My Stepbrother Wants Me-Chapter 98: His Girlfriend

Catherine’s POV

The first feel of his tongue made my legs start to shake uncontrollably. "Julian, oh my... please do not stop," I pleaded, roughly pulling his hair.

"Shhh," he muttered, raising his head. "Are you planning to get us caught? Gabriel could come back."

I sucked in air and shut my eyes tight, nodding my head. His lips on my pussy made me open them again. Gosh, what was he doing to me?

This felt so good that trying not to moan out loud felt like a huge punishment to me. He pulled his head up again, "Did you like it?"

"Y—yes," I muttered, hoping he would continue, but he didn’t. His fingers went in instead. "I wish you could see how your face is right now."

My face? Could he see how bad I wanted him to eat me up?

"What? What’s wrong with my face?"

He gave me a very flirtatious look, his eyes fixed on me while his hand moved out of me and into his mouth as he made that nasty gesture of licking his fingers, again. "I don’t know," he finally responded. "Feels like you are enjoying this so much."

"I am," I could feel my cheeks turn pink as I said that.

"You would never let any other guy get this close to you, right?"

Ouuuu, was he trying to claim me now? "Uhm...Did I say that?" I asked, trying to piss him off.

He stopped fingering me and gave me a serious look. "I’m serious. You belong to me now, you can’t let other guys get close to you."

"Hmm, are we not going too fast? This is just sex," I answered again, still with the intention of getting on his nerves.

He threw his face away from me for a while. "Hey, I was just joking. Of course, I don’t intend to get this close with any other guy."

He turned to me and his face now looked less hardened. "You are mine."

Hearing him say that made me wonder if we were now in a relationship. What about our parents? If they return, how are we supposed to keep up with this?

"But Julian, you know what we are doing is a bit wrong? Did I say a bit?" I folded my lips and released them immediately. "It’s completely wrong. We are stepsiblings. Our parents are going to be very disappointed if they find out what we are doing."

He took my left hand and kissed it, "Stop worrying, wildcat, no one is going to find out. And even if they do, we can run away from here. Besides, I am tired of seeing Richard’s fa..."

"Hey, don’t be selfish," I cut him off, squeezing his hand. "I know you don’t have a good relationship with your dad but my mom and I get along quite well. It would be selfish of me to run away with you."

He let out a laugh.

"Hey, stop laughing whenever I’m trying to talk to you about important things," I said, eyeing him.

"Sorry, can’t help it. Your smug face is taking me out. I wasn’t serious about running away."

"Ohh. So?"

"So what?"

I rolled my eyes. "So what happens if they ever find out about us? Will we end things?"

"The truth is that... I don’t even want to think about it. I just want to enjoy this moment with you. I want to enjoy this relationship for as long as it lasts."

He was right. There’s no need to keep worrying about the future. We would just enjoy what we have for now. Hopefully, it lasts for a long period.

"Does that mean you are practically my boyfriend?" I asked, biting my lower lip. "Gosh, I have just bagged myself the man that every girl wants. I guess, I have just dug a pit for myself."

He scoffed. "What pit?" He looked amused.

"You don’t know? So many girls are crazy about you. In school, online... I saw your social media and your posts are mostly filled with comments from my gender."

"Hmm. It’s a pleasure to hear you’ve been stalking me," he teased, pinching my lap.

"Oh, moron! Don’t feel so on top of the world. I only happened to come across your photos by mistake. I wasn’t stalking you."

"Really?"

"Yes," I snapped, even though I knew I was lying. He chuckled and nudged my hand. "Fine, I believe you, wildcat."

Ugh! Now was the perfect time to get rid of this name. I bent to his face, staring at his lips. My hands moved to the back of his neck, as I pulled him up and crashed my lips on his. We started kissing and then, I decided to be a little devil by biting him hard on his lower lip.

"Ouch!" He exclaimed. "What did you do that for?" I could hear the pain in his tone.

"Oops, didn’t mean to hurt you but I think that’s the best punishment for calling me that."

Julian sucked blood out of the lip, before smirking. "I thought you had finally accepted the name?"

"Huh? I never did. And now that we are an item, I demand that you find a better, lovely name for your girlfriend."

He placed a finger on his chin, raising his head up like he was trying to think, after a while he gave me a sharp look as he had just found a perfect name. "I have found the name for you."

"Tell me already."

He stood and moved far, his ass looking so good. "Where are you going?"

He didn’t answer till he stopped and turned. "Nowhere, just making sure I’m far from you before I tell you that all I could think of is Tamedcat."

I was confused and couldn’t process the joke. "Huh? What’s that?"

He laughed a little and explained. "I called you wildcat because of how wild you used to be, now you are no longer a wild animal, so calling you a Tamedcat seems like a perfect choice."

Realizing what he said, I folded my hand into a fist and stood. "Juuuuuliannnnnn!" I screamed, ready to charge at him.

"Keep your voice low. Someone could hear," he reminded me while laughing at me.

Anyone could fucking hear, I didn’t care at this point. This moron just insulted me. I picked a pillow and started chasing him but he was able to run from me till I was out of breath and threw myself on the bed.

"Fuck you! You are so annoying," I muttered when he sat by my side.

"I know, baby."

"Don’t call me that."

"Why? You didn’t like the others and you don’t like this one either?"

Of course, baby sounds so cliché. Who would like to be called that? Definitely not me!

"I am eighteen! I can walk and I don’t need a feeding bottle, so no! That name can’t work. Besides, everyone uses that and I’m sure you’ve called a bunch of girls with that title."

He looked at me like I was insane. "You keep amusing me, and I think that’s the reason I’m so head over heels for you."

"You say the most unexpected things. Your mind works so differently."

"I’m glad you know that. Your girlfriend is a treasure. You should count yourself lucky to have me," I blurted and punched his arm.

He made a little fake cry. "Yes yes, I am lucky. I got the best girl, who is a man-beater and has such a temperament."

"What!" I scoffed, ready to attack, if he didn’t take back his words.

"You see? She’s getting mad again. Oh please, don’t hit me, I promise not to get on your nerves again, my queen," he said in a mimicking tone and I couldn’t help but laugh. I never imagined Julian could be this playful. My mind suddenly shifted to Lucy and it must have shown in my face because Julian noticed the change in my expression.

"What did you think of now?"

I wasn’t sure if I should bring her up now or wait till later but I ended up talking. "It’s Lucy. I know she is your friend but Julian, the truth is that I don’t like her."

He was silent for a while and I was already preparing to be disappointed by his response.

"You don’t have to worry about her..."

Of course, I knew that was what he would say.

"I have arranged her tickets. She will leave in two weeks," he completed and my eyes widened.

"Wait! Really? You are sending her away?"

He smiled. "Yes. You look surprised. Did you think I wouldn’t do anything for you?"

"Ye- -yes," I stammered. "I thought your relationship with her was more important than what I want."

"You thought wrong. You are my girlfriend now, and that makes you a priority."

Oh my goodness! Who would have ever thought Julian was a helpless romantic? I quickly jumped on him and kissed him till we finished three rounds of good sex.