THE BROTHER I SHOULDN’T WANT

The water was cool against my skin as I floated on my back in the luxurious rooftop pool of our new family mansion. The wedding was in three weeks. My mother was marrying Richard Pierce, a wealthy businessman, and suddenly I had a new stepfather… and a stepbrother.

Luca Pierce.

I tried not to think about him. But it was impossible.

The moment our parents introduced us two weeks ago, something shifted in the air. He was arrogant, sharp-tongued, and far too good-looking, tall, broad-shouldered, with messy dark hair and piercing gray eyes that seemed to undress me every time they landed on me. He loved teasing me. Calling me little sister with that mocking smirk even though we weren’t siblings yet.

I shivered in the water just thinking about it.

I shouldn’t want him. Not like this.

I closed my eyes, trying to relax, when I heard footsteps. My heart jumped.

“Well, well… if it isn’t my future little sister enjoying the pool all by herself.”

Luca’s deep, mocking voice sent a thrill down my spine. I opened my eyes and saw him standing at the edge of the pool, wearing only black swim trunks that hung dangerously low on his hips. His body was insane. He had toned abs, defined chest, and that arrogant smirk plastered on his face.

“I’m not your sister yet,” I shot back, trying to sound confident.

Luca chuckled and dove into the pool smoothly. He resurfaced right in front of me, water dripping down his face and chest. He was too close. Way too close.

“True,” he murmured, his gray eyes darkening as they dropped to my white bikini. “Not yet.”

Before I could move, his hand brushed against my breast, his thumb deliberately grazing my nipple through the thin fabric. I whimpered softly, my body betraying me with a violent shiver.

“Luca…” I breathed, voice shaky.

He did it again, slower this time, circling my hardening nipple with his thumb while watching my face intently.

“You’re so sensitive,” he whispered, stepping even closer until our bodies almost touched in the water. “I’ve been wondering how you’d sound if I touched you properly.”

“This is wrong,” I whispered, even as my nipples hardened painfully under his touch. “Our parents are getting married in three days. We’re going to be siblings. We can't do this.”

Luca’s lips curved into that dangerous smirk. He leaned in, his mouth hovering near my ear.

“Not yet,” he growled softly.

Then he kissed me.

The kiss was hungry and possessive, nothing like the gentle kisses I was used to. His tongue invaded my mouth as one hand cupped my breast, squeezing it firmly while the other gripped my waist underwater. I moaned into his mouth, my resistance crumbling fast.

I pulled back slightly, panting. “Luca… we can’t—”

But he didn’t let me finish. He lifted me effortlessly, wrapping my legs around his waist as he walked us to the shallow end of the pool. He set me down on the wide marble edge, standing between my spread thighs.

“Look at you,” he murmured, eyes raking over my body. “Already trembling for your future stepbrother.”

He untied my bikini top with one swift motion, letting it fall away. My breasts spilled out, my nipples hard and begging. Luca groaned and leaned down, sucking one into his hot mouth while his hand squeezed the other.

“Oh god…” I moaned, my head falling back.

He sucked harder, flicking his tongue over my nipple before moving to the other, giving it the same filthy attention. His free hand slid between my legs, pushing my bikini bottoms aside. His fingers found my soaked pussy and stroked my fold slowly.

“Fuck, Noelle,” he groaned against my breast. “You’re dripping for me. You’ve wanted this as badly as I have, haven’t you?”

I couldn’t deny it. Not when two of his thick fingers pushed inside me, curling to that spot that made me see stars.

“Luca… please…” I whimpered, hips rocking against his hand.

He pulled his fingers out, pushed his swim trunks down, and freed his cock. It was thick, long, and rock hard. He rubbed the head against my clit, teasing me mercilessly.

“Tell me you want your stepbrother’s cock,” he demanded, his voice rough and thick with arousal.

I shook my head, tears of frustration and need in my eyes. “This is so wrong… we’re going to be family—”

“Not yet,” he repeated darkly.

Then he thrust into me in one deep stroke.

I cried out, my walls stretching around his thick length. He felt so good it was almost painful. Luca groaned loudly, gripping my hips as he started fucking me hard by the side of the pool.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled, pounding into me. “Such a naughty little stepsister, letting me fuck you like this before our parents even say ‘I do’.”

Every thrust was deep and possessive. Water splashed around us as he drove into me faster. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, moaning shamelessly now.

“Luca… oh my god, Luca—”

“That’s right,” he rasped, one hand moving to rub my clit while he fucked me. “Say my name. Let me ruin this pretty pussy before I become your big brother.”

I came hard, crying out as my orgasm crashed through me. My pussy clenched violently around him, juices coating his cock.

Luca didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, then pulled out and flipped me around, bending me over the edge of the pool. He slammed back into me from behind, one hand fisting my wet hair.

“Does your future stepbrother fuck you better than anyone else?” he growled, spanking my ass hard.

“Yes!” I moaned, completely lost. “Fuck… yes!”

He pounded me relentlessly, dirty talk spilling from his lips.

“Good girl. Taking my cock so well. I’m going to fill this tight cunt every chance I get after the wedding. You’ll have to sit at the family dinner with my cum still leaking out of you.”

I came again, harder this time. Luca groaned deeply and thrust a few more times before pulling out and shooting thick ropes of cum across my ass and back.

We stayed like that for a moment, breathing heavily, the reality of what we’d just done slowly sinking in.

Luca kissed my shoulder softly, almost tenderly.

“This is just the beginning, Noelle,” he whispered. “We’re going to be very close siblings.”