My Stepbrother’s Secret Obsessions:A Taboo Desire Collection
My eyes widen and my mouth drops open when I see Christina.
"Hi hon." Dad says, greeting her with a quick kiss. "This is my son, Nick. He wants to talk with you." Christina is vigorously attacking the rowing machine, beads of sweat hanging off her smooth skin, and she is completely naked.
"You're early." She says, smiling at us, without slowing down her rowing. "I haven't finished my workout." She's not at all what I expected. She's much younger than I thought she'd be; probably mid-twenties. Her face, surrounded by bleached blonde hair, is beautiful. She has high cheekbones, a luscious mouth and big, blue eyes that sparkle when she smiles.