Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)
Daisy’s POV
I had just stepped out of the shower, skin still damp and flushed from the hot water, when my bedroom door slammed open.
Dan stood in the doorway like he owned the place — which, in a way, he did. At 27, my stepbrother was all sharp edges and barely-contained dominance: tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair and eyes that always seemed to see too much. He held up his phone, screen glowing with incriminating proof of my latest stupid mistake — a blurry video of me sneaking out last weekend for a risky fling I never should have had.