Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 152

Strings of Fate

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Bellamy’s response is to grin while holding eye contact, he pulls his shirt off over his head in onesmooth motion. I can’t help the squeak that escapes me as my eyes drop to his chest and abs, thenback up again to his face. Why is my automatic reaction to think I need to close my eyes? I’m fairlysure that me looking away was not his goal when he removed his shirt.

“Uhm…” I stare. Okay, is this better or worse than looking away? Bellamy reached out to take myhands in his.

“Just relax. Don’t worry so much.” He says gently, lifting my hands and placing them on his chest. Hereached around me and pulls me back up to straddle his lap again. I’m at least thirty percent sure thathe chooses to sit this way because it’s easy for me to get away. He’s telling me to relax but I suspecthe overthinks things just as much as me. At least he does afterwards. Bellamy leans in to k*ss meagain, successfully silencing my thoughts.

I have no idea how long later, I feel Bellamy’s hand on the edge of my top again. He slips his handsunderneath and after making sure I am not about to freak out, he begins pushing the edge of my topup. He stops with it just above my waist. I take a deep breath and remind myself that he’s seen me inmuch less before I pull back a little and remove my top the rest of the way, dropping it on the floor bythe bed leaving me in my dark blue bra. It’s plain but I like it because it matches my hair. I can hearBellamy’s cat–like purr as he slides me backwards off his lap and onto the pillows. Unlike me when hetook his shirt off, Bellamy doesn’t look away for even half a second. His eyes are basically glued to me.He groans and gently pushes me back into the pillows, leaning over me to k*ss my throat and collarbone.

“You are so beautiful.” He murmurs against my skin and I shiver again, my hands replace their way up intohis hair then over the muscles of his back.Bellamy begins to move his attention lower, pressing his lipsinto my breast above the bra, then down to trail k*sses over my stomach. His hands run up and downmy sides, grazing my breasts and, when I don’t object, they lightly touch me over the bra too, dragginga groan from me and triggering more purring sounds from Bellamy. I can feel the roughness of hisjeans against my bare legs and I’m fairly sure my skirt has ridden up practically all the way again. I canfeel it bunched up beneath me. I’m not the only one who notices. Bellamy runs his hand up my leg,brushes over the side of my underwear and up to my hip, only stopping when the skirt gets in the way.His other hand replaces the zipper on the side.

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“May I?” He asks, his voice a little hoarse. I don’t think about it for long, the skirt is annoying and notreally hiding anything anyway.

“Okay.” I answer, my voice almost embarrassingly breathy. Bellamy carefully pulls at the zipper,pausing to straighten out my skirt a bit because the zipper won’t move past the bunched up fabric.Finally, he manages to pull the last part of the zipper down and slips the skirt from my b*dy. From theway I can feel Bellamy’s muscles tensing above me, you would think he’s the one that is mostly n*ked.We spend several more, very pleasant minutes with Bellamy apparently determined to get to knowevery exposed part of me… with his lips. It’s not until he is pressing a hot k*ss into the skin on theinside of my thigh, just above my knee that I stop him.

“Bellamy.” I start, my tone a warning that he heeds immediately. He climbs his way back up my b*dy,places a light k*ss on my swollen lips and then rolls to the side off of me, ending on his back, hisbreathing ragged. I work to calm my racing heart and Bellamy appears to be doing the same. After acouple minutes he groans and climbs out of bed.

“I think I should go take my shower now. His eyes are hot on me and I shiver under his gaze and nod.He steps into the ensuite. I locate a clean shirt to wear as my pyjamas, pull it over

my head, then collapse back into bed to wait for Bellamy.

I lie there quietly and listen to the sounds of the shower running. So much has happened.

process, much less worry. I actually feel guilty for going out and having a good time when I should belooking for Kiara. I know I’m waiting for people to get back to me, but surely there should beSOMETHING that I can do in the meantime? Ugh, Bellamy needs to hurry up. He leaves me alone fortwo minutes and I’m stressing again. He isn’t gone long, but when he comes back to bed he is muchcalmer. As he pulls me into his side I also notice that he is chilled through. His shower was definitely acold one. That can’t have been pleasant compared to Bellamy, I’m practically burning up. I’m surprisedhe isn’t shivering. Seriously, it feels like I’m messing with him somehow. How is he not completely sickof me? Or at least of this.

today, it’s been busy and overwhelming. I’ve barely had time to ”

“Bellamy?” I start, not sure what I’m planning to ask. He holds me tightly, clearly trying to

steal some of my warmth.

“Yes?” He answers simply. He still sounds pleased, abd maybe a little smug. But that can’t be right, Imean I just forced him to endure a likely unpleasant cold shower.

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“Do… do you think I’m… I don’t know… a tease?” I suggest. Bellamy rolls me carefully by myshoulders so that I’m facing him. His eyebrows are practically up in his hairline he has them raised so

high.

“After what just happened… why would you ask that?” He demands, curiosity and concern in his eyes.

“That’s exactly why I’m asking. Enduring a cold shower can’t be fun and I can’t help but feel it’s myfault. Most normal people would be… ready by now. I’m the one with issues.” Bellamy shakes his headas well as he can without lifting it from the pillow.

“Nah, if you were purposely working me up with the intention of leaving me… unsatisfied, then youwould be a tease. As it is, I tend to get myself worked up either way. I mean I’m usually the oneinitiating things, as you mentioned earlier. A cold shower occasionally is well and truly worth it. I willtake whatever I can get now knowing that eventually there will be… satisfaction.” A grin slides intoplace on Bellamy’s face and he winks at me.

“Just think of this as extended foreplay.“Great, just when I had managed to get my blush under controlit’s back again..