DIRTY SINS: A compilation of short forbidden stories
“Get over yourselves,” I snapped and tried to pull my hand away. But Hans's grip was too tight.
I didn't trust myself around them. Mitch was right. I couldn't really resist having three attractive stepbrothers looking at me like I was their next meal.
“You need to let me go,” I said to Hans, staring into his dark, intense eyes.
A small smirk appeared on his lips as his gaze dropped to my chest.
“You say you need to go, but your body says otherwise.” He licked his lips, still looking.