Se connecterThe Bitter TruthSuzy’s eyes widened for a split second, and then the confusion on her face slowly faded into something softer, and almost resigned. She set the two glasses of orange juice down and reached for Audrey’s hand, giving it a gentle tug.“Come on,” she said in a calm tone. “Let’s sit at the table. I’ll explain everything.”Audrey followed her without a word, but her stomach was already twisting into an uneasy knot as they moved into the dining room. Suzy pulled out a chair for her and then took the one beside it, leaving the head of the table empty for her father. She folded her hands in her lap and took a very slow breath.“Mom and Dad got divorced two years ago,” she finally whispered, looking into Audrey’s eyes without flinching. “It was kinda quick and quiet, you know…no big fights in front of me or anything. They just silently grew apart with mom eventually saying she needed a fresh start. She remarried last year and moved to Tulsa with her new husband. She’s happy now
The ReturnThe Greyhound bus came to a stop in a cloud of red Oklahoma dust, with the brakes squealing like an old barn door. Audrey Smith grabbed her bags and descended slowly from the vehicle into the scorching April heat… the only passenger to disembark at Willow Creek. Five years in Los Angeles had bleached the memory of this quiet town from her bones, but one breath sent it all rushing back as the sky stretched forever without a single skyscraper to break it.She shielded her eyes against the glare of the sun and looked towards the empty and dusty parking lot. There they were.Her best friend, Suzy Lane, was eagerly waiting with a wide grin on her face, her wavy blonde hair dancing with the hot breeze.“Audrey! Oh my God, you’re actually here!” She yelled excitedly as she ran forward with her arms wide and slammed into Audrey with enough force to knock the breath out of both of them. The hug smelled like family and home, making Audrey laugh happily into her best friend’s shoulde
WORTH THE RISKBlurb:He was hers. Until the night he looked at me like I was something he couldn’t stop touching.Mia's POVThe bass thumped in the crowded house, vibrating up my spine as I sipped my third vodka. My best friend—Sarah—had dragged me here, insisting it was the “party of the summer” as if she didn't come here just to get boned.It was her boyfriend Alex’s roommate’s birthday bash, and the place was packed with so many people from our old school who I had no interest in seeing.“Come on, Mia,” she whined, her voice bubbly with that infectious energy of hers. “Alex’s friends are hot.”If only she knew that my eyes couldn't be on anyone else except Alex.Right now she had her arm looped through his. He towered over her in a fitted gray tee that strained across his chest. The sight of him only made my pussy clench on nothing. I’d always thought he was the perfect package, but he was Sarah's, and that meant off limits.I wasn’t going to risk our friendship for a night of sel
LILA'S POVThe sunlight streamed through the curtains, pulling me from the deepest sleep I'd had in years. My body ached in a good way. I felt sore between my legs and my bed felt harder than it usually was.My eyes snapped open immediately when memories of last night crashed into me in waves. And right under me was my stepbrother, naked. Last night had happened, it was not a dream.Whoa.I was tangled in Jax’s arms, his breath warm on my neck. One heavy leg draped over mine, pinning me there like he didn't want to let me go. God, he smelled like us, and that thought sent a fresh bolt of heat straight to my cunt.I shifted just a little, savouring the heat of his body. His cock was half hard and it nestled against my ass like.A lazy smile tugged at my lips. This is what I'd always wanted, what I always dreamed of. Jax did not see me as family after all, and it excited me more than I'd care to admit.We'd crossed a line, and now there would be no more aching from afar.The storm had
JAX'S POVFuck.The word echoed in my mind as I slid my fingers along the slick heat of her thigh, the storm outside raged harder. Lila's panties were a crumpled scrap on the floor now, discarded like the shreds of my sanity. Her legs parted for me instinctively trembling under my touch. The sight of her, my stepsister, bare, flushed and utterly exposed, it undid me. I'd imagined this a thousand times in the past, her body arching under mine, and now that it was finally happening? It felt like a fever dream.The thought of how dangerous and wrong it was made my dick harder. She was my stepsister, the girl I'd watched go from pigtails to this siren who haunted my fucking dreams. And here she was, splayed out on the couch like an offering. Her breath came in shallow pants, I could feel the heat radiating from her core.I hooked one leg over my shoulder, positioning myself between them. My mouth watered at the sight of her pink, glistening pussy. Swollen with need.“Jax,” she whispere
Lila's POV I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned for hours on end and yet, I couldn't get a minute of sleep. It was 2 a.m, I should be asleep, and yet, all I could think of was Jax's words. He said he missed me. That shouldn't have meant anything, he'd probably said it to millions of other girls and yet, I couldn't forget those words.Outside, the storm raged. Rain lashed against the windows and the wind howled. Mom and Richard already left before the rain started and at this rate, they'll probably spend the night at a hotel.Jax was somewhere in the house, probably in his room. What would he be doing? He'd probably be asleep.My stomach growled, a low rumble that made me groan.I slipped from bed barefoot, tugging my sleep shirt, a big tee that stopped mid thigh. It was given to me by the boy from school.The kitchen was downstairs and I could just slip in and grab a late night snack from the fridge. Yup, sounds like a plan.When I got to the stairs, a scent hit my nose. Whiskey.I







