Step Brother And Sister Romance Novels & Stories

Not even ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. Stepbrother: Come to my room. Quiet. Now. My heart raced. I crept down the hallway. His door was cracked open. The second I slipped inside, he shut it, locked it, and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine in a hungry kiss while his hand shoved down the front of my sweatpants. Two thick fingers plunged straight into my soaked pussy. “Still full of my cum,” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers slowly. “Such a dirty girl. Walking around downstairs like a good little sister while your stepbrother’s load is leaking out of you.”

’’ At first she just stared at me, and I thought she was judging me. ‘’Honestly, I’m not judging you. I’m… I kind of went through something similar with my best friend, first it was an innocent kiss then we did something, and we liked it. Her parents found out and they sent her away, now she is married with a child on the way.’’ I was speechless at that. ‘’So, this stepbrother, is he and the girl married?’’ ‘’No, just his girlfriend.’’ ‘’Do they plan on getting married?’’

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

Ever since marrying my mom, my stepfather had been very protective of us, like today—insisting I be driven to school even if I was in a hurry. Being cared for like this wasn't so bad, I thought. Except for one person… That young face came to my mind again. A handsome yet intense face, with sharp features, dark eyes, and lips always set in a tight line. His gaze made me feel cold and breathless. That face belonged to Marco, my stepbrother—my stepfather’s successor, the next mafia boss. When I first arrived in New York with my mom a year ago, she told me my stepfather was easy to get along with. She didn’t know much about her stepson Marco, only that he was reliable and would protect us.

And her brother was helping her get away with it! She glanced at him. He was fighting the impulse to close his eyes, but doing so would prevent him from seeing his hot topless sister who was masturbating in front of him. His eyes were already constricted to tiny slits. Stephanie grinned, appreciating the sincere awe and attraction her brother had for her through her fog of want. And she was forced to admit that she felt a strong attraction to him as well. She retracted her glance to his abdomen and once again pondered her brother's immaculate cock's extreme length and thickness. She didn't believe she would be able to enclose it with her fingers if she were to take over his stroking. It appe

" Do you want to talk about it? I did not know pretty girls cried. Sheesh" His charisma was almost infectious. I found myself smiling too as I sniffed. " Don't mind me. I just get like this sometimes. I'm so sorry it must have been startling for you." " Can I sit?" I nodded, adjusting so he could sit a small distance away from me. " So....is it something you want to talk about?" I sighed inwardly. How was I supposed to explain to him that I have been fucking my step brother and now that my step brother has gotten back with his girlfriend I can't help but feel like everything we had together was a lie and just another ruse for him to get into my pants?

He took a sip of water, throat bobbing and I imagined how that throat would bob on me. “No,” he said. Oh. Oh? Then who—? He set the bottle down, eyes never leaving mine. The air between us tightened. “You should really stop looking at me like that,” he murmured. My cheeks exploded in heat. I bit my lip. Big mistake, his gaze dropped to my mouth before rising again. “I...I’m not....” I absolutely was. He pushed off the counter and smiled at me again revealing those teethsss. “I’m Nicolas,” he said softly. “Daniel’s older brother.” Bang. Bang. Bang.

"This is going to sound so wrong, so weird... I... I have feelings for someone I really shouldn’t." I bit my lip hard, watching her expression twist in anticipation. She almost burst out laughing but held herself back. "Girl! What is it? BDSM? Poly? Tell me!" I swallowed. "My stepbrother." "Holy flipping balls. Your what!?" "I know! It’s insane!" "Yeah, it is—but hey, you only live once. So... is he hot?" "Hot? He is sin. Like, walking temptation. Honestly, it’s exhausting... How do I stop myself from getting turned on just thinking about him?"

, disgusted l just rolled my eyes . " Before all the gods how the hell could l accept to stay under the same roof with a person like him . He was a womanizer and the thought that soon he was going to be my step brother disgusted me . Though having no idea of where l was going , l pretended to walk but then just as l passed via them , things immediately changed .

Both the brothers were staring at him. Their looks were burning holes through my body and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me, I want to use the.....”, “We are done with eating, you going to use the one at home”, My mouth dropped open when I turned to the one who cut me off in mid sentence. ALEXANDER! I glared at him with anger fuelling in my body. “There is a washroom at our home, STEP SISTER” , He emphasised the word step sister with a smirk on his face. “Huh”, I became speechless.