All Chapters of CRAVING MY FORBIDDEN STEPBROTHER: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Chapter 61: Love twice -

I slip out of Cain’s room just after six with my shoes in my hand and the house still dark around me.The hallway is quiet and I move carefully, past the parents’ doors and down the stairs and through the kitchen, and when the cold air hits my face on the porch I lean back against the door and close my eyes and just breathe for a second.His hands on my face. The way he said it not built up to, not performed, just I love you dropped into the dark like he was done hiding it. The sound he makes when he’s close, low in his throat, the way he said my name like it is all he can manage to say. I press my lips together and look out at the water going gold in the early light and my whole body is still warm and loose from him and I cannot do a single thing about the smile taking over my face.Something was extremely different about this time. It fels extremely intimate. The eye contact, the moans…I drop my face into both hands and make a sound that would absolutely humiliate me if anyone hear

Last Updated : 2026-04-12

Chapter 62: It’s a Date

I wake up before he does.Grey light through the curtains. The water outside doing what it always does. His arm heavy around me and his chest warm at my back and the room quiet in the way rooms are at six in the morning when nothing has started yet.I lie there and think, I could get used to this. Sleeping well, sleeping in the arms of my man. He shifts behind me. His arm tightens, pulling me in, and I feel him wake up slowly, the breath changing, the body going from heavy to present, and then his mouth at the back of my neck.“Morning,” he says. Low and rough and completely unhurried.“Morning.”He’s quiet for a moment. His hand moving up my side, tracing my ribs, sliding back down to my hip.“I had a dream,” he says.“Mm.”“You said something.” His mouth moves to my shoulder. Warm and open. “Four words.” A pause. “Was that a dream?”I go very still.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say.He laughs. Low and quiet, the laugh that only exists in rooms like this. He rolls me

Last Updated : 2026-04-13

Chapter 63: It’s a Date

He catches it, tosses it aside, climbs back up and kisses me, and I can taste myself on his mouth and it should be a lot but somehow it just makes everything hotter, and I reach down and wrap my hand around him and feel how hard he already is, throbbing and scorching and heavy in my palm. “Your turn,” I say. “Big boy.”Something moves through his face.I stroke him slowly, feeling him twitch against my palm, and watch his jaw go tight. I do it again and his forehead drops to mine.“Layla.” Warning in his voice.“Mm?” Innocent.I twist my wrist at the top the way I’ve learned does something to him and feel him shudder.“Inside,” he says. “Now.”“Ask nicely.”He looks at me.“Please,” he says. Low and fraying at the edges. “I need to be inside you.”I guide him to my pussy, and coat his tip with my wetness, and he pushes inside in one deep thrust and we both go still. His forehead drops to mine. My hands go to his back. Neither of us moves for a moment, just breathing together, just

Last Updated : 2026-04-13

Chapter 64: It’s You

The back garden is already full when I come downstairs.Amelia’s parents arrived with a coolbox and a portable speaker and the energy of people who have been doing this particular beach holiday for twenty years and know exactly how it should go. Her father is already in conversation with Marcus about something involving a boat and a bet from three summers ago. Her mother is fussing over the sunscreen situation with my mother, both of them in wide brimmed hats, my mother holding out her arm for inspection.“You need factor fifty,” Amelia’s mother is saying firmly. “At minimum. The sun here is different.”“It’s the same sun,” Marcus says.“It is not the same sun. Tell him.”“It’s absolutely not the same sun,” my mother agrees, and they both look at Marcus with the combined certainty of two women who have decided and are not revisiting it.Marcus looks at Cain.Cain looks at his coffee.I sit down at the garden table and help myself to toast and I think — this is what it would look like.

Last Updated : 2026-04-14

Chapter 65: It’s You (2)

“People will notice.”“Mm.” His lips trail to my collarbone. “Probably.”“Cain—”“Two minutes.”I reach between us and find him through his shorts, already hard, and wrap my hand around him through the fabric. He goes completely still.“Layla.” Warning in his voice.I stroke him slowly and feel him twitch against my palm.“We should go back,” I say sweetly.He makes a low sound and his hips push forward slightly into my hand. His control lasts approximately four more seconds before his hand slides under the tie of my bikini bottoms and finds me and we both inhale at the same time.“Soaked,” he says against my ear. Low and rough. “Every time.”I stroke him harder through his shorts. “Your fault.”“I know.” His fingers push inside me and my head falls back against the wall. “God, you’re tight.” His thumb finds my clit and works it while his fingers move. “I’ve been thinking about this all morning. Sitting next to you in that bikini.” His mouth at my ear. “Do you know what I wanted to do

Last Updated : 2026-04-14

Chapter 66: Letter

I am still holding the letter.Amelia is still looking at me.The room is quiet enough that I can hear the garden below. Laughter. Someone’s music. The warmth of a day that has nothing to do with what is happening up here.“The cabin,” she says.I go still.“That night.” Her eyes are red at the edges. She’s been crying before I came in. She’s stopped now but the evidence is there. “You told us a story. About a letter. About a girl who wrote something private and had it read out loud in front of everyone.” She looks down at the paper in her hands. “I felt so sorry for her.” She looks back up. “I felt so sorry for you.”I open my mouth.“Don’t.” She shakes her head. “Don’t say anything yet. Let me—” She presses her lips together and breathes through her nose. “I sat there and I thought, God, how awful. How completely awful. And I looked at you and I thought, she seems like someone who’s been through something real, and I liked you. I actually liked you.” Her voice cracks on the last wor

Last Updated : 2026-04-15

Chapter 67: The Necklace

Ryan I hear her before I see her.Footsteps on the path outside, fast and uneven, the footsteps of someone not paying attention to where they’re going because they’re too busy holding themselves together. I know those footsteps. I have known them since we were nine years old.I have gotten used to them. I know Cain has done something again. I put down my drink.She comes through the door without knocking because she never knocks, not here, not with me, and I see her face immediately. The sunglasses are off and her eyes are red and her jaw is set in the specific way it sets when she has been crying and is furious at herself for it.“Hey,” I say.She sits down on the couch and pulls her knees up and presses her face into them and doesn’t say anything.I sit down beside her.I don’t touch her. I have learned over years of this exact moment that touching her too fast makes her pull away and I have spent too long calibrating exactly how much space she needs and when.“Amelia,” I say.“Gi

Last Updated : 2026-04-16

Chapter 68: The moment -

The cabin is very quiet.She looks down at the necklace at her throat. Her fingers come up and close around it slowly.“Ryan,” she says. Barely a sound.“You’re the best I could ever get,” I say. “You at fourteen crying over a necklace. You right now, a mess, heart broken. Every version. You are still the best I could ever get and I should have said it years ago instead of handing you reasons to look at someone else. I should have fought for you, not hoping you would finally see me, like a coward.”She looks up at me.Her eyes are full and she is not holding it back this time. It spills over, just once, and she wipes it away fast and then she looks at me with something in her face that I have never seen there before.“Why didn’t you tell me,” she says.“You were in love with him. I never thought I stood a chance.”“Ryan—”“I’m not saying it to make you feel guilty. I’m just—”“Stop.” She steps forward. “Stop picking up that jacket.”I stop.“I’m angry at you,” she says. Her voice is u

Last Updated : 2026-04-18

Chapter 69: The moment 2

I get my mouth on her and suck and feel her shudder and do it again because I want every version of that sound. I spend time there, learning what makes her hips push forward and what makes her grab my wrists and what makes her head fall back, and I file every response away like something I’m keeping.I kiss down her stomach and get her shorts off and settle between her thighs and she is already soaked and the sight of her like that after wanting this for so long makes me groan before I’ve even touched her.I put my mouth on her.Her hips come off the chair and her hand grabs my hair and the sound she makes goes through me completely. I take my time. I learn her, what makes her thighs shake, what makes her pull at my hair, what makes her say my name like that. I slide two fingers inside her and feel how tight and wet she is and groan against her because the reality of it is better than anything I let myself imagine.“God,” she breathes. “Ryan. Right there. Don’t stop.”I don’t stop.She

Last Updated : 2026-04-18

Chapter 70: Try

RYANShe falls asleep before I do.She’s on her side facing the wall, her hair loose across the pillow, her breathing slow and even, and I lie there on my back and look at the ceiling and think, this is the thing I have been trying not to want for years. Right here. This specific thing. Her in this bed breathing next to me.I close my eyes.When I wake up she’s already sitting up, knees to her chest, looking at the window. The light coming through is pale and early. Somewhere outside a bird is singing sweetly, and the waves are crashing into the shore.“Morning,” I say.She looks at me.“Hi,” she says.She has the expression she gets when she’s been thinking for a while and has too many thoughts to organize. I know this expression. I have been reading her expressions for almost twenty years.“Don’t,” I say.She frowns. “Don’t what.”“Whatever you’re about to say. The point where you’ve talked yourself halfway out of last night.” I sit up. “Don’t.”She looks at me.“I wasn’t going to,”

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