Be Nice To Your Brother

“There was a fucking earthquake. It caused an avalanche on the mountain. Didn’t you feel it, you lazy piece of shit?” I yell at Kaleb. “No, I didn’t. I was fucking sleeping. Quit bitching at me.” he says. He’s wearing nothing but grey sweats that hang low on his waist. God, how can someone so fucking hot be so fucking annoying? “We are stuck here. There’s at least 25 feet of snow blocking us in this cabin. Lily and your parents can’t get back either.” I tell him. “Thanks for the observation. If we can’t get out, they obviously can’t get in.” “Can you not be a snarky asshole for 2 minutes?! We are literally fucking stuck in this cabin together for god knows how long!” I yell at Kaleb. He’s so infuriating sometimes. “Relax. I’m sure we’ll probably be out in a few hours.” “Oh you’re sure, are you? Well, guess what dipshit? The guy on the radio said they’re focusing on the surrounding areas first and then they’ll be working on the mountain. That could take fucking days, Kaleb.” Kaleb takes a step closer to me. “Don’t talk to me like I’m fucking stupid, Riley.” “Oh yeah? What are you doing to do?” “If you don’t stop with this bratty attitude, I’m going to fuck it out of you.”

‘I wish to have a carefree life.’ This is what Reine said before getting hit by the famous ‘Out of Control Truck’. When she opened her eyes, she is in a luxurious room with maids around her. “Good morning Duchess, it is time for your breakfast.” Is what they said. She is now Duchess Frielle Marcia Madrigal Fortess, the thirds’ most powerful lady in the kingdom of Sagareste. She thought being a duchess will give her a carefree life, oh how wrong she was.

Rated 18+!! Steamy mature contents contained here!!! Leilani Waters, a really beautiful independent lady, with the perfect body that can make any man sin willingly, won the heart of one of the most famous billionaires in the city, Neil. He loved her so much with his entire heart and could kill for her. Their lives went on smoothly until he walked in through the front door…Adonis Ace Giles, Neil’s stepbrother, a sex god, whose mouthwatering features will make any woman kill to get a taste of him and yet doesn’t believe in love. Leilani found herself drooling over Adonis, and when the heat between them became unbearable, they had sex… and from that day, everything changed for Leilani. What happens when Leilani is caught between marrying Neil and confessing her feelings to Adonis? ***Excerpt*** “F*ck me, Adonis.” I gasped against his shoulder, helplessly pressed into him as he rocked my body slowly with his slow, hard grinding. He yanked his hand off my ass forcefully, and the thong snapped. The sound and the smack of it against my skin made me shudder, almost cumming. He pulled the black thong away from me, the small fabric slick with my juices, and stuffed it in my open mouth. I groaned, hearing the tortured sound of my own groan muffled by my panties slick with my own wet. And I moaned again. “So many fucking things I wanna do to your body, Leilani.” He growled, “I’m gonna f*ck you so hard.” He said, gazing sinfully into my eyes as he said those maddening words and slid his erect cock out of his grey sweatpants. My vagina clenched, spilling more moisture. Then he parted my legs even wider and plunged his cock into my vagina. Deep. Wet. Hard.

Alicia Anderson is every man ideal woman, but love was never her forte and she never found herself worth loving. Everything took a turn when she bash into a boy at the welcome back school mixer (Nethean) but little did she know he was a worst type of player. Nethean Adam was an orphan, adopted by he's ruthless Uncle. He's the school renowned player. Love was just a four letter words to him, he's biggest aim was to graduate from university, work hard and become a billionaire, just to make his uncle pay for how he maltreated him. Will Alicia be able to change his ways and get his attention?

It was Hana Verlice’s engagement party — but the only thing she could think about was that night six months ago. The night Dante Carter pinned her against the backseat window of his car,cheeks pressed to the glass, her dress lifted to her waists, with his mouth buried between her legs. Now, she was hours away from marrying his older brother. Elijah Osborne Carter — the perfect man, heir to Osborne Pharmaceuticals, and her father’s last hope of saving their crumbling empire. But as she slipped into her designer dress, her mind couldn't stop thinking about the one man she could never have. Dante. The mistake she was supposed to forget. The temptation she swore never to touch again. The younger brother who disappeared after that night and was never supposed to come back. But as she stepped out of her dressing room to join her soon-to-be husband at the party, there he was. Leaning at the foot of the stairs like raw sin. Messy hair. Dark eyes. That cocky mouth that once had her moaning his name in ecstacy. Her pulse quickened as her knees threatened to give out. She tried to breathe. To stay still. But one look at him… and she knew she was in trouble. “What the hell are you doing here?” she whispered, her voice barely holding. He smirked, slow and knowing as his gaze dropped shamelessly to her lips. “Did you miss me, cookie?”

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------

When Sophia finds out that her sister is getting married to the man who cheated on her best friend with her, she is furious. To appear less bitter and less pitiful after an argument with her sister, she foolishly makes up a boyfriend who she could invite to her wedding and present to her family. The only person who could possibly save her from embarrassment is her man whore of a neighbor, Ethan. Sophia despises Ethan to the utmost. Every night she hears him bring a different girl home, yet he still makes an attempt to flirt with her on a daily basis. When Ethan unexpectedly plays along to pretend dating, the two get close and soon start to develop feelings towards each other. Sophia is reluctant, considering Ethan’s sexual past. Forcing Ethan to work harder to prove he is the right man for her.

Rebecca Cathy Castillo never thought her marriage to the cold, young CEO Samuel Wilson was just a game of hearts. When she found out she was pregnant, she discovered the harsh reality that her husband was having an affair with Nora Arianna, Samuel's ex-girlfriend. Feeling like a mere substitute, Rebecca chose divorce and then left. Five years passed. Rebecca returned with a son, the result of the love she once kept close. Her arrival surprised Samuel, her ex-husband, who apparently never stopped looking for her. "Mr. CEO, your wife is back!"

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My husband, Steven Garrett, was always "busy" overseas. So I thought I'd surprise him with a visit. Instead, I found him shacked up with my best friend, Peggy Shane. That day, my heart snapped—I filed for divorce and let my family set me up with someone new. Two years later, I bumped into Steven outside the hospital. He ripped the prenatal report from my hands. "How dare you cheat on me! You think you can play me?"