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YOU'RE SHUDDERING

Auteur: Mmeso. L
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-17 22:51:17

ASHLEY

Jeremías rubs around my swollen peak with the cap of his dick, gently. He continues, rubbing firmly. Suddenly, he increases the pace and motion, rubbing harder and faster.

I whimper as the head of his dick crosses the opening of my clit, rubbing just the surface hard. Then, he stops. I can feel heat radiating from his body as he stays closer to me.

Without warning, Jeremías thrusts into my pulsing pussy with one hard shove.

I gasp loudly, the air punched right out of my lungs as his thi
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  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    LATER, RAINBOW

    ASHLEY I stand outside Jeremías’ bedroom door, my fingernails released from the palm of my hand. I had managed to hold my temper in check all night, ever since Caleb told me about the incident. But now that I've confronted Jeremías, the anger in me hasn't dispersed. If anything, it is suffocating me.I had gone into his room, expecting a fight, expecting him to admit it. Rather, he was maddeningly calm about it. He didn't get angry. He didn't accept the claims, and he also didn't bother to deny them, either.My eyes had flickered to the cut on his lips, but I was too livid with anger to concern myself with it. In my mind, it was just an act of self-defense from Caleb.But when I had firmly said that I would never be his, the composure he had been maintaining shattered. I noticed the way his jaw had tightened, the way the veins in his neck had pulsed with much intensity. It was visible. His eyes had turned cold, his gaze on me shifting to that of a predator watching his prize sli

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    HOME

    JEREMÍAS I touch my lower lip, and pull my hand away to inspect the damage. A small drop of blood beads on my fingertip. My expression hardens as I look up at Caleb. “You're angry?” I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “Why? Because of what I said? Did I say something wrong?”Caleb doesn't answer. His breathing is ragged, his eyes wide with desperate possessiveness. He doesn't think. He just throws another punch at the same throbbing cheek. The blow is harder than the first, a sharp pain to my teeth. But I don't wince. Pain is just pleasure for me.I stumble back, my eyes still locked on his. “Someone else wants her, so fucking leave her life,” I growl, going closer to his space.“You don't even love her,” he spits, his jaw clenching. “Stop pretending like you care!”He raises his fist again, but I don't let him this time. I shove his arm down with a violent motion and jab his face slightly. The impact sends him stumbling back, trying to regain his stamina.I don't know why I did that

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    SHE LOVES ME

    CALEB I drop the icepack back into the refrigerator, shutting it gently. I can't sleep; not with the throbbing pain in my cheek. Just one blow from Jeremías is enough to keep me in pain for days. He's much stronger than I am. But he isn't the kind to return a blow, even if it's hard. This isn't my first rodeo with me, so I knew better. Or I thought I did. Each time I threw a jab at Jere back then, he never sent it back to me. He just lets me hit until I get the satisfaction I need. But this time, he hit back. Not relenting once. And this tells me the little I need to know about his obsession with Ashley. I can't sleep. I need to see Ash and talk to her. I need to know Ashley isn't under Jeremías' thumb. And I need to keep it that way. I go upstairs, walking across the hallway until I reach her door. I stop, knocking on the hard wood gently. No response. I knock again, same force, but still no response. There's silence. She's already asleep from exhaustion. Turning the door

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    WARNINGS

    JEREMÍAS I touch my lower lip, and pull my hand away to inspect the damage. A small drop of blood beads on my fingertip. My expression hardens as I look up at Caleb. “You're angry?” I ask, my voice deceptively calm. “Why? Because of what I said? Did I say something wrong?” Caleb doesn't answer. His breathing is ragged, his eyes wide with desperate possessiveness. He doesn't think. He just throws another punch at the same throbbing cheek. The blow is harder than the first, a sharp pain to my teeth. But I don't wince. Pain is just pleasure for me. I stumble back, my eyes still locked on his. “Someone else wants her, so fucking leave her life,” I growl, going closer to his space. “You don't even love her,” he spits, his jaw clenching. “Stop pretending like you care!” He raises his fist again, but I don't let him this time. I shove his arm down with a violent motion and jab his face slightly. The impact sends him stumbling back, trying to regain his stamina. I don't know why I d

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    PEOPLE LIKE ME?

    JEREMÍAS I wipe sweat from my forehead with my wristband, breathing heavily. “That was a bad shot, Jere,” Andre says, jogging over to retrieve his ball that had gone past the net at the other side of the court. “You couldn't even get it into the net even when you were so close to it.” I exhale sharply, looking at the net. “Quit talking and practise more.” I snatch the ball from the air, my movements swift. I bounce the ball, driving hard towards his side of the net, successfully dribbling past Andre in a way that makes him stumble. But when I go for the net, my focus shatters. The ball hits the iron and bounces away. Andre drops down to the floor, sighing loudly. “That was awful, man. 6-0. What's wrong with you today? We have the finals coming up soon, you know. And I can't watch you play like this, especially as the captain of this team.” I don't answer. I walk to the bench, collapsing on the wood. I grab my water bottle, unscrewing the cap and taking a long, desperate swallo

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    YOU SURVIVED

    ASHLEY I can't lie to Caleb, but I will have to. Just this once. “He probably saw it when I was leaving the event hall,” I say, my voice casual. “He just cares.” Caleb lowers his voice, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that makes me want to look away. “Still, stay away, Ash. If he cares, it's never a good thing for you. Don't trust him at all. Really.” I feel a flicker of frustration. He always warns me about trusting Jeremías or being close to him. But he never tells me the reason—except his usual pathetic excuses. It's exhausting obeying him without a valid reason. “Why do you hate him so much, anyways?” I ask, wanting to understand. “Except for the fact that you don't like the idea of having a stepbrother, why do you despise him?” But he doesn't answer. He stays silent longer than I expect. Then, he stands, his movements stiff and walks to the door. “The exhaustion is really kicking in,” he says, glancing at me briefly before turning to the door. “We'll talk later, As

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    START OVER

    ASHLEY I sit up on the bed, looking at him, amazed. He opens his buttons and takes off his shirt in one swift motion, revealing heavy, solid abs. Then, he takes off his belt, unbottons his trouser and unzips it. He doesn't take it off.I can see his hard dick bulging out of his underwear, pleadin

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    TAKE IT OFF

    ASHLEY “Tessa is behaving weirdly,” Caleb says. I turn my gaze to him, lifting my brows slightly. “Huh?”He glanced at me, sighing. “I said Tessa's behaving weirdly. Ever since she entered Jeremías room yesterday, she has started acting awkwardly around me.”I nod. “I wonder what she and Jere di

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    SEND YOU AWAY AGAIN

    JEREMÍAS My mom thinks the same thing too. She thinks I had actually intended to hurt Ashley back then. And I hadn't told her the truth. How come I didn't tell her the truth? All these years, she believed it was the truth.“That was a long time ago, mom,” I say, my voice low. “It's forgotten.”Sh

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    YOUR NEW HOBBY

    JEREMÍAS It's barely been an hour since I arrived, and here I am, welcoming guests on my father's behalf. I don't give them the satisfaction of a smile. It's mostly handshakes and head nods. “Jeremías Cruz,” my uncle says, locking arms with his wife as he approaches me. “Been a while, Athlete.”

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