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CHAPTER 55

Author: JustNabi
last update publish date: 2026-06-28 21:09:10

ENZO

I slammed the door to my room harder than I meant to the second we got back from that fucking fitting. My cock was still rock hard, straining against my pants like it had a mind of its own. The whole ride home had been silent and tense as hell, Julian driving separate, me gripping the wheel like it was the only thing keeping me from turning the car around and dragging him back to that fitting room. The way he had pushed me away after we started grinding against each other in that tight spa
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  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 155

    JULIANEnzo came home after seven with his tie already loose and his bag still hanging off one shoulder, the way he always did when the day had gone longer than it should have. I was at the stove turning the chicken when the door opened, the smell of garlic and oil already filling the kitchen, and I didn’t even have time to look up before he was across the floor. He dropped the bag somewhere near the counter, didn’t bother to kick it out of the way, and kissed me before he said a word. It was a tired kiss, the kind that said he’d been holding it in since the elevator. Then he did it again, slower this time, his hand settling on the back of my neck like he needed to make sure I was still there.“Hi,” I said against his mouth.“Hi. You smell like garlic.”“You smell like the office.”“Rude.” He kissed my cheek, then the edge of my jaw, then reached past me and stole a piece of chicken straight off the cutting board. “Ow. Hot.”“That’s why it’s on the stove, Enzo.”“I had a long day.” He

  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 154

    FOUR YEARS LATERThe light was different that morning, colder and cleaner, the kind of English day that made the palace windows look like they’d been polished for a century. Bells had already started somewhere over the inner court. Julian stood in Charlotte’s suite with a pin in his fingers and a job he hadn’t expected to take so seriously, while two floors down Enzo was with the boys, trying to keep Eros upright and mostly succeeding.Charlotte was already in the gown. It wasn’t the cartoon version of a princess dress. It was structured and quiet and still managed to look like it could stop a room. The whole wing smelled like white flowers and hair spray. Her door had been open for him from the start.“You look like you’re about to perform surgery,” Julian said.She laughed and then pressed her lips together because someone was doing her mouth. “Don’t make me smear this. I have to walk a very long aisle in front of people who have opinions about my posture.”“You’re a doctor. You can

  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 153

    JULIANThe stall smelled like bleach and warm skin, that cheap club cleaner that never quite covers what people do in here, and Enzo locked the door behind us and put his mouth on my ear, breath hot, voice already different.“I’m not Enzo in here. I’m whoever comes through that hole. You don’t look. You don’t say my name. You take it like you wanted a stranger. Understand?”“Yeah.”“Tap my thigh if you need out.”I knelt on the sticky floor. The cut in the wall sat right at mouth-and-cock height, edges worn smooth from use, and on the other side I heard him walk around, the rasp of a zipper, then the thick, hot head of him shoved through the hole and slapped my cheek, leaving a wet smear.“Open up, pretty boy.”It was his voice, just rougher, like he didn’t know me. I opened. He shoved in and used my throat like it belonged to someone he’d never see again, and I gagged on the first stroke, spit flooding my mouth, and he groaned through the wall.“Fuck. Warm little mouth. Stay there.”

  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 152

    JULIAN I woke up sore in the best and worst way.Sun was already cutting through the villa slats, striping the sheets and Enzo’s shoulder. His arm lay heavy across my waist and his palm sat on my ass like it had been there all night and had no plans to move. When I shifted, everything twinged—hips, wrists, that deep used ache that made me bite my lip before I could stop it. He felt it. He squeezed once, lazy, and didn’t lift his head.“Morning,” he muttered into my neck. “Don’t get up yet.”“I’m starving.”“Chefs left food. I heard them at six.” He rubbed a slow circle over the sore spot and I made a sound I didn’t mean to make. “Still hurt?”“Yeah. In a good way.”He smiled against my skin. “Naughty.”We pulled on shorts and stumbled downstairs. The dining room was already set like somebody’s American mom had come through, laid everything out, and vanished. Scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, fruit, coffee, orange juice, toast, little dishes of butter and syrup. Marcus sat at the head

  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 151

    JULIAN He stayed inside me until I stopped shaking enough to breathe, then pulled out slowly so I felt him leave me open and dripping. The ring was still locked around the base of my cock, keeping me swollen and leaking, and I made a broken sound when the air hit me.“Blindfold stays,” he said. “Cuffs stay. Ring stays until I say.”I heard him move. Then his mouth was on my cock. He didn’t tease. He took me to the back of his throat in one go and sucked hard and wet while two fingers pushed back into my used hole and curled. I jerked so hard the headboard slammed the wall. My toes curled until they cramped. I couldn’t see. I could only feel his throat working around me and his fingers stretching me open again while the ring stopped me from finishing.“Daddy—please—”He pulled off with a filthy wet sound. “Not yet.”He licked the head slow, collecting what I was leaking, then went down again and hummed. The vibration went straight through the ring. My whole body tried to fold. I saw w

  • Addicted to my Stepbrother    CHAPTER 150

    JULIAN He didn’t take the toy out right away. He left it buzzing high while he dragged his mouth down my chest, licking the last of the cream off my stomach, then lower until his breath hit the head of my cock where it was leaking over the ring, and I jerked so hard the cuffs rattled.“Stay still.”I tried, but my thighs were shaking and my hole kept clenching around the toy like it could pull it deeper. Enzo wrapped his fingers around the base of my cock just above the ring and squeezed until I hissed.“You’re dripping,” he said. “Look at this mess. You danced with another man and now you’re leaking for me like a desperate little slut. Open your legs wider.”I did. He shoved my knees up and out until I was spread raw, blind, and exposed, then pulled the toy out slow enough that I felt every ridge leave me empty. The second it was gone I made a sound I hated. He laughed under his breath and pushed two fingers into me instead, curling them hard against that spot until my cock jumped a

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    The homeward journey to the new residence proved to be an extremely uncomfortable experience. I remained seated in the back seat while I fixed my gaze on the Boston roadways. My stepbrother was Enzo. The same Enzo who had fucked me senseless in the back of his car just hours earlier. The same Enzo

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    A sudden knock on the window of the vehicle brought me back to consciousness. My heart began to race when I opened my eyes. The first light of day came through the foggy window but the rain had finally stopped falling. Enzo's body remained draped over my body because we were both squeezed into the

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    The rain kept hitting the roof of Enzo's black SUV which created loud noises. The windows were covered with fog.I was already naked in the back seat. Enzo sat between my spread thighs without his shirt on while his dark eyes showed intense desire.He bent down to kiss me deeply while his tongue fo

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    I can’t believe I just walked into a gay club on a Friday evening. And don’t get me wrong. I’m gay. But then—I really need some place to cool my head off, not a place where I could be distracted by some hot men—My very own taste. Either way, I can’t blame myself. I’m a total stranger in Boston Ma

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