Step Daughter Teasing Novels & Stories

I shrugged, widening my eyes in fake innocence, lips parted just enough to look sweet and harmless. “What do you mean? I was just showing you the room.” He walked toward me with jaw clenched tight, the thick, obvious bulge in the front of his dark jeans making my mouth water. He stopped close — too close — towering over me. “Don’t play dumb,” he growled. “You’ve been teasing me , flashing your tits at the table, rubbing your foot on my cock like a little slut. Why are you intentionally trying to seduce your soon-to-be stepbrother?”

Basketball Star is taking advantage of his teenage stepsister. He didn't deserve that. Plus the world just wouldn't understand what we both have “Yeah, he's not a complete arrogant asshole.” I heard my stepdad laugh from the background… I guess he knew his son. “Don't call your stepbrother okay, it's not nice.” “It's the truth though.” My stepdad said, still laughing. “Not funny, honey.” My mom reprimanded. But her husband didn't stop laughing. I hung up later after a couple of minutes of catching up with my mother, and sighed.

I wonder how many of these lies he usually sells out to Blair and the fact that she believed him was shocking the most. "Oh! Alright then...why don't I leave you two, to bond together, while I go get lunch ready" She stood up to her feet and after patting my back, left . "Hello step sister?" The douche bag had that annoying smirk up on his face once again. Why was he always staring at me that way. "I see you are looking well" I decided to taunt him a little "I hope she was really good." "Of course she was, but I could certainly bet that she wouldn't be good as you are...My dear step sister is an edible" I tried shunning my ear from the stupid things he was saying.

she teases. “Just thinking.” “About me, I hope?” “About leaving,” I say flatly. She pouts, leaning closer. “Don’t be so cold. Your father’s watching. Try not to embarrass me.” That earns her a sharp look. “You embarrass yourself just fine.” Her smile falters, but she recovers fast. “You know, people are starting to talk. The way you look at her—” My chest tightens. “Who?” She smirks. “Aurora. Your precious little stepsister.”

I want to scream. “Surprised?” she asked, her tone sweet but soaked in poison. I look up at her. “I’m surprised by your shoes. Not by your face.” She lets out a soft laugh. It sounds like a knife unsheathing. “Oh, how sharp you’ve become,” she said. “How very unpleasant.” She walks around me like she’s inspecting a painting that no longer interests her. “How are you, my dear stepdaughter?” The words are soaked in sarcasm. Venom hidden beneath velvet.

"You must be happy that the future alpha Atlas is your stepbrother now." When I was on campus, Donna approached me and suddenly spoke in a sarcastic tone, I stared straight ahead, keeping my demeanor in front of her. Where was the fun she was referring to? Ever since Mom got married, I'd had a horrible, hard day in that house thanks to Atlas' treatment. So I thought I might feel calmer when I came to school, but instead, they came up to me and started talking about Atlas.

"Don't be like that, okay? Zain is already a big boy, right? He should play or study together with Zennita. What is Miss Tea teaching at school? Zain can teach Zennita, you know." Zain still hasn't removed the pout from his lips. Meanwhile, my youngest daughter keeps inching behind my back. Her grumbling still sounds annoyed. Yeah, teasing can be quite annoying. But Zain is not easy to reason with. It seems teasing his little sister has become one of Zain's hobbies.

KYLIE. I'm in the kitchen helping Chef with working out the dough for the bread that he wants to bake for dinner. “You know what, I think you've worked that dough out enough.” Chef tells me. “Leave her alone Chef, she's stressing.” Stephanie tells him. “And you're not? You've eaten through three bags of chips and one bag of candy.” Chef tells her. “Fine, we are all stressing, I mean my brother is about to drop a bomb in that meeting. And not like a grenade like a whole nuclear bomb.” Stephanie says as she shoves a handful of gummy bears in her mouth.

“How are you not hurt?” She smiled. “That’s why I’m disappointed in you.” She tossed a snack at me. “Keep your mouth busy.” “So you killed my man,” I muttered, “and now you’re going to meet yours?” She sighed. “Such is life.” I smirked as I dropped a statement that would definitely trigger the beast in her. “Your man looks too handsome to be my stepfather.” She slammed the brakes. “Get down.” As she sped off, I smiled to myself.