Tempting my stepbrother

His hands wrapped around his thick cock, and he smacked it against my dripping folds."Ahh..."I moaned before I could stop myself. My legs were already trembling."You like that?" he muttered, staring down at me with that cocky, dangerous smirk. His voice was smooth as sin. "You want me to fill this needy little pussy, don’t you?"My throat was dry. I could barely even open my mouth to speak, but I tried. "Y-yes," I whispered.He dragged his tip up and down my slit, letting it slide over my clit, slow and maddening. I whimpered."Please... please," I begged, hating how desperate I sounded, but who cares?He leaned down, voice hot on my lips. "You begging already? And I haven’t even given you the first inch."I bit my lip. Oh God. I wanted him so bad I could barely breathe.His cock slid between my pussy lips, making my hips jerk off the bed, chasing his touch. "Fuck, look how wet you are," he rasped. "Dripping for me. This pussy knows who owns it already.""I need you," I whispered,

“Go before she loses her shit again.”“Hey,” she called as I turned to leave. “If you change your mind, Kylie’s party is Friday. You could at least come for an hour. Maybe let him finally confess his giant crush.”I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t help laughing a little. “You’re such an idiot.”“Yeah, but you love me.” she yelled.I waved goodbye and walked out to grab a taxi.I stared out the window, trying hard not to cry as the cab pulled in the busy road.I couldn’t stop thinking about how stuck I felt.I just clocked twenty four months ago, but my mom still acted like I was a kid she had to babysit every second.She never let me have any freedom. No sleepovers, no parties, no dating. God, she even slapped me once because I was smiling at a delivery boy who couldn't have been older than seventeen.And guess what? She made me go to a college that is fifteen minutes from our house just so she could keep tabs on me, that was the worse part, because I had plans, I was supposed to go to

Mom led us to the dining table covered with English breakfast. I didn't know she could cook this much.Well,to impress her fiance of course.Christian sat beside me across from my mom and her new fiance. I smelled his sweet addicting cologne. Oh God, he smells really nice. Like really, really.But he seems to be ignoring me. Why? Why was he pretending? He didn’t even say hello or nice to meet you. And why did I even care?My mom’s fiance, broke the silence. "Christian just came to Paris from New York. He wants to run the family company." He stays in New York? That's impressive.Mom clapped her hands. "At least he'll keep an eye on Tessa. I'm so happy Tessa finally gets to have the big brother she doesn't have." Ugh, keep an eye on me? Like I’m a child?Mom please, I don't need another babysitter."Guess some people are really good at keeping secrets," I blurted out, making my mom looked confused, but it didn't last as she clung onto her fiancee arm. I didn’t know why I said wh

It's been a whole month since Mom got married. The wedding was huge and so many famous people came, Mom's dress was expensive as hell.I was getting ready for school, and thank goodness my college is closer to the house now. Yep, we just moved into the Hollens' mansion.The mansion is insane with everything white and glass. My room is huge with a king size bed, and the walk in closet shows off all my clothes, from my fancy gowns to school formal dresses and shoes. The bathroom is right next to it.Mom and my stepdad's room is at the end of the hallway, which is great so I have my privacy and don't have to hear them you know....Christian lives on the top floor in his own apartment. He's apart from us. Across the courtyard is where all the staff live, and next to their building is Christian's gym house.I don't see Christian much, but last time I did, I begged him to drive me to school since his office is right on the way. I thought my mom would be freaked out about me riding with a gr

I followed Christian to the car in silence. As soon as he started driving, I kept sneaking glances at him. His jaw was tight, and his fingers were turning white from gripping the poor steering wheel so hard. What's wrong with him? Is he mad at me? Or did something happen before he came to pick me up? "Are you angry?" I asked after a minute. "Should I be?" He snapped without looking at me. "Of course not! It doesn't matter if I hug or even kiss another guy" He gripped the wheel tighter,so I kept going. "Oh I'm gonna so miss Jayden. He's so hot with a great body, I can't wait to kiss him and if he asked me out, oh hell I'm definitely going to say yes and...." Suddenly he slammed on the break so hard the car jerked, my heart jumped and thank goodness I had my seatbelt on, otherwise I would've flown out of the car. I stared at his pissed off face and everything told me I had pushed him too far. "Say that again and see what happens!" His voice was rough like a growl. "What? Tha