Stepbrothers Can't Resist Temptation Novels & Stories

I cursed discarding the thing to the floor and erupting from the couch, then walked to the wine cabinet and pulled out a fresh bottle. “Bruh, what crawled up your ass and died? You’ve been absent-minded the entire time you've sat there.” Romeo asked walking to where I was and clamped my shoulder tightly, “Is everything alright? You’ve never been this distracted.” No. Not even a single thing is alright because that damn boy I have been working hard to get off my mind sprung back from wherever he disappeared to and guess what, he is my fuckin’ stepbrother. “I’m fine.” I snapped instead, then walked back to the couch and plopped myself.

If it wasn't for him, I would still be a virgin. I'm not trying to blame him for anything but the fact that I had sex with a stranger and found out he's gonna be my stepbrother but I fell in love with him. Yes, I said it. I'm in love with my stepbrother. I'm not sure I'll be able to resist him because I'm starting to get addicted to his sex. I don't think I'll be able to reject him anymore. But he wants me to be his sister, not his girl.

"I can't believe a girl can resist you? My brother, the king of temptation." "Are you mocking me?" I hissed, slightly angered. He continued to laugh and shook his head no, slamming his hand down, he finished his drink in one go and exhaled loudly, lifting his gaze dangerously as he offered temptingly. “Do you want me to do something about her?” He asked enticingly and I shivered, shaking my head in denial. I knew my brother, what a beast he was. Plus, I won’t let him lay his eyes on my prey.

He seemed much hotter and really handsome than his dad, and even my faulty eyes could tell. "This should be the last one, boy. Punctuality really matters," Spencer stated, with a smile on his face when his son got so close, but I could sense the sternness and displeasure in his voice. Mother was just smiling. "Dabby, this is Damien. Damien meet your sister Dabby," Spencer continued, and I retreated a bit to look at the daunting stepbrother of mine. The aura was too familiar. Too familiar. My eyes raised up under my glasses to see who it was, and I could feel my head spin in activation to fainting. I wanted to lose my mind or have an attack, so that someone would wake me up and say that it wa

Tropes: Stepbrother, forced proximity, forbidden attraction, taboo romance, dominance, submission, brat taming, possessiveness, jealousy, edging, teasing, denial play, accidental touching, shirtless temptation, holding back, slipping control. ***** The hallway was dark except, Rhea walked bare feet past the closed doors of her sleeping family. Except ones door was closed except one. Her stepbrother’s door. The door to his room was open, she peeped inside, they was no light, it was just a flicker of....maybe from a phone screen or maybe not.

“Good. Keep hating me while you’re creaming on my cock every night.” The forbidden stepbrother I once couldn’t stand had completely claimed me. What started as three desperate days in a camping tent had become a full-blown, addictive, raw affair right under our parents’ roof. And neither of us had any intention of stopping. We were just getting started.

What actually happened was Tom, a jerk who just happened to be in the same classes as me, came out and said, “Hey what you doing on our property?” “Trying to see Liam.” He spat out, “That waste of space. If you’re trying to get into any bedroom, it should be mine.” Keep telling yourself that. “I could help you,” he said as he grabbed my hand. I thought about just moving to the front door and knocking on it, like I should have done. But by then it was too late. Tom had been drinking and like the true ass that he was, he pulled me closer to him. “Can you feel that Adele? It’s ready for you.”

“Tell me you want your stepbrother to fuck you like he hates you, while ruining that little pu**y right here, right now.” I wanted to speak but I couldn't. I was too stunned to do so. My body kept trembling in disbelief of what was happening. His hands kept trailing round my boobs as he stared right deeply into my eyes. His hot breath across my neck made my body shiver. “We shouldn't be doing this.” I said trying to convince myself that I didn't want him as badly as he so desperately needed me. “I want to be the reason why you won't make use of your legs for two weeks.” he stared at me with so much confidence that I knew there was no escaping this. I was definitely getting laid tonight.

His sculpted, tattooed body was still slightly damp from a recent workout, muscles flexing with each step. Our eyes locked across the foyer. Shock flashed across his handsome face, quickly replaced by raw, burning heat—the same heat from that wild night in Vegas. This was his house. His father was now my stepfather. Which made the man who had fucked me senseless in Vegas just one week ago… my new stepbrother.

LOUIS. I remove my hand from her face and stand before her after spreading her legs over the couch. This is my opportunity to finally get what I want. My brother’s words ring in my ears as I stand before a sleeping Elizabeth. 'You like this girl so much? Then knock her up. She wouldn’t be able to continue resisting after that. Trust me, I know one’s like her.' I lick my lips and wipe my sweaty palms together. This is it, Louis. You shouldn’t mess this up.