All Chapters of Resisting My Hot Stepbrother: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JaydenI adjusted the cuffs of my sleek, black shirt, admiring the way it hugged my physique. The designer pants, a dark, trendy fit, complemented my shirt perfectly. I turned around, checking myself out from every angle, my eyes lingering on my sleek, black sneakers. A satisfied smirk spread across my face as I struck a pose, admiring my reflection."Damn, I look so hot," I said, chuckling at my own vanity.My phone rang, and I expected it to be Allison, hoping she'd call to arrange a ride to the club together or something. My heart skipped a beat at the prospect of seeing her tonight. But my excitement faltered when I saw Tyler's name flashing on the screen.What did he want? I thought, my brow furrowing in annoyance.I answered the call, trying to sound casual. "What's up, Tyler?"Tyler's voice came through, cheerful as ever. "What's up, man? Just making sure you're still coming to the club tonight."I rolled my eyes, though a smile played on my lips. "Wouldn't miss it for anything

AllisonAs I slowly regained consciousness, my head throbbed with a dull ache, like a relentless drumbeat. I opened my eyes to a blindingly bright light, which made me squint. The pungent smell of disinfectant and the faint scent of medicine wafted through the air, making my stomach churn. I realized I was in a hospital, surrounded by the sterile, white walls and the soft beeping of machines.My gaze wandered to my hand, which was attached to an IV drip, the clear tube snaking up to a bag of fluids hanging from a metal stand. I felt a surge of confusion and panic. What had happened? I tried to remember, but my memories seemed hazy and distant.I tentatively touched my head, and my fingers brushed against a large bandage plastered on my forehead, close to my scalp. A shiver ran down my spine as I realized that the bike accident must have been more serious than I thought.Suddenly alert, I sat up, my movements slow and deliberate. The room spun around me, and I felt a wave of nausea was

AllisonI lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. My eyes fixed on the fan, its blades spinning lazily. I felt numb, empty, and disconnected from the world. "You will look really nice with a rope tied on you," I muttered to the fan, my voice barely above a whisper.My mind was unraveling, consumed by the darkness that had haunted me for so long. I felt like I was losing my grip on reality, slipping into the abyss of depression and despair.The door opened, but I didn't flinch. I didn't care. I was too far gone, lost in my own private hell."Allison?" a voice whispered, piercing the fog that surrounded me.It was Jayden's voice, but I didn't respond. I didn't even bother to look at him. My tears continued to flow, gliding down the pillow and to the bed."Allison, please look at me," Jayden's voice came again, softer and more urgent.I felt a presence beside me, and my eyes darted to the side. Jayden stood there, his eyes filled with concern and regret."Allison, I'm really sorr

JaydenTwo months and two weeks had passed since I last saw Allison. The ache within me still lingered, a constant reminder of what I had lost. It felt like a piece of me had been ripped away, leaving a gaping hole that could never be filled.But I knew it was for the best. We had to sever ties, for I was toxic to her happiness. I was the guy who could never have her, and it was better for her to stay away from me.I stood in my small exhibition, surrounded by vibrant hearts and canvas artwork that seemed to pulsate with life. The air was alive with the gentle hum of conversation, the soft laughter of strangers, and the occasional gasp of admiration. Couples strolled hand-in-hand, their eyes scanning the artwork with wonder. Children pointed excitedly, their tiny hands grasping for their parents'.Just then, a young woman tapped my shoulder, jolting me from my reverie. "Hey," she whispered, her voice husky.I turned to face her, forcing a smile onto my lips. "Hello," I replied, my voi

JaydenAllison's smirk turned predatory as she saw my desperate nodding. She increased her pace, her hand moving faster along my length. I could feel myself getting harder under her touch, but she stopped abruptly, leaving me throbbing and needing more. "Look at me."I looked at her, surprised by her sudden dominance. She was fierce and feisty, a side of her I had never seen before.Allison's delicate fingers moved from my shaft to gently cup my balls. She squeezed them lightly, eliciting a quiet gasp from me. My lips parted slightly, a tiny growl escaping as she rolled them in her palm. "Does that feel good?""Yes, fuck yes, it does," I nodded eagerly. "Can I thrust... please, Alli, please?"I was itching to thrust into her warm, firm hands badly.Instead, she smiled wickedly as she sat on the desk. I wondered what she was up to next, but then she stretched her long legs out towards my throbbing member and wrapped her feet around my length, using her toes to tease the sensitive head