I said in a low tone.
The pale twin slowly nodded and took a spoonful of hers, watching me thoughtfully. Then she motioned at something in front of me. I looked to see Jade eagerly staring at me and I realized she was waiting for me to taste it and give her a review.
Fuck.
This better taste good.
I lifted a spoonful and took it in my mouth, slowly and tentatively tasting. My eyes locked with Jade’s eager ones.
It tasted kind of funny.
At first. But in a split second the flavors burst out and my eyebrows raised, slightly impressed.
“Tastes good,” I said to her, taking another spoonful and she squealed, yelling I told you so and laughter erupted.