Chapter 1: The Trap Named Alex

"Ahh! Ahhh! Ohh! Alex! Fuck! Ahh!"

My hand stopped just the moment before I was about to twist the door knob to open it, as I pursed my lips automatically.

Actually, it wasn't like I wanted to come back this soon to this place, but I had no other choice, you know.

And this is absolutely the main reason why I didn't want to come back. As I knew this bastard could never keep his shaft in his pants for long and always need someone to take care of it.

Alex is my stepbrother, yet not my stepbrother. After the death of my supposed parents, we got to know that I wasn't biologically related to any of my 'parents', the very same parents who were taking care of me since I was young.

Well, I vaguely remembered that when I was two or three, my mom had remarried to Alex's dad and then onwards, we were a family.

So, when the truth came to the surface, we couldn't control the deep hidden feelings of ours anymore.

My body and heart had long been craving for Alex, my supposed stepbrother. And by some incidents, Alex had also confessed his feelings for me.

But we controlled ourselves since we didn't want to disappoint our parents and spoil their happiness for our selfishness.

And I would often find Alex fucking a chic whenever our parents were out. And he would deliberately let me hear those moans and groans to make me jealous and uncomfortable with it, as I was the one who had denied our feelings when he confessed to me.

Yet, our parent's death and the sudden reveal of the truth, broke all of our shackles which were holding us back.

But till now…

I didn't know actually what our relationship was exactly.

To tell you that he's my stepbrother, he's not.

And to think that he's my lover or boyfriend, he's not that either. As we never made our relationship clear and had a good talk on about it.

Whenever we had time we were either fucking each other or seducing each other, or quarreling.

And this quarreling was mainly because, even after we got together, he was never faithful. He would still go to other girls or women to fuck, even after fucking me.

For God's sake, I had quarrelled with him a lot regarding this. And still, he didn't understand me or my feelings.

He never cared that I got hurt whenever I saw him fucking someone else or openly comes back home with a disheveled self and lipstick marks on his shirts.

So, even when he told me he loved me countless times, I could never bring myself to believe in that.

Afterall, what was so good in that word called "Love" when it's not true in the first place.

And I had often asked myself why do I need to be with someone who doesn't cherish me at all?

Why do I need to bear this grievance?

So, I took the excuse of my work and left home for some days to freshen up myself and sort out my thoughts along with my emotions.

It took me a while but eventually, I calmed down.

Yes, what's so good about getting jealous over a trash and labeling myself as a rude bitch to others?

Will I get any benefit from that?

And the answer is obviously a big NO!

I had already used the work as an excuse and stayed in my office for a long time. And now, all of my year's worth of work was done and my colleagues as well as my boss forced me to come back home for rest.

Well, I had protested a lot and wanted to stay in the suit of the office to relax, but a final NO from my boss is the full stop of all of our conversation.

And so here I am, now, standing in front of the door and hesitating whether to go in or not, as I could still feel my heart racing pathetically just after hearing those damn moans of some unknown chic.

Well, whatever I need to do this sooner or later! So why not now?!

I made up my mind as I took a long deep breath. Then, I unhurriedly twisted the door knob and entered the house.

Whatever will happen, will happen. I just needed to behave casual and normal.

After all,I just need to stay calm and won't let myself get bothered like I usually would have done.

I just won't care and cause a ruckus over a trash named Alex.

So, I didn't even give a glance to the two figures entangled together intimately, on the sofa.

I could still feel a pair of hungry eyes staring at my back, when I was going back to my room.

I gulped, shuddering a little as I kept on walking even though I felt my legs were shaking in nervousness and going weak with each step.

And when I finally made it into my room, I closed the door and locked it as I finally released the breath that I was holding for God - know - since - when.

In celebration and congratulating myself, I walked towards my closet while doing a mini dance as I babbled non stop, "Yes! I did it! Yes! Yes! I did it! Great job, Rain! Yes! I'm proud of myself! There's nothing that the Great Rain can't do."

But only if I had known that how this behaviour of mine would have brought a great disaster on my head, I would have never done that. Heck! I would have never returned home.

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I took my own sweet time to fresh up as I slowly washed myself with the warm water that helped me to relax a lot.

I never knew that I was actually so exhausted that my muscles had gotten so stiff.

After a good while, I finally came out of my washroom as I started to make my bed for my dreamland.

Thankfully, my colleagues had forced me to have my dinner with them. Or I wouldn't have concerned myself to go and get my meal after watching a free live porn in my house.

Well, I think I need to find some place to move out of this house soon. Mom is no longer there and it's already bad enough that I was taking advantage of her from God-knows-since-when.

That was my last thought, as I felt the heaviness of my eyes as soon as my head touched the pillow and my body touched the soft bed.

But suddenly, I was jolted awake when I felt a pair of strong arms tightly wrapped around me which brought both warm and coldness against my waist. I could feel the sturdiness against my back and with the familiar masculine scent, I could tell without any doubt that it was none other than Alex.

I could feel him nuzzling his face in between my exposed neck and shoulder as his hands kept a firm hold on my waist. Yet, I pretended to keep on sleeping no matter how much trouble my fast beating heart was beating for me.

Wait! No! It's not only my heart! I could even feel another harsh beating against my back too.

Is... Is Alex's heart beating like that too?

But why?

And then again, it's none of my business. Since I have decided to move on, I will move on. I won't fall for the trap named Alex again.

So unlike usual, I didn't turn around and hug him back. I just kept on pretending to sleep.

For me that was the best way to avoid any further quarrel and trouble in my already overturned life.

"My Baby, I know you're awake. Could you please turn this side?"

I heard his soft, hoarse, lust-filled voice near my ear as his warm breath fell on my sensitive skin under my ear, giving a ticklish yet arousing feeling. And then, I suddenly felt a thick rod shaped something rubbing against my ass cheek as the small hair near my exposed ear blew a little, with the heavy breaths of the person behind me.

This damn guy! How could he always stay horny like that? Just how much testosterone does he ha-

"Rain, my baby?"

My trail of thoughts broke when I heard Alex's soft coaxing voice, filled with unconcealed possessiveness that I had never heard before. A part of me instantly wanted to comply with that voice and turn to him but I didn't.

I need to be strong and that is it. Nothing can shake me now. With that determination, I kept on my act.

I felt one of his hands leaving my waist as it started to brush my exposed arm softly, and then traced it all over my exposed side curves, from my waist to my thighs, and then again settled on my arms, slowly coming upwards.

"Baby, are you angry with me?" I heard his soft coaxing voice which felt a little strange to hear.

Umm... is it a voice filled with regrets and self-criticisms?! I must dreaming!

Still.... Why is he using that voice now, just when I want to move on? Why didn't he use it before with me?

A part of me was agitated and wanted to really create a scene with this trash. And to make me further uncomfortable, I felt him nuzzling more into my neck as he started to plant soft kisses on there and occasionally played that particular skin of mine with his tongue, flipping vertically.

"Baby, I know you're awake. Please! Please don't ignore me like this. You're scaring me," I felt a soft sob coming towards my exposed ear as I felt his voice turning a little nazal.

Wait, is he crying because I am ignoring him?

For a moment, I was so tempted to open my eyes and check that. But what if it's one of his tricks?

So, no way I would give in like that. No matter what!

"Baby, you're angry, right? Then why don't you scold me like you usually did! Why don't you do how you react? Why are you behaving like this as if you don't care about me anymore?"

He whispered in my ear with his nasal voice, as I felt my muscles going stiff and his hug getting tighter, making me feel all of his front body.

Gosh! His actions aren't making him pitiful to me, but it's arousing my desire to torture him sexually. Is he doing that deliberately?

"Baby, please don't ignore me. I-I can't tolerate this version of yours. I'm feeling so lost that I... I-"

He didn't finish but he pushed himself against me tightly as his arms tightened further. And I could easily feel his excited cock rubbing against my soft ass cheeks, as his hardened muscles were against my back.

He's pressing his lower body into me so much, that it was getting hard for me to control. I had even started to feel my pulse in my womanhood as it got thirsty for painful pleasures.

And moreover, I could perfectly feel his rapid heart beat along with mine.

"Rain! Can you feel me, Rain? Just feel how much I'm craving for you. Feel how much my body needs you. I want you, Rain. I want to go deep inside of you as I hear your voice, screaming my name with your moans," He said as his hand started to go downwards and stopped on my thigh.

He caressed my thighs horizontally while fondling my inner thighs and brushing them roughly up and down, without going further to my womanhood!

Gosh! He's torturing me now!

"Can you feel how much my inner self and my soul are thirsty for you?" His voice rang in my ears as he continued, "Rain, It's been two weeks since you left me. Oh, Baby! My baby, my love! Do you know how much I missed you at this time? I tried to contact you so often but you never answered me... Why Rain? Why?"

I don't why I was feeling so much of possessiveness was dripping from his voice as he pushed himself further into me... Or more perfectly he's lower body to mine.

His hand slowly moved upwards and grabbed my perfect round breasts in his large hand, which suddenly appeared so compatible with each other to me.

He fondled them so slowly and pinched my areola hard as his breaths on my neck, aroused me in another level.

"Ah-m!" I squeaked as I almost moaned out loud with his touches.

One thing about this guy that no one (those who were his one-night stands; Alex don't do a woman twice except me) can ever deny that he's good at arousing someone just with his touches.