Brothers Friend Romance Books Novels & Stories

He’s six years older, works for my family’s law firm, and, oh yeah—he’s my stepbrother. Totally off-limits. Completely irresistible. And exactly what I want. °°° Filthy, scandalous, and so sugary sweet your teeth will hurt. This one’s a heaping dose of wrong in the right kind of way. If an older, dominant, obsessed alpha claiming his untouched heroine sounds like your cup of tea, then you should probably dive right in. °°° Okay, okay, this is officially my last book in the series. And yes, I know I said that the last time... and maybe the time before that. But for real this time! Pinky swear!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware that every grind, every kiss, every teasing little moan is just for him. Grayson Bennett—president of the Crimson Reapers, my best friend Alyssa's older brother, and the man I've been messing around with for the past nine months—doesn't exactly come with a label. Mostly because he's still technically married to the wife who ghosted him nearly a year ago. But I've been on the back of his bike. I've been to the clubhouse. And he sure as hell doesn't complain when I tag along—or climb into his bed.

Their souls were bound, meant for each other. Despite their flaws and the obstacles they had faced, they overcame everything and remained inseparable. MY BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND. * * * THE END. Thanks for reading! Please check out my other books; you're going to love them. Much love, dear readers!

***************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey lovely reader, I had such a wild time writing this chapter because every time Matteo or Damian steps onto the page, the atmosphere shifts. One is raw, merciless, and impossible to tame. The other is sharp, calculating, and always three steps ahead. And yet, they’re brothers two sides of the same coin, bound by blood but driven by their own hunger for power. Now I’m curious… between Matteo and Damian, which one has captured your attention the most? Do you find yourself drawn to Matteo’s brutal, untamed fire, or Damian’s icy control and clever schemes? I honestly can’t wait to see who you’re secretly rooting for.

Please share your thoughts with me. Thank you all for the Reviews and comments. And if you haven't left a review yet, please do. (It helps the ratings of the book). Also, anticipate the next upcoming book cause it's going to be a banger, an absolute dark romance: The title is: Pregnant For my brother's best friend. I'm currently working on it also and it will be out next month hopefully.

Liam let out a sharp hiss, his head falling back against the lockers. And right there, the air completely changed. It was like the oxygen had been sucked out of the room. Suddenly, I felt hot. Not again. My chest tightened as my thumbs stilled for a fraction of a second against his skin. Over the last few months, these moments had started happening. There was something shifting in our friendship that I couldn't explain but was terrified to acknowledge. It started off as a lingering handshake, a gaze held a second too long in the dark of my car—but lately, it was happening more frequently. It was becoming too constant to ignore…

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But the next Tuesday, he walked into the library and asked what I was reading. Jar of Hearts. My favorite book. He said something about reading it with me. Then he kept coming back. Asking about my day. Trading stories. I'd told him almost everything about myself... including my hypothermia. Not that he cares. But here's the thing; I've been low-key crushing on Lexter Gray since freshman year. The boy who never looked twice at girls like me. And suddenly, for two weeks, he saw me. Actually saw me… and he was not the total asshole I thought he was.

A grown woman with feelings, and just like Kai said, I don't think I want my best friend to decide who I fall in love with. Especially if he is her older brother. My first love. My first everything.

Ropes of cum painted my lips, my tongue, my cheeks, hot and thick and endless. He smeared it across my face with the head of his cock. Then he leaned down, licked a stripe through his own mess, and kissed it into my mouth, filthy and possessive. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, covered in him, aching so badly between my legs I could barely think. He tucked himself away, calm as anything, and stood. I reached for him, desperate. He caught my wrist, pinned it to the bed. “Brothers don’t fuck their little sisters, Scarlett,” he said softly, cruelly. “And you just earned yourself a week of this pussy staying empty.”