Forbidden Pleasures: Hot Collection

Sinful Affairs With My Stepbrother 1 The New HouseDiana’s POV The house was way too big. It felt more like a hotel than a home. Everything looked brand new and expensive, and the ceilings were so high that my footsteps echoed. It sounded like someone was following me every time I took a step. I hated it already."It’s beautiful, right, Diana?" my mom asked. She was beaming. She held her new husband’s arm like she was afraid she’d fall over if she let go. She looked happier than I’d seen her in years. Honestly, that was the only reason I didn't drop my bags, turn around, and walk back to the bus station."It’s okay," I mumbled. My suitcase was heavy, and the wheels made a loud, annoying scraping sound on the shiny floors. I gripped the handle so hard my fingers turned white and started to ache.We walked into the main hallway. It smelled like lemon cleaning spray and a faint scent of men's cologne. I was trying to figure out where the bathroom was when I saw a shadow move at the top

Sinful Affairs With My Stepbrother 3The Family DinnerDiana’s POVThe Steels’ dining room was too bright. The glass table was polished so much I could see my own tired face in it. My mom and Mark were talking about a new business deal. They looked like the perfect couple.Across from me sat Elijah.He was wearing a clean grey sweater. He looked like the perfect son again. He was eating his salad and nodding when his father spoke. He didn't look at me once. It was like the mean things he said at school today never happened."So, Diana," Mark said, smiling at me. "How was your first day of classes? Did Elijah show you around?"I felt my throat tighten. I looked at Elijah. He was calmly chewing, his face like a mask. He wasn’t showing any emotions at all ."It was fine," I lied. "I found my way.""Elijah?" Mark turned to his son. "I hope you’re being a good host at school. Reputation is everything, you know. I don't want people thinking a Steels doesn't take care of his family."Elijah

Sinful Affairs With My Stepbrother Chapter Five: The Long Drive HomeDiana’s POVThe library was still dark. The power was not coming back on. I could hear Elijah’s heavy breathing in the shadows. He was still holding my shoulders, pinning me against the cold bookshelf.Suddenly, his pocket buzzed. The bright light of a cell phone screen cut through the dark.Elijah stepped back, swearing under his breath. He pulled out his phone. I saw the name on the screen: Dad.He cleared his throat. In a second, the real Elijah disappeared. He put on his perfect son voice."Yes, sir?" Elijah said into the phone.I watched him. He stood up straight. He smoothed his hair, even though no one could see him. His reputation was so important that he even acted perfect for a phone call."Florida? Right now?" Elijah asked. He listened for a moment. "I understand. The merger is the priority. Don't worry about the house. I'll handle everything."He hung up. The light from his phone stayed on, lighting up

The TrapDiana’s Pov The storm hadn’t stopped. Rain still beat against the windows like it wanted to break it . My body hurts in the best and worst ways, thighs sticky with him, my lips swollen, skin marked with his teeth and fingers. Elijah ’s arm was locked around my waist . I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.I did want to. And I didn’t.His phone screen flashed between us. The video played on my own moans filling the dark room in my head. Me on my knees. I bent over the bed. Me begging. Me coming apart while he filled me.I stared at it. Couldn’t look away.“Why?” My voice came out small. Elijah turned the screen off. Set the phone on the nightstand. His hand slid back between my legsfingers lazy, pushing his cum deeper inside me like he was marking territory.“Because I’ve wanted this for years,” he said quietly. “Wanted you under me. I wanted you to scream my name. To be mine .”I tried to push his hand away. He didn’t let me.“Don’t,” he whispered against my neck. “You’

Forbidden Pleasures Sinful Affairs With My Stepbrother Nine The Parents Diana’s Pov The sun is bright outside when I woke up wrapped in Elijah ’s arms, his breath warm on my neck, his hand resting low on my belly like he was already claiming what might grow there.I didn’t move right away. Just lay there, feeling him inside me from last nightstill half hard even in sleep. My body hurt in places I didn’t know could hurt, but every ache reminded me of him. Of how deep he went. How hard he came. How many times I begged for more.I hated that I wanted it again.His phone buzzed on the nightstand. Not once but Twice.I reached for it before he woke. The screen lit up.A message from Mom “We’re coming home early. Flight lands at 2 pm. Your dad and I miss you both. Be good. “My heart slammed against my ribs.They were coming back. And Today.I stared at the message. Then at Elijah . He was still asleep, looking almost peaceful. Almost human.I slipped out of bed carefully not makin