Forbidden Desires
didn’t push him away. I didn’t scream at him to stop looking at me with those sinful brown eyes. I didn’t want him to stop. Maybe I was fucked up, but I wanted my stepbrother to finally give in after two years of torture. How the hell could I want him to fuck me when all he had done was torture me these past two years? I scurried back to the headboard and pulled my knees to my chest. It was wrong, so damn wrong that I felt so pulled to him that I would allow myself to be with him like this again. He was an asshole, a player, and worst of all, my damn stepbrother. Seizing my waist, he slipped his fingers under my sweater, gazed between my legs, and smirked at my black silk panties that I def