Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Those hungry eyes, those soft-looking lips, that fucking body… I can’t get him out of my brain.
And it’s driving me crazy.
I sit up in bed with a huff and yank the twisted sheets off me.
I’m all worked up. My heart is going, my blood is boiling, and I’m all tingly down there.
I have to do something to change this mindset.
I’m in the middle of a book that could do the trick. It’s a memoir of a guy who escaped North Korea, so basically the least sexy thing possible. Unfortunately, it’s on the coffee table in the living room.
I get out of bed and quietly walk to the door. I open it and listen down the hallway. I don’t want to run into anyone right now. Especially, August.
I hear nothing but silence, so I hurry down the hallway and slip into the living room.
The fire is still crackling, popping, and grunting in the fireplace. Grunting?
I turn around with a gasp and see August on the floor doing push-ups.
Shirtless push-ups.
His brown eyes shine in the glow of the fire as he looks up and sees me.
I swallow hard as I sneak a peek at his hard flexed body. He’s holding himself up as he watches me watching him.
I didn’t realize he had so many tattoos. They’re running along his muscular arms from his shoulders to his wrists.
Just when I thought my new stepbrother couldn’t get any sexier…
He keeps his heated eyes locked on me as he slowly gets up. I’m trying to keep my eyes on his, but they keep roaming all over his naked torso. His smile turns seductive when I make an involuntary yelping sound.
I pictured him like this when I was tossing and turning in bed, but it was nothing compared to him shirtless in person.
His chest is chiseled perfection. Those abs… Good lord.
A few drops of sweat cling to the middle of his chest where his beautiful pecs meet. It shines in the flickering light of the fire and my mouth waters with an intense desire to drag my tongue up his skin and taste it.
He sees me looking. Of course, he does. I’m gawking at him with my mouth hanging open, but I can’t help it.
He’s huge. His body looks like it was carved out of marble by a master artist before he came to life.
“Still want to be just siblings?” he asks as he steps forward, those eyes darkening as he looks down at me.
“I… I…”
I don’t fucking know…
My body shivers as he steps right up to me.
It happens in slow motion. Everything feels surreal.
A moan escapes my lips as he reaches up and cups the side of my jaw with his big warm hand. Our eyes are locked on one another. The air thickens. I can’t fucking breathe with this sexy man staring at me like this.
“Want me to kiss you?” he asks in a deep throaty voice.
My head nods up and down.
“Say it.”
“Kiss me,” I whisper. “I want it.”
Those frustrating lips curl into a grin as he leans down and kisses me.
I fucking melt against him as he nudges my lips open with his tongue and then slides it inside, tasting me.
Those big powerful hands slide up my hips and a warm shiver ripples through my body.
I’m kissing my stepbrother. I’m kissing my stepbrother and I have zero regrets.
I moan as he tilts my head back and pushes in deeper. He tastes so good. He feels incredible.
The fire roars beside us as I touch his hard abs and run my fingertips along the deep ridges.
“We’re not just step-siblings,” he says as he pulls away for a second, our foreheads touching. I’m staring at his mouth, wanting it back on mine. “That’s not going to be our story, Harmony. We’re meant to be together.”
I don’t know if that’s true or not, but I’m done with the talking.
He smiles as I lean forward and kiss him. Our tongues connect, hot and wet. He’s a good kisser. I’m so turned on, I’m worried I might burst into flames.
His strong hands slide up my back and he pulls me against his hard body. I whimper on his tongue when I feel how hard he is. It’s not just his torso… his long thick cock is rock hard and digging into my hip.
My pussy throbs with need. It’s desperate for August’s big dick. I’ve never desired anyone like this.
I slide my flat palm down his abs heading right for it. My fingertips tingle, knowing how close I am…
Footsteps upstairs.
We explode apart.
“Harmony,” he whispers as the bathroom door closes.
We stare at each other with desperation in our eyes. We both want this so badly, but we both know it’s impossible. It can never happen.
It must never happen.
“Don’t go,” he says in a low voice.
“I…”
I leave. I turn and hurry out of there as fast as I can.