Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Waves Of Pleasure Chapter 155: Waves Of Pleasure The way Natalie whispered his name felt like a feather brushing across Justin’s heart, stirring something deep within him.

If only it wasn’t just the drug-induced need that made her call out to him-if it were out of love.

How perfect would that have been?

Her grip on his hand tightened, her desperate voice trembling.

“…Please€¦” she begged again.

Justin’s resolve cracked.

He could no longer see her in pain.

Justin hovered over her, pinning her soft body under his in that soft mattress, enveloping her aching body into a comforting warmth.

He brushed stray strands of damp hair from her sweaty cheek, his fingertips featherlight.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice low and steady, though his heart pounded in his chest.

“Please€¦ just help me,” she whispered, her voice husky and wanton.

It lured him in like a siren’s song, tempting him to fall willingly into her embrace.

Justin’s darkened gaze dropped to her trembling lips, and in the next moment, he captured them in a searing kiss, deeper and more intense than anything Natalie could have imagined.

His hands locked hers firmly into the mattress, his muscles taut, veins bulging with effort as he held himself in control.

His tongue parted her lips with practiced skill, slipping into her mouth with a hunger that matched the urgency she’d displayed earlier.

He explored her mouth completely, their tongues tangling in a heated dance.

Natalie tried her best to keep up with him, despite having no experience before, the need inside her body driving her on its own.

Justin’s masculine scent enveloped her, and the drug’s effects surged, making every touch unbearable in its intensity.

A shiver ran through her body, and she trembled uncontrollably beneath him, overwhelmed by the sensation.

The kiss left Natalie breathless, her mind a hazy blur.

Just as she thought she might lose herself completely, Justin finally pulled back, panting as if he’d run a marathon.

“I have to do something to make you feel better,” he said between ragged breaths, his gaze lingering on her flushed face and expectant eyes.

He knew she was not in the right state to answer, and he took the decision on his own.

“Just remember that it was you who asked me to.” With that, his hand slid slowly down her thigh, inching her dress higher.

The soft fabric gathered beneath his touch as he moved, his fingers nearing the heat between her legs.

A moan escaped her lips, filled with anticipation, her body responding to him instinctively.

Justin’s fingers slipped beneath the delicate lace of her undergarments, seeking the place where she needed him desperately.

Natalie gasped sharply, her entire body trembling the moment his fingers expertly glided through her slick folds.

“Ju…stin…” she moaned, her voice breathless and needy.

Her legs shifted instinctively, rubbing against each other, while her chest heaved, struggling to keep pace with the overwhelming sensations surging through her.

Justin’s jaw tightened as he felt just how ready she was-how desperately her body responded to his touch, threatening to break the fragile control he had over himself.

“Ah…Justin…” Hearing her calling his name like this, was like she was trying to drive him to the insanity.

He was no sane person either.  Desperate to silence her from calling his name, he captured her lips again in a deep, hungry kiss, pouring his frustration and desire into the act.

His mouth moved with urgency, drowning her in a passionate embrace as one of his fingers slipped inside her with deliberate care.

A soft cry escaped Natalie’s lips, muffled by the kiss, and her hands clutched his shoulders tightly, seeking an anchor amidst the waves of pleasure crashing through her.

It was a feeling unlike anything she had ever experienced, overwhelming and intoxicating.

Justin’s fingers moved in a slow, rhythmic motion, coaxing her deeper into bliss.

His thumb brushed, teasing circles around that delicate, sensitive spot, skilfully building her pleasure to it’s peak.

Natalie’s body trembled violently as a powerful wave of ecstasy swept over her, leaving her floating in a haze of pleasure.

Justin stopped kissing her, letting her breathe, taking into her beautiful face that looked erotic at the moment, probably the most beautiful sight of her he was watching and he would be the only one after this.

Her mind blurred, and every thought dissolved into the overwhelming sensation, her senses numb and disoriented as she gave in completely to the release.

Just then, a knock sounded on the bedroom door.

“Mr.

Harper, the doctor is here.” Relief flooded Justin.

He had no intention of taking things further with Natalie.

His only focus had been on helping her until the doctor arrived.

Carefully, he withdrew his hand, causing Natalie’s body to twitch slightly in response.

He left the bed, grabbed a tissue to clean his hand, then straightened her dress and gently pulled the blanket over her.

Natalie’s heavy-lidded eyes opened, her gaze still filled with longing.

It was clear that the brief moment they shared had not satisfied her-her need remained insatiable.

“The doctor is here.

Hold on,” Justin instructed firmly, leaving no room for argument.

She swallowed hard, trying to fight through the haze of the drug, her mind still clouded but desperate to regain some sense of control.

The door opened, and the doctor stepped in to examine Natalie.

After checking her vitals, he administered a sedative, which gradually lulled her into a deep sleep.

He also drew a blood sample for further testing.

As Natalie slept peacefully, Justin followed the doctor out of the bedroom.

“Will she be alright?” The doctor nodded.

“The medicine will keep her asleep for now.

In the meantime, we’ll analyze the drug in her system to determine if there are any harmful side effects.

Mr.

Davis explained her condition when he contacted me, so I came prepared.” Justin raised an eyebrow.

“Mr.

Davis?” “Yes,” the doctor confirmed.

“Both you and Mr.

Steve Davis called me for the same patient.

I assumed you were friends.” Justin didn’t comment on it.  “I’ll take a leave then.

I need to look into that drug,” the doctor informed.

Justin allowed him.

Once the doctor left, Noah explained Justin about how Steve Davis helped John and Natalie and he was said to be Mia Wilson’s fiance.  “…and this place is his private suite?” Justin asked, annoyed that Natalie was sleeping in the bed in which some other man had been sleeping.

But, he swallowed that anger, thinking it was nothing compared to Natalie’s well being.  Noah understood the meaning and said, “I will quickly arrange another suite for you and Ms Natalie,” and left.