All Chapters of Hot For My New Stepbrother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aurelia His tongue swept in without asking for permission and tangled with mine in a battle that I knew I would lose from the start. My hands fisted in his shirt as I pulled him closer even though my mind screamed at me to push him away and run while I still could. His body pressed against mine and trapped me between the vanity and his unyielding frame so that I felt every inch of him from the heat radiating off his chest to the hard length of him grinding into my stomach.The kiss deepened into something feral and desperate as if he was trying to pour all his frustration and desire into me and make me understand without words what he could not say out loud.He broke away just long enough to yank my hoodie over my head and toss it aside so that his hands could roam freely over my bare skin. His fingers traced the curve of my waist and slid up to cup my breasts through the thin fabric of my bra and squeezed with enough force to make me gasp into his mouth. The pain mixed with pleasu

Aurelia “Well, well, well,” Cassie, my new college best friend shouted over the pounding bass, leaning in so I could hear her, “Aurelia the good girl in a club.”I rolled my eyes, the neon lights strobing across her amused face. Good girl. If only she knew. Good girls didn’t let their stepbrothers fuck them in locked bathrooms. Good girls didn’t spread their legs under breakfast tables while four other people chatted about mergers and wedding dates.“I just need to blow off some steam,” I said, shrugging like it was no big deal. “Nothing serious.”Cassie wasn’t buying it. She tilted her head, her dark curls bouncing, and gave me that look, the one that said she saw straight through the bullshit.“I know your mom’s marrying Darlington,” she said, softer now, “and you hate it.”I opened my mouth to deny it, to tell her everything was fine, but someone’s elbow jabbed hard into my ribs as they squeezed onto the stool beside me.I winced, my eyes squeezing shut for a moment against the fl

Aurelia The buzz between my legs didn’t stop the whole way out of the club. Every step made my thighs rub together, reminding me of Chase’s fingers, his tongue, the way he’d edged me, never letting me reaching my climax in that private room until I was shaking and begging. He’d pause right when I was about to break, then start again, slowly and cruelly until I couldn’t take it anymore. The moment I reached our table, he increased the tempo of the vibrator. I doubled over, heaving, breathing raggedly as I tried not to come apart in front of the whole club. Cassie kept asking if I was okay, her voice worried over the fading bass. I told her I was fine. Lied straight through my teeth. I said goodnight fast, hopped on the subway, and started the long, awkward walk home. My dress suddenly felt too short, my panties too wet, my body too sensitive. Every brush of fabric made me bite my lip. Chase’s words kept playing in my head. It was all I could think about in the subway.

Aurelia I was halfway through pulling on my sneakers, getting ready for my American Literature class when my phone buzzed with an Instagram notification. Normally I would have ignored it, my account was a ghost town with only one hundred and sixteen followers, barely worth checking. But something about this one felt different. Like it was important.“Aurelia, come on!” Cassie’s voice cut through the hallway. I'd asked her to go check if he had shown up, because the man had a knack for coming late to his own class. “Professor Nathan’s already threatening to dock fifty points from anyone who’s late. We need to move!”“I need to check this,” I said, my eyes glued to the screen of my face. “Go ahead. Just…. save me a seat.”“What? The class is—”But I wasn’t listening anymore. The notification had already pulled me in. Amy’s latest post stared back at me.A blurry photo of me walking across campus. My hair was in a messy bun, I was wearing a hoodie zipped high, and I was looking straig

AureliaI'd never done this before, only watched it once in health ed class, but I’d read my notes from cover to cover like they were a survival manual. My hands shook as I straddled Chase’s hips, my knees hitting the carpet on either side of him. He lay flat on his back, his chest still, lips parted and blue-tinged.I pinched his nose shut with trembling fingers, tilted his head back the way the textbook said, and sealed my mouth over his.One breath. Then, two. My lungs burned as I pushed air into him, willing it to reach whatever part of him had gone quiet. ‘Come on,’ I thought, ‘please.’ ‘Don't worsen things for me tonight.’On the third breath his chest jerked.His eyes snapped open, wild, furious, and blazing.Before I could pull away, his hand shot up and fisted in my hair, yanking me down so hard my elbows buckled. Our mouths crashed together again, but this time it wasn’t rescue.This was war. Chase kissed me like he wanted to punish me for daring to breathe life back into h