Unleashed (A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance) Read Online Free PDF

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    Now with the gown off, I can see the shape of her body. God, she’s got some hips on her, and thighs I’d caress for hours.
    And her ass… she’s got it there, alright. It’s big, and it makes my hands feel empty.
    She’s no Barbie-doll or fashion model. She’s got curves, and I love ’em. Just thinking about running my hands down her sides, over her hips, down the insides of her thighs… I’m straining to contain myself.
    I don’t know exactly what it is about her, but she’s special, different. She’s got me all wound-up and she doesn’t even know it.
    “Really,” she sniffs, looking toward the sea. “I’m definitely not full of myself.”
    “Well, let me think. Today you’ve called me an idiot something like seven times, stupid maybe three times, and basically all your insults have been aimed at my intelligence. I’d say you’re pretty up yourself in a very particular way.”
    “What, you a psychologist now?”
    “See, you did it again. And I don’t have to be. Any idiot could see it.” I wink at her, and to my total surprise, I see just a flicker of a smile.
    “You know, Chance, you’re not as interesting as you think you are.”
    “I’m certainly more interesting than you thought I was,” I say.
    “Try again,” she says, narrowing her eyes.
    I take out a box of mints. I rattle it, but she just shakes her head, so I shrug, and pop two into my mouth.
    She takes a deep breath, and I prepare myself for a lot of words.
    “You think you’re like this mystery to be unraveled. Some kind of enigma. You think that girls like you not because you’re the quote-unquote bad boy on the outside… stop laughing.”
    But I can’t help myself. She even did the finger air-quote gesture.
    “You think you’re all hard on the outside and that actually you’re this interesting person on the inside and that everybody is just dying to puzzle you out, dying to unlock the true you .”
    “Now you sound like the psychologist.”
    “I’ve met your type before.”
    “No you haven’t.”
    “Yes I have.”
    “Really?” I say, and I know I’m going to hate myself for letting the next words fly out of my mouth. But I do, because that’s me.
    “How many guys like me want to spend time talking to you?”



Chapter Five

Every time I think he can’t possibly get any worse, he somehow manages to top himself.
    Every single time.
    It doesn’t even offend me. Well, that’s a lie. It does, and it does hurt a little, but fuck him, I really don’t care what he thinks, and I’m done with him.
    “Fuck you, Chance.”
    I walk off, quicker, pushing him away as I pass by him. The feel of his hard chest on my palms lingers and tingles. It’s like I can still feel his body heat in my hands.
    A moment passes, and I keep walking, but I feel like I’m walking the plank. I feel like I’m crossing a tightrope without a harness. I feel like I’m waiting for something…
    “But they should want to,” he calls from behind me.
    I stop, wondering if I heard him correctly. I turn around slowly, and see him walking toward me. He’s closing the distance between us in powerful strides, and I am just rooted to the floor, breathing quickly, my heart racing, wondering what’s going to happen next.
    And then he holds my face in his huge, strong hands, and he kisses me. It’s not just any kiss. He crushes my lips against his. There’s no tongue at first, he just kisses my lips, and before I know it, I’ve dropped my things, and I’m holding onto his broad back, and I’m kissing him back.
    Not just any kiss. I’m crushing my lips against his, and I’m moaning into his mouth, and I’m sending my tongue deep inside.
    I can feel his hot breath on me, and then he’s kissing down my neck, and I’m gripping onto his hair, and his hands are rounding my waist and on my ass and he gives my cheeks a squeeze. Unconsciously, I push my hips into his, and I’m startled to feel his hardness through his jeans.
    Our kiss