Forbidden Step Brother Seduction: My Stepsister's Secret Midnight Craving
Forbidden Step Brother Seduction: My Stepsister's Secret Midnight Craving Forbidden Step Brother Seduction: My Stepsister's Secret Midnight Craving His eyes locked on mine across the dark hallway, and my nipples instantly hardened under the thin tank top I wore to bed. I hadn't meant to run into him at 2 a.m.—just needed water—but there he was, shirtless, sweat glistening on his chest from whatever late-night workout he did to burn off whatever demons we both pretended didn't exist. My stepbrother, Ethan. The one I'd been trying not to think about for months. I froze. My breath caught as his gaze dropped to my bare thighs, then slowly climbed back up. The air between us thickened, heavy with the kind of heat that had no business being there. Not in our parents' house. Not when Mom and Dad were asleep just down the hall. But God, the way his jaw twitched... I felt a rush of wetness between my legs before I could stop it. ...