Brandi Love

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...

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. ...