Taboo Stepbrother Seduction: Stepsister's Risky Midnight Surrender
Taboo Stepbrother Seduction: Stepsister's Risky Midnight Surrender Taboo Stepbrother Seduction: Stepsister's Risky Midnight Surrender His fingertips grazed the small of my back as he passed me in the narrow upstairs hallway, and my whole body clenched like someone had flipped a switch. I sucked in a sharp breath—my stepbrother Jace never touched me like that. Not before tonight. The house was dead quiet except for the faint hum of the air-con and Dad’s snoring two doors down. Mom had taken her sleeping pills an hour ago. We were supposed to be alone in our separate rooms like always. Yet here we were, 1:47 a.m., breathing the same stolen air. I turned. His eyes were already on me—dark, heavy, unapologetic. They dropped to where my thin sleep camisole clung to my breasts, nipples pebbled tight from the cool air and something far more dangerous. He didn’t say sorry. He didn’t look away. Instead his throat worked in a slow swallow and I saw the...