All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Lesson (A Forbidden Collection): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 Ava waited until the house had gone quiet before she knocked on his door.She stood in the hallway in an oversized hoodie and the shortest pair of sleep shorts she owned, heart beating too fast for something as simple as asking for help. The light under Noah’s door was still on. She could hear the low murmur of a video playing on his laptop.She knocked again, softer this time.The door opened almost immediately.Noah stood there in black sweatpants and nothing else. His hair was messy, like he’d been running his hands through it while studying. The sharp lines of his shoulders and chest looked even more unfair under the hallway light. She had seen the way girls looked at him at the wedding — the way they still looked at him whenever he came to campus to tutor. He never seemed to notice. Or maybe he just didn’t care.Tonight his eyes dropped over her once, quick and unreadable, before he stepped back.“What’s up?”Ava twisted the sleeve of her hoodie between her fingers. “I

Chapter 3Thursday moved too slowly.Ava sat through two morning classes without hearing a word. Every time she shifted in her seat she felt the lingering ache between her legs from the night before — a deep, pleasant soreness that made her thighs press together under the desk. She kept replaying the moment Noah had pressed just the head of his cock inside her and held still while she came around him. The stretch. The heat. The quiet, rough sound he made against her neck.Mia noticed something was off at lunch.“You’re quiet again,” she said, stealing a fry from Ava’s tray. “Did the tutoring help or make it worse?”Ava forced a small smile. “It helped.”“You sure? Because you look like someone scrambled your brain.”She didn’t answer. Across the courtyard a group of girls from the junior class were clustered near the vending machines, laughing too loudly. One of them kept glancing toward the science building. Ava followed their line of sight and saw Noah walking out of the tutoring ce

Chapter 5Night settled over the house in stages.Ava lost track of time somewhere between the second and third round on the living room couch. By the time Noah carried her upstairs she was already loose-limbed and flushed, his cum still slipping down the insides of her thighs with every step he took. He didn’t bother with the lights in his room. He just kicked the door shut behind them and laid her down on the bed like she weighed nothing.The sheets were cool against her overheated skin. She sank into them with a soft, shaky sound that turned into a full moan the second he climbed over her and pushed back inside.“Fuck—” The word left her in a high, broken rush. “Noah—”He bottomed out in one smooth thrust and stayed there, grinding deep while she clenched around him. The stretch still felt massive after everything they had already done. Her walls fluttered helplessly. A long, needy whimper spilled out of her throat before she could stop it.“That’s it,” he muttered against her mout

Chapter 7Ava barely got five minutes.Noah’s hand never really left her. Even while she tried to catch her breath against his chest, his fingers kept drifting between her legs — slow, idle strokes through the thick mess he had left inside her. Every light pass over her swollen clit pulled a soft, oversensitive whimper out of her throat. She was still trembling. Still open. Still so raw that the gentlest touch felt enormous.“Up,” he said quietly.She made a weak sound of protest, but her body obeyed anyway. He helped her onto her hands and knees in the center of the bed. The position alone made her feel exposed — ass up, thighs already shiny, the evidence of everything he had pumped into her starting to slip down the insides of her legs. Cool air kissed her overstimulated folds and drew another broken little noise from her lips.Noah moved behind her. She felt the bed dip, then the thick, hot head of his cock dragging through h

Chapter 9 By mid-afternoon the heat had settled over the backyard like a thick blanket. Ava stood at the edge of the pool in one of Noah’s old T-shirts and a pair of simple black bikini bottoms she had found in the back of her drawer. The shirt clung to her in the humidity. She could already feel the sun on the tops of her bare thighs. Across the fence to the left, the neighbors’ second-story windows were open. Someone was playing music faintly. A lawn chair scraped against concrete somewhere out of sight. Noah came out of the house behind her carrying two bottles of water. He wore only dark swim shorts that sat low on his hips. The sunlight caught the lines of his shoulders and the faint marks her nails had left the night before. He set the bottles on the table and looked at her for a long moment, eyes moving over the way the damp air had already made the T-shirt stick to the heavy curve of her breasts. “Shirt off,” he said quietly. Ava glanced toward the open windows next door.