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“I’m too angry right now, Jules. I can’t be gentle. Tell me to stop.”I wet my dry lips with my tongue. Ash’s eyes tracked the movement, and a thrill shot through me.“Maybe I don’t want gentle.”His nostrils flared, his pupils dilating as he stared down at me.“You have no idea what you’re asking for.”“Don’t I?” I pressed my cock against his thigh.“Jules.” The warning in his voice was clear.It should have scared me. It should have prompted me to tell him to get off me so I could escape to my room. It didn’t.It thrilled me.To know that my big bad stepbrother wanted me that much, so much that he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself, was exhilarating.Ash wanted me.And I wanted everything he’d give me. Maybe I’d hate myself later, but I was too turned on to care about anything other than getting Ash’s pornstar dick inside me.“What?” I suppressed a grin. “You saying you don’t want to fuck me?”“Jules.”“You don’t want to be the first to put your dick in me? You don’t

“Come on, slut. Relax for me,” he whispered in my ear and slid his handfrom the back of my neck to my throat. “Open up and let me in.”“Fuck. I don’t even like you. Why does this feel good?”“We don’t have to like each other to fuck.” He pushed in a bit more.“And for the record, I don’t like you either.”I let out a little huff of irritation, which made him chuckle.“Brat. Now hold still, and let me get my dick in you.”“Christ. It feels like you shoved your whole arm up there.”He laughed against my back, moving his hand down my stomach until he was cupping my cock.“You like it. Look how hard you are for me.”“Says the guy who’s balls deep inside me,” I muttered. I hated how much his words were turning me on.“I’m not balls deep yet.”Another embarrassing whine fell from my lips.“That’s it, slut. Just a little bit more.” His thighs brushed my ass.I let out a low groan.“Okay?” he asked, his voice a low grunt, as he gripped my cock tighter, squeezing it at the base.“Yeah.”I did

As amazing as fucking Jules had been, it couldn’t happen again. We needed to go back to being stepbrothers who hated each other.I needed to keep my damn hands to myself before this got any messier than it already was. I wasn’t sure when it happened, but leaving food for Jules in the fridge became a thing I did.I didn’t order out every meal, but when I did, I made sure to get an extra portion of something for him.We didn’t talk about it, didn’t acknowledge it, but deep inside, I liked knowing that Jules was eating better and that I was the one who was making it happen.Nor did I have any idea why I’d bought a fancy coffee maker like the one Mom and Ken had off the school’s for sale site, or why I’d put it in the kitchen with a stash of premium coffee for both of us to use.I’d told myself it was because I was being responsible and that making coffee at home in the morning was preferable to buying a cup every morning on my way to school.That was only part of it. I was doing okay mon

“The shoes behind the couch. How you’ve left your coffee mug on the table the past few mornings. Locking me out of the bathroom while you dicked around on your phone in there.”“How do you know I was on my phone?” he asked breathlessly.“It was pretty obvious after the first half hour with no movement or running water.”“Maybe I was just really quiet.”“Sure. Let’s go with that.” I pulled him against me, grinning when he fell into my chest with a startled cry. “What’s the matter, kitten? Cat got your tongue?”He glared at me but made no move to break free of my grip. “The stupid cat puns are getting old.”“Nah.” I tightened my grip and walked him backward until his back hit the wall next to my bedroom door.“What are you going to do to me?”Did I imagine the tinge of hopeful anticipation coloring his words?“Who says I’m going to do anything to you?”“But you’re… I mean… you’re kinda…”He looked ridiculously endearing when he was flustered, his cheeks pink and his eyes big and bright.

“You can.” I stroked my hand up his length a few times.“I need more, Ash.”“I know you do, slut. You want me to fuck you?”“Please!”“You want me to make you come?”“Yes!”“Hold on.” I slammed into him.He cried out, his heels lifting off the floor from the force of my thrusts.“Yes, yes, yes yes yes yes yes.”His head lolled back against my shoulder as I fucked him, making sure to stroke his dick on every other thrust.My entire body was screaming at me, tight and ready for release, but I held out, focusing on something, anything, other than how perfect Jules felt in my arms.“Come now, Jules,” I growled in his ear as a wave of pleasure so strong it nearly stole my breath washed over me.White-hot pleasure coiled through my body, my cock so hard it hurt as I drove into him as hard and as fast as I could in our position.“Fuck!”Jules convulsed in my arms, shaking and shuddering as his cock pulsed in my hand and his ass rippled around my dick.“Holy fuck,” I gritted out, slamming my