Share

50: Touching Herself

Author: Gold Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-25 00:19:18

BROOKS

Zade: I know you saw the sketchpad.

Of course. I knew it.

Another one came in.

Zade: Can we talk? I’m not mad, Brooks. I just want to explain. Come to the recording studio? I’ve got rehearsal but I’ll make time.

My stomach flipped.

Not from guilt. Just… uncertainty… and curiosity.

I texted back.

Me: Okay. I’m open to hearing you out. On my way.

I didn’t know what he was going to say. Or what I even wanted to hear. But I owed it to him… and maybe to myself, too.

The studio was buzzing when I got there. Through the glass, I saw Zade with his bass strapped across his shoulder, head bobbing lightly as he played.

Then he looked up.

Our eyes met through the glass. I gave him a small wave.

He paused mid-strum.

“Take ten!” he called out, his voice muffled through the soundproof wall but unmistakably firm before making his way down.

I met him halfway.

“You came,” he said, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

“It was either this or die from overthinking.” I shrugged, managing a tired gr
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   52: I Tried To Fight It

    BROOKSStephan: My office. Now.I was about to close for the day when I saw that messageJust two words. Two sharp, deliberate, bossy words that made my heart trip in my chest.My smile fell.I stared at the message a second longer than necessary, debating whether I could pretend I didn’t see it. But no.That man had a sixth sense. If I didn’t show, he’d find me. And I’d only have myself to blame.I let out a sigh and turned around, heading back into the building just as Betty and Austin were walking out, laughing about something I didn’t catch.Betty caught sight of me first. “Hey, thought you left already?” She said, “Did you forget something?”“Boss summoned me back.” I responded with a pout.“Yikes,” Austin winced dramatically. “End-of-day summons always feel like walking into the lion’s den. I swear, he acts like y’all aren’t siblings,”“Step-siblings,” I corrected and Betty laughed.“You’ll survive,” Betty said with a wink. “Good luck, though.”“Thanks,” I muttered, forcing a

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   51: An Audience

    BROOKSFuck…My legs fell open as I sank deeper into the mattress, phone propped beside me, Heath’s voice curling through the speaker like smoke… dark, slow, and addictive."I know you touch yourself to my voice and videos. And I love it! Touch yourself for me, baby. I know you're already wet. Slide a finger in… nice and slow."I followed, burying my finger deeper, breath hitching as a whimper caught in my throat."You’re thinking about my mouth, aren’t you?About how I’d lick you right there, tongue deep, until you can’t take it anymore."I bit my lip, eyes fluttering shut.Damn it, I’m dripping. "Add another finger. Come on, Brooks. Stretch yourself. I want that pussy open for me when I get back."A shudder rippled through me.My free hand gripped the sheets as I followed his voice—one finger, then two—curling just the way I knew would unravel me."You always get this wet for me? Bet you’re close already. God, I wish I could see your face right now. Your beautiful face when you are

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   50: Touching Herself

    BROOKSZade: I know you saw the sketchpad. Of course. I knew it. Another one came in.Zade: Can we talk? I’m not mad, Brooks. I just want to explain. Come to the recording studio? I’ve got rehearsal but I’ll make time.My stomach flipped.Not from guilt. Just… uncertainty… and curiosity.I texted back.Me: Okay. I’m open to hearing you out. On my way.I didn’t know what he was going to say. Or what I even wanted to hear. But I owed it to him… and maybe to myself, too.The studio was buzzing when I got there. Through the glass, I saw Zade with his bass strapped across his shoulder, head bobbing lightly as he played. Then he looked up.Our eyes met through the glass. I gave him a small wave.He paused mid-strum.“Take ten!” he called out, his voice muffled through the soundproof wall but unmistakably firm before making his way down. I met him halfway.“You came,” he said, a soft smile tugging at his lips.“It was either this or die from overthinking.” I shrugged, managing a tired gr

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   49: I can't stay away

    BROOKSI haven’t been able to stop thinking about those drawings.Venita. Dozens of her. Inked, shaded, posed. Naked.Some were tender. Most were obscene. All of them were intimate. Zade’s obsession in pencil and charcoal, and it was nothing short of a punch to the gut.I didn’t know what to make of it.Since that day in the studio, I’d been keeping my distance. Deliberately. Avoiding his texts. Dodging his casual invites to come hang out. It wasn’t even about being mad. I wasn’t.I was… unsettled. Disoriented.Zade waa the uncomplicated brother. That’s why I resonate better with him. Unlike Heath and Stephan, he certainly didn’t make me question what the hell he was thinking every time he looked at me.But this?This obsession, because that’s what it was, felt like a betrayal I had no right to feel. Maybe because it reminded me that nobody in this house was as uncomplicated as I wanted them to be.Especially not me.Zade noticed, of course.He always did.The texts started pouring i

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   48: She's Using You

    BROOKSZade unlocked the studio door with a bit of flair, nudging it open with his shoulder and holding it for me.“Welcome back to the cave of tortured genius,” he announced, sweeping his arm like a dramatic tour guide.I snorted. “You’re so full of yourself, Zade.”“Only when I’m with my favorite audience,” he shot back, tossing me a grin over his shoulder as we stepped inside.The familiar smell of oil paint, wood clung to the air, and right in the center of it all stood an unfinished painting—large, stretched, and hauntingly beautiful even at a glance.My steps slowed as I walked toward it.“Is that…?” I tilted my head, taking it in. The lines were bold, moody. Feminine.“Sort of you,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sort of how I see you. There’s still a lot to finish.”“And how exactly do you ‘see’ me, Zade?” I folded my arms, glancing at him and he gave a small, crooked smile. “Complicated,” he began and I raised a brow. “Strong. A little untouchable.”That shut me up

  • MATED TO HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS   47: The Other Brother

    BROOKSEverything was back to normal.Or… it looked that way.We were back in the city, back in our glass skyscrapers and routines, everyone acting like the trip to the site had been a productive, uneventful success.But I was far from okay.I sat at my desk, the cursor blinking on the blank document in front of me, meant to be writing a post-project analysis report. Something I could usually knock out in an hour. But my brain? It was absolutely fried.Because every time I tried to concentrate, my mind flashed there again—To the hotel.To the vanity.To him.Stephan.Bent over the cool marble. Robe bunched around my waist. His hand wrapped around my neck, his fingers buried deep inside me, coaxing out an orgasm so powerful I nearly blacked out.Just thinking about it made my thighs clench under the desk.Jesus. What the fuck is wrong with me?I dropped my face into my hands and groaned. Quietly. Internally.He spanked me.And I moaned.Then he finger-fucked me until I came all over

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status