All Chapters of Forbidden Pleasures: Hot Collection : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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My Stepbrothers 1

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 1 That Hot Saturday Lisa’s pov The middle of July had brought with it a suffocating, unrelenting heatwave that seemed to trap the entire city under a heavy blanket of humid air. By mid-afternoon on that specific Saturday, the temperature outside had climbed well into the upper nineties, and even the heavy-duty central air conditioning system inside the sprawling, luxurious mansion was struggling to keep the rooms at a comfortable level. The vast, high-ceilinged house felt incredibly empty, quiet, and thick with an unspoken, uncomfortable tension that seemed to vibrate through the very walls. Early that morning, just as the sun was beginning to peek over the horizon, my mother and her husband, Richard, had packed their designer luggage into the back of his luxury sedan and departed for a much-needed weekend romantic getaway at a private resort a few hours away. Their departure left the three of us completely alone in the massive residenc

My Stepbrothers 2

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 2 Their Hidden Scars Lisa’s pov The truth or dare game had started out slowly, with simple questions and easy tasks, but the heavy tension in the living room was growing thicker and more intense by the minute. The summer heat inside the massive house felt worse now, almost like a physical weight pressing down on us. I sat perfectly still on the large leather sofa, completely wedged between Mike and Logan. Because of the humidity, my thin white tank top was clinging tightly to the damp skin of my torso. My tiny pink shorts had slid up even higher, exposing the full length of my thick, soft thighs. I knew it was dangerous to be near them, but I could not stop the powerful physical pull I felt toward my stepbrothers. Their bare, shirtless bodies were only inches away from mine. Every single time Mike took a breath, I watched his broad, muscular chest rise and fall. Whenever Logan shifted his position, his lean abdominal muscles tightened

My Stepbrothers 3

Forbidden Pleasures Stepbrothers 3  Rain and Surrender The hot Saturday night had turned into a stormy Sunday. Heavy rain poured down outside, beating loudly against the windows and roof. Thunder rumbled in the distance. The power flickered a few times before going out completely, leaving the big house in darkness except for the flashes of lightning. I was in my room, still topless from the truth or dare game earlier, wearing only my tiny pink shorts. My body was still buzzing from sitting on Mike’s lap and feeling Logan’s hands on my breasts. Even though they hated me, their touch had made me incredibly wet. A loud knock came on my door. “Lisa,” Mike’s deep voice called. “The power is out. We need to check the generator in the basement.” I opened the door. Both Mike and Logan stood there shirtless, their bodies lit by lightning flashes. Rain was coming down so hard it sounded like the world was ending. I followed them downstairs. The basement was dark and cool. While

My Stepbrothers 4

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 4 The Sex Game The morning after the stormy night felt strangely calm. Sunlight poured through the large windows of the mansion, lighting up the living room where we had fallen asleep. I woke up slowly, nestled between Mike and Logan on the wide sofa. My body was sore in the most delicious way. Dried cum still clung to my inner thighs and breasts from everything they had done to me during the rainstorm. I lay there quietly for a while, feeling their warm skin against mine. Mike’s strong arm was draped over my waist. Logan’s leg was tangled with mine. Even in sleep, their bodies felt protective and possessive. The hatred was still present I could sense it in the way they sometimes tensed when they looked at me but something had shifted. The raw desire from last night still lingered in the air. Mike woke up first. He looked down at my naked body and his thick cock twitched against my thigh. Logan stirred soon after, his hand instinctive

My Stepbrothers 5

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 5 The Cold Return The quiet, lazy peace of that Sunday afternoon was completely shattered the exact moment I heard the unmistakable sound of rubber tires crunching heavily over the gravel driveway outside. My heart dropped like a stone into the dark hollow of my stomach. A cold spike of adrenaline shot straight through my veins, freezing the breath right in my lungs. For a single, panicked second, I couldn't even move. The magical, isolated bubble that had enclosed the three of us for the last forty-eight hours evaporated into thin air, replaced by the terrifying intrusion of reality. “They’re back early,” Mike said. His voice, which had been thick, warm, and breathless with desire just a short while ago, had instantly transformed back into a flat, icy gravel. He didn't look at me. Instead, his dark eyes were already scanning the floor, his jaw clenched tightly in a rigid line of sudden panic. He was already pulling his jeans up his l

My Stepbrothers 6

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 6  Breaking Point The days following Mike’s midnight confession in the living room stretched into an unbearable haze of silence and stolen glances. The mansion felt smaller than ever, its high ceilings and marble floors echoing with the constant reminder that I was an outsider in my own home. Mike and Logan’s coldness had become a weaponsharp, precise, and relentless. They moved around me like I was invisible, yet their eyes betrayed them in fleeting moments: a lingering stare on my legs as I came down the stairs in shorts, the way Logan’s jaw tightened when I bent over to pick something up, or how Mike’s fingers would flex against his thigh when our paths crossed in the hallway. I tried to stay out of their way. I buried myself in books, in long showers where I let the hot water beat against my skin while I replayed every touch from that storm weekend. The way Mike had pinned my wrists above my head while Logan kissed down my stomach. Th

My Stepbrothers 7

Forbidden Pleasures My Stepbrothers 7 Shielded in Shadows The Monday morning after that wild Friday night in Logan’s bedroom felt like walking through a dream. It was a dream wrapped in deep danger. My body still ached in the most delicious ways. I had light bruises on my hips from where Mike had grabbed me tightly. There was a faint soreness between my thighs. Every single step I took served as a secret reminder of the truth: my stepbrothers had claimed me completely. We had barely slept that weekend. We stayed tangled together in a big mess of arms and legs. We whispered sweet promises to each other in the dark. We only stopped when the first bits of morning light came through the window and forced us to separate. "Act normal," Mike had growled against my lips one last time before he snuck back to his own bedroom. Logan had only kissed my forehead gently. His eyes were dark with a mix of deep love and ongoing worry. But acting normal was becoming totally impossible.

My Stepbrothers 8

Forbidden Pleasures  My Stepbrothers 8  Rival The weeks that followed that dramatic Monday confrontation with Vanessa settled into a strange, dangerous new pattern inside our lives. At home, Mike and Logan still kept their careful distance whenever our parents were around. They spoke to me in short, polite sentences at the dinner table and avoided sitting too close on the couch. But the moment the front door closed behind my mother and Richard whether they were heading to another charity event, a weekend business trip, or even just a long dinner in the city their control would shatter completely. They would pull me into their arms with rough, desperate hands. They would kiss me like they were starving for air. They would take me again and again, sometimes separately in the quiet hours of the night, and sometimes together in a heated tangle of bodies that left me shaking and marked for days afterward. My body carried the secret evidence everywhere I went. Small bruises hidden un

My Stepbrothers 9

Forbidden Pleasures  My Stepbrothers 9  Shadows of Blackmail The weekend after Ethan’s failed attempt to ask me out passed in a hot blur of secret touches and possessive nights. Mike and Logan barely let me out of their sight inside the giant mansion. Every single time I walked past them in the house, a hand would brush against my waist, a mouth would find my bare neck, and within minutes I would be pressed hard against a wall or pulled quickly into one of their bedrooms. Their deep jealousy over Ethan had not cooled down at all. Instead, it had only sharpened their dangerous hunger for me. But on Monday morning, as we drove to school together in Logan’s sleek black SUV, the conversation shifted away from our tangled bodies. It turned toward something much darker. "Vanessa has not said a single word since last week," Mike said from the driver’s seat. His knuckles were completely white from gripping the steering wheel so tightly. "But I do not trust her for a second. Bullies li

My Stepbrothers 10

Forbidden Pleasures  My Stepbrothers 10  Caught in the Flames The victory over Vanessa brought a fragile sense of peace to our dangerous little world. For nearly two weeks, the hallways at Westridge Academy felt lighter. Vanessa avoided me completely now, slinking past with her head down and her friends trailing silently behind her. No more cruel comments. No more spilled coffee or mocking laughter. Mike and Logan’s protection, backed by the blackmail files they had uncovered, had worked. At home, our nights grew even more intense. The relief fueled their hunger, and I surrendered to it completely letting them claim me in every room, every position, until my body bore their marks like secret tattoos of ownership. But secrets this forbidden could never stay hidden forever. It happened on a humid Thursday afternoon after school. Our parents were away again, this time for a three-day conference in the capital. The mansion was ours. Mike and Logan had skipped their last period, pi

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