Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You
READING AGE 18+
I almost had a one-night stand with a stranger at my graduation after-party once. Almost broke a promise I made to my dead mother.
He wasn’t like any other guy I’d come across. He had this sadness and arrogance hidden behind his beautiful eyes that made me fall for him. But within minutes of meeting each other, things changed drastically between us.
He said words that made me feel humiliated, but that wasn’t the worst part.
Neither was it the way he pulled away from me like I was something dangerous.
It wasn’t even the fact that I couldn’t stop thinking about him afterward.
The worst part was seeing him again nine months later, standing inside my 'house' while my father smiled and said:
“This is your new stepbrother.”
Zephyr Knox was never supposed to become my family.
He was cold, cruel, self-destructive, and completely addicted to pushing people away before they could leave him first. Loving him was like holding fire in my bare hands and convincing myself the burns were worth it.
I thought they were.
Until secrets started destroying us. Until our parents found out about us. Until the smoke around us stopped being romantic and started becoming deadly.
People say forbidden love ruins lives.
I’ve come to the conclusion that they were right.
Because loving my stepbrother didn’t just break my heart.
It almost killed me.
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Standing barefoot on the freezing, pitch-black asphalt, holding a pair of useless designer stilettos in my hand, I gripped my dead phone and let out a breathless, disbelieving laugh.
Why had I ever trusted Zephyr Knox? Why had I allowed myself—even for a fraction of a second—to believe that underneath all his sharp edges and arrogant defense mechanisms, there was a decent human being?
The mad, unhinged bastard didn't care about me at all. He had literally dumped me on the side of a deserted highway in the middle of the night, totally...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
When she asked what was going on, I panicked, lied, and claimed my inner core was itching uncontrollably. Caring as always, she dragged me straight to gynecologist. I thought he would hide my dirty secret when he blocked my mom's view with a curtain but it didn't help matters.
Things escalated after he pulled the cucumber out. The empty ache left behind was agonizing, and I wanted something far better than a cucumber. Right behind the thin medical curtain, I began arching my hungry pussy against his fingers. Knowing exactly what I was begging for, he unbuckled his belt and fed me his huge, perfect dick.
My mom even held her hands over my mouth to muffle my loud moans, totally clueless that she was helping him give me the most mind-blowing climax of my life. I thought I had gotten away with the ultimate taboo... until my mom suddenly noticed what was actually happening behind the curtain.
Want to know what finally went down between me, my mom, and the handsome gynecologist? There's only one way to find out. Let's go!!!
Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching.
This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including friends with benefits StepSister And Brother, Stepdaddy, Office, Stepmother, Lesbian, Teacher and student, Doctor and patient, domination Etc.
If you are under 18yrs, this book is not for you.
"I do have a choice! I'm done with you, Roman Ashfield. Go back to the woman you think is worthy of you and leave me alone."
"You will never be done, Evelyn. Not tonight. Not this week. Probably not this year," he said as he closed the small gap between them.
He heard the satisfying sound of her hitched breath as his fingers trailed the side of her body down to her bare thighs.
"I own you, Evelyn Bright, whether you like it or not."
"You don't own me!"
But the very next moment a moan left her lips when he cupped her between her legs.
"Let's agree to disagree," he whispered.
....
A broken, possessive billionaire who doesn’t know what love is. A young woman who does. What could go wrong?
Evelyn Bright walked into his business for a typist job and came out a plaything. A dirty secret with a contract. But all she wants to do now is pick up the pieces of her shattered dignity and walk away. Nothing good can come from falling in love with a cold-hearted man like Roman Ashfield.
Roman has very clear rules in his contract. Be available. Be ready. Do not fall in love. If she breaks them she has to leave. Simple. But Evelyn turns his ordered life upside down when she tries to walk away. She keeps testing and pushing his limits but it's not over until he says it is. It’s not love, it can’t be. But what lengths is he willing to go to to keep her where she belongs?
My name is Summer, and for two years, I’ve been desperately hiding how badly I want my broad-shouldered stepdad, Hayes. He runs a shop selling custom, lifelike silicone dolls. Mom thinks he works late to handle shipments and inventory, but she has no idea what he really does in that locked back room.
It started last night when I sneaked in and accidentally caught him. He was brutally fucking a silicone doll with my exact face—and groaning my name while he drove deep inside it. I should have been disgusted. Instead, I stood in the doorway, dripping wet just watching him use it.
Tonight, I went back. I found a brand-new shipment in a box—a flawless, updated copy of my body. So, I stripped naked, hid the fake, and strapped my own wrists and ankles to his posing bench……
The next day, during an Argentina match, with the excuse that I was too panicked to sit on the floor because of rat, he invited me to sit on his lap. Right there on the couch, with my oblivious mom standing mere inches behind us, we did the impossible.