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Chapter 36: Hate

Author: AuthorRuby
last update publish date: 2026-03-13 15:07:33

“Stop saying okay!” My voice rises. “Like I’m not standing here telling you that you almost ended someone’s athletic career over something that has nothing to do with you. Like that’s just fine. Like you get to just—” I stop. Press my hands flat on the table.

“Why do you keep doing this. Why do you keep inserting yourself into my life like you have some claim over it that no one gave you.”

“Can we work on the outline.”

“No.” I push his laptop halfway across the table. “We can’t. Because I am si
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    He lifts me slightly and then his mouth finds me—hot, open, devouring—and my back hits the steering wheel and the sound I make is loud and filthy and I don’t even try to hold it back.“Oh god—Cain—” He licks me slow, one long, deliberate stroke of his tongue right through my slick folds and my thighs clamp around his head before I’ve decided to move. My pussy clenches hard, aching for more.“Fuck—yes—” My hand fists in his hair. “Right there, don’t stop—”He does it again, slower this time, the flat of his tongue dragging over my swollen clit and holding there, pressing, and my hips push forward completely on their own, grinding against his face like I’m in heat.“God—fuck, Cain—your tongue feels so good—” My grip tightens in his hair, nails scraping his scalp. He sucks my clit into his mouth hard and the pleasure detonates through me. I cry out, loud and shameless, my whole body shaking as he works me with precision. I work my hand between us and find his cock through his jeans, wr

  • CRAVING MY FORBIDDEN STEPBROTHER   Chapter 76: 69 (1)

    “Let Cain drop you off at Zara’s. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” Mum chirps as I lift my bag down the stairs, heavy on my shoulder despite the clothes inside being the flimsiest, most provocative things I own. Cain mentioned the resort has a lake and after last night, seeing what little clothing and a lot of teasing got me, I plan to give him significantly more hell when we’re alone.The hickey on my neck tingles under the concealer. Good thing I know stage makeup or I’d have a lot of explaining to do.“Um, I’m not sure—”Mum sighs, putting down her coffee. “Layla, he’s your brother. I know things are tense but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind giving you a ride, right Cain?” Her eyes flicker behind me and my stomach responds before my brain catches up.“Sure, Linda.” His voice comes out low and rough and I bite the inside of my cheek. “Layla. Don’t you want me to give you a ride?”I turn around.Black tank top clinging to everything. Arms bare, the snake tattoo wrapping up and around, disappear

  • CRAVING MY FORBIDDEN STEPBROTHER   Chapter 75: Beach Fun 3

    He brings me to the edge and pulls back.I make a sound that is not dignified.“Cain. Don’t you dare—”He does it again. Brings me right there and pulls back and I pull at the ties so hard the strings bite into my wrists and I don’t care.“Please,” I say. “Please. I need to come. Please make me come.”He gives me what I’m begging for.His tongue on my clit and his fingers curling inside me and I come apart into the sand and the sound goes out into the ocean and the night sky and I shake through every wave of it while he works me through all of it until I’m pulling his hair because I cannot take another second.He moves back up my body.He reaches up and undoes the ties.My hands go straight to his back.He pushes inside me in one deep thrust and I wrap my legs around him and pull him deeper and he starts to move and it’s nothing like the slow pace I set. He fucks me into the sand, deep and relentless, his mouth at my ear.“You feel that?” Low and rough. “Feel how deep I am?”“Yes—”“A

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    I move around him slowly, trailing my fingers across the surface of the water near his skin without touching it, and I hear his breathing change. I come back around to face him and step close and let my body brush his under the water, barely, just enough and feel him against my stomach, already hard, and I step back before he can grab me.“Layla.” Warning.“Three more minutes,” I say.“I don’t have three more minutes.”“You do,” I say. I tilt my head. “Unless you can’t manage it.”His eyes go dark.I step close again and this time I wrap my hand around him under the water and stroke him once, slow, base to tip, and feel him twitch hard against my palm. I lean up to his ear.“You feel that?” I say quietly. “That’s what I did to you just by walking down a beach.”The sound he makes is not patient.I let go and step back and he reaches for me and I duck away.“Time,” I say.He moves.His hands find my waist and he lifts me in the water and I wrap my legs around him and his mouth finds mi

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    The path to the beach runs along the side of the house and through the gate and down the wooden steps to the sand and it takes maybe two minutes to walk it.I make it take longer.I find the hem of my dress on the porch and pull it over my head and drop it on the chair and I don’t look back at him. I can feel him looking. That’s enough. The night air hits my bare skin and my nipples tighten immediately and the want between my thighs that’s been building since the kitchen is already making it hard to walk straight.The gate latch is stiff and I lift it with both hands and push through and I hear him behind me and I keep walking.The wooden steps are warm under my feet from the day’s heat still sitting in them. I take them one at a time. The ocean is loud down here and the moon is up and full and it turns everything silver, the sand and the water and the air itself.I reach the bottom step.I reach behind me and find the tie at my bikini top.I pull it.It comes loose.I reach up and f

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Layla 
The bell hasn’t rung yet.
I know because I’ve been counting. Timing my exits between periods with the precision of someone who has something to avoid. Third period ends, I wait four minutes, the hallway clears, I move fast and I don’t look up and I get to fourth period before anyone else a

  • CRAVING MY FORBIDDEN STEPBROTHER   Chapter 39: Deserve pt 2

    My chest pulls tight at her words.
"And you told that room I found it." Still that voice. Completely even. "That I sent it to you. That I said it might be useful someday."
Sienna's jaw tightens. "Yes."
"Why."
"You know why."
"Say it."
"Cain—"
"Say it out loud. Right now. To my face."
Someth

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Tyler asked three times before I said yes.
The first time I said I was tired. The second time I said I had reading. The third time he sat on the edge of my desk and looked at me and said you’ve been somewhere else all week and I said okay because he wasn’t wrong and because I was tired of going

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    The thing about Cain’s words is that they don’t leave.
I’ve been turning them over since yesterday like something I found that I don’t have a name for. I shouldn’t want my stepsister. Not I don’t want you. Not this is nothing. Shouldn’t. Present tense. Active. Like wanting me is something he’s st

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