Step Sister Tease Novels & Stories

Tristan began, but Tessa pinched his arm not so subtly. "She's not supposed to know!" She whispered yelled, causing Stephanie who was silently watching the exchange to let out a laugh, successfully capturing their attention as they stared at her, faces now shy like they weren't the same ones who ran down the hall. "Hi there, little ones. I'm Stephanie." She crouched down to their eye level, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She brought forward her hand for them to hold but only Tessa held hers, giving a little smile. "I'm Tessa. And this my twin brother, Tristan" she gestured to Tristan who was halfway through hiding away behind me.

This girl, really! “But who’s that girl? A fling? Flavor of the month? Or his girlfriend? Holy molly! Your beloved stepbro is taken? Do you know about this, Bev?” she really doesn’t know how to stop, eh? My face palmed. “Do I look like I know everything about him? And I’m not interested to know any.” I hissed. Her eyes squinted. Oh, here she goes again… “You sounded like a jealous stepsister. Are you?” her annoying teasing grin was back. Jeez!

“Logan, there is literally a storm outside. It is not hot.” He smirked, stepping closer, way too close until I had to tilt my head up to look at him. He looked amused “It is hot enough,” he murmured. “And besides my house, my rules. I will walk around shirtless if I want. Unless…” He dragged his eyes over me, slowly . “Unless my sweet little step-sister is getting tempted.” I stopped breathing. Fuck. He was right. But was I about to admit that? Hell. No. Instead, I did the only thing I could; I rolled my eyes, scoffed, and said

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

“I’m his first baby, you know. No one gets past me.” Oh sweet baby Jesus. This wasn't happening. I stared at her, trying to decipher her tone. It was part teasing, part something else—pride, maybe? I couldn’t tell if she was joking or seriously protective. “I’m not dating him,” I said quickly, feeling a rush of warmth mixed with uncertainty. “I"m just this stepsister that he half likes, half dislikes. Believe me, he can't even stand me standing close to him for more than an hour.”

“I’m picking you up.” “I didn’t ask you to.” “You didn’t ask me to pull you out of a club either.” Her jaw tightened as she stood right in front of me. Up close, she was even worse. Her perfume hit first subtle but intoxicating. Her lips were slightly parted, like she wanted to argue but hadn’t chosen her weapon yet. And annoyingly she looked too beautiful to be called a stepsister. Too tempting to pretend I didn’t want her. I shifted my weight slightly, forcing my expression to remain indifferent.

Those I had risked my life to protect, the family I had once cherished above all, all of them had betrayed me. This time, I would not make the same mistake. Richard stepped forward. Each stride was deliberate. His towering shadow fell over me, enveloping me. The air around us seemed to freeze. He did not say a word. He swung his hand with full force, slamming a harsh slap across my face. The slap sent me staggering, my lip tearing open, and blood flooding my mouth with a bitter, metallic taste.

she whispered to herself. She took two steps toward the pillar in front of her and rested her hand against it. "And when the son of a bitch who had dared to threaten me was finally caught, I would be the one to grab you by the collar and kick your ass out of my mansion." A sly smile curved her lips as excitement flickered across her face at the thought.

“Stefan, feed Stephanie a bite!” Theo commanded, chuckling playfully. “Seriously, our team lead isn't romantic at all!” Stephanie teased with a pout. Stefan stared up at the ceiling. *Damn you, Theo,* he thought. He was getting played like a fiddle today, and worse yet, the four new members were happily going along with every single instruction Theo gave. Gritting his teeth, Stefan slowly carved a small slice off the chocolate cake Theo was holding. He poked it with a small plastic fork and floated it toward Stephanie’s mouth.

She was too pretty for someone so dangerous. I leaned back again, scoffing softly. “She’s trouble,” I muttered. “Why don’t you teach her a lesson?” Tony said with a grin. “Get her on her knees and show her who’s boss.” Jacks immediately burst out laughing. “Or bend her over a table and spank her ass.” Taylor nearly choked on his drink. “Bro, what is actually wrong with you?” he laughed. I shook my head, annoyed. “Nah,” I said firmly. “She’s my stepsister.” “Step,” Jacks said dramatically, raising a finger. “Keyword, step.”