Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Passionate Reunion
At the hotel…

Natalie soon arrived at the hotel. She entered her room, intending to rest for a while before lunchtime. Just before she could insert the keycard to turn on the lights in the dimly lit room, a hand stopped her, pulling her closer to a tall, masculine figure only to press her against the wall with her both hands locked above her head.

And before she could make a sound, her mouth was already sealed by a pair of familiar lips.

It all happened in a flash, leaving her no time to react. Before she could even struggle properly, she relaxed as she recognized the familiar touch and scent.

Justin. Her husband.

Natalie let down her guard and kissed him back, just as passionately. Through that kiss, she could feel the longing he had for her—and she was no different. It had only been a few days, yet she already missed him.

In the dimly lit room, they continued to kiss as if there were no tomorrow, forgetting even to breathe. Breathless, she whispered his name, “Justin.”

“Did you miss me?” he asked, panting heavily.

She hummed in a low, ragged voice.

In response, he let go of her hands, which he had still pinned above her head, and moved her toward the small table by the wall, where a vase was placed.

Smash!

The vase fell to the ground as he pushed it aside and lifted Natalie, making her sit on the table while he stood between her parted legs. Her dress was pulled over her thighs as his hands ran roughly along her bare flesh.

Meanwhile, outside the room…

Ryan and John heard the sound of the vase smashing. Both of them quickly became alert. Without thinking much, John pulled out the spare keycard he carried in case of emergencies and opened the door.

“Ms. Natalie—”

“Get lost,” a cold and angry voice came from inside.

Ryan and John barely caught a glimpse of two figures in the dimly lit room, pressed against the wall, indulging in an intimate act.

John quickly closed the door and looked at Ryan. “Didn’t you know your boss was coming?”

“I wasn’t informed at all,” Ryan replied, looking just as flabbergasted as John.

Just then, Noah arrived. “Oh, you two are here.”

John glared at him. “Why didn’t you inform us about Mr. Harper’s arrival?”

“It was a last-minute decision,” Noah replied. “What happened?”

John gritted his teeth and walked away. “Useless.”

Noah was taken aback and turned to Ryan. “What’s wrong with him?”

Ryan explained, “…He was already angry because he couldn’t beat the shit out of Ivan Brown, and now this happened.”

Noah sighed. “Aren’t we already used to seeing them intimate anywhere? What’s the big deal?”

“Well, you can ask that to John. When it comes to Ms. Natalie, he’s a little sensitive,” Ryan said. “What do you think?”

Noah hummed. “Indeed, he is very protective of her.”

—

Inside the room, the couple, unbothered, continued to kiss and devour each other. Justin’s hands had already worked on the zipper at the back of Natalie’s dress, and it slid down, pooling around her waist.

Natalie, equally eager, unbuttoned his shirt, which he removed and tossed onto the ground, exposing his perfectly sculpted torso for her to touch.

Sitting comfortably on the table, with her legs on his either side, Natalie traced her fingertips over his toned chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her touch.

Her breath hitched as Justin leaned in, pressing soft, lingering kisses along the curve of her neck. Each kiss sent waves of heat through her body, making her grip his shoulders tighter, pulling him closer.

His hands moved with a desperate need, yet there was a tenderness in the way he held her. In the dark, Their gazes locked, filled with unspoken emotions, longing that had only grown stronger in their time apart.

“You have no idea how much I missed you,” Justin murmured against her lips, his voice husky with desire.

Natalie cupped his face, her thumbs brushing over his cheekbones. “Then show me,” she whispered, surrendering herself completely to him.

With a deep breath, he captured her lips once more, pouring every ounce of his passion into that kiss.

Rip!

In the heat of passion and impatience, Justin had ripped apart the beautiful and delicate dress she was wearing, getting rid of any clothes on her body, leaving her all bare to his touch.

His clothes removed as well, he settled himself between her legs as he said, “Don’t expect me to be a gentle today.”

Before Natalie could understand or even reply, a painful gasp left her mouth, but at the same time, feeling the waves of pleasure starting to build inside her, the kind she missed the past few nights.

Her fingers dug into Justin’s back, her breath coming in uneven gasps as he moved against her with unwavering intensity. Their bodies pressed together, skin burning against skin, lost in a rhythm that neither of them wanted to break.

He held her firmly, as though grounding himself in her presence, his touch igniting every nerve, every dormant desire she had tried to suppress in his absence.

She arched into him, her lips parting as a soft moan escaped—a sound that sent a shiver down his spine. He dipped his head to her neck, tracing the delicate curve with slow, lingering kisses, savoring the taste of her.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured against her ear, his voice thick with need.

Natalie met his gaze, her eyes dark with longing. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, her nails dragging over his skin, urging him closer, deeper.

He obeyed, his movements deliberate yet unrelenting, each motion designed to drive her further into a place of sheer bliss. The heat between them built steadily, overwhelming, like an unstoppable force neither could resist.

As if the world outside faded for both of them, all that remained was the sound of their breaths, the whispered name of the other, and the fire that burned between them, refusing to be extinguished.

After a few hours, Natalie found herself lying in the bed, all exhausted. She didn’t have a will to say a word, and closed her eyes only to be drifted to sleep.

Justin, finally let her go, allowing her to rest while he lay next to her quietly. His gaze closely stuck on her face, he didn’t wish to look anywhere but her.

Though he was busy taking care of his business, there was not a single moment he didn’t miss her. The previous night when she asked him to come to her, how could he not fulfil her wish. She came before anything else in his life.

Nothing was more important than her.