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After a few seconds, we broke from the hug, and Jackson let out a sigh as he stared at me. “Are you okay?” He asked me, looking at my pale face. “I’m fine bro.” My voice sounded low, “I’m just worried.” “Thea told me she's your mate… and our…” He paused, placing his hand on my shoulder, “Should I say, step-sister?” I nodded my head a little in affirmation. “I’m so sorry man, for what Mum and Dad did to her,” Jack spoke with his face etched with sadness. “Don't be,” I spoke, furrowing my brow in anger as he mentioned them.

My little brother, Stephen, is butt naked, balls deep in some big-booty, acrylic nail having, lashes longer than a butterfly girl, and the worst part? She’s bent over my damn credenza. “SHIT, CeCe!” he yells, scrambling to cover himself. We'll at least he had on a condom. “Is this your wife?” the girl asks, pulling her dress down. “HELL no, that’s my sister!” Stephen barks like I just insulted his ancestry. “Oh,” she says, casually. “’Cause I was bout to tear some shit up.” I shoot her a look like try it, sweetheart.

He flexed his muscles, then turned around to flex his back. “Even with my shirt on, you can still see the outline.” “Get out of here.” I said, throwing the pillow at him. “Justin’s body is learning from mine.” “So you’ve checked out his body?” “What?! No! Justin is like a brother to me.” The smile on my lips disappeared. He can’t check out Justin’s body because he’s like a brother to him, and there isn’t any family connection between them. I am his actual step sister and he’s checked out my body, and even jerked to my pictures. He’s touched it, and made me feel things a sibling should never make eachother feel.

As I descended the stairs, my gaze collided with my mother's who gave me a sharp glare. “ I know what you feel for Mia but you are her brother. Even if we allow your relationship, others won't." She had said to me before I left home. “ But she is not my biological sister. I don't see anything wrong with having feelings for her." I countered. Yes, I always thought that Mia was my sister until I overheard my parents talking about the strange moon shaped scar on her shoulder. It turns out that shortly after my mother gave birth to my sister, she died. The same day, my father brought a child home that he had picked in the woods during his patrol.

His large hands cup both sides of my face, and his thumbs slowly brush my tears away. “We’re never letting you out of our sight again.” Fuck. I want to kiss him so bad. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t feel all these filthy emotions clawing through me. He’s still my stepbrother. We’re still… family. It’s wrong. It’s awful. It’s… Fuck it. I lean in, rising onto my tiptoes, and crush my lips against his. Oh my god. His soft lips part instantly, welcoming me like he’s been dying for it too.

And all my brain can properly align is the word 'Step Brother' "That's because it wasn't required." Dad's voice rings out, slipping me out of my anxious thoughts. "Fucking hell!" "I got married to his mother three months ago. He has four other siblings." "Oh my God, I can't believe I have five step siblings." My words are followed by a long awkward pause as I stare down at the cup of coffee that I have my hands bind around. What was streaming hot earlier when it was served, had turned cold because I had refused to drink out of it.

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

Step-brother and Step-sister: A drifter gets a call from his father to help him out with a favour. He asks his son to help him babysit his step-sister while he goes on a week-long vacation with his wife. After much consideration, the lonely drifter agrees. What harm can come from watching a kid for a few days? But he soon regrets his decision when he sees his step-sister is a hot sensual teenage girl. Their bodies ignite in a tempting count against the clock.

they replied It was a guy and girl, they looked somewhat alike. “Are you siblings?” Hailey asked “because you people look alike,” “yes we are,” Stephen replied to her “I am Stephen by the way and she is Stephanie, my twin, “ he said “Oh! that explains the resemblance,” Hailey said as she took a small sip of alcohol from her glass “I am Hailey by the way,” she further added as she stretched out her arms a little, gesturing for a handshake.