My Filthy Stepbrother – Forbidden Fantasies Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
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When he leans in close, he throws me a coy grin and tips his head around me. I can feel the deep breaths he's taking while his scent softly flows under my nose. I can barely stand it. All I want is for him to touch me, to do something.

At this point, I'm about a second away from begging.

"You're so tense, Cody." The deepness of his voice penetrates me at my core.

"Well, officer…" I take a breath and pause.

"Mm, officer, I like that." He growls and runs the back of his hand down the side of my arm. "I just want to be sure you're not hiding any more of Flannigan's merchandise."

"Look in my bag, Dean." I giggle and gesture toward it.

He takes a moment to slip his hand inside. Just as quick as he slides it in, he pulls it out with the very same sunglasses I could have sworn I put back.

"Officer," he says with subtle dominance. There's a seriousness in his tone, but once I see the flash in his gorgeous stormcloud gray eyes, playfulness reveals itself.

"Officer…" I huff out a breath and decide to play along. "You watched me put those back. You know I don't have anything else."

"Show me."

My sweater falls off my shoulders easily, allowing me to reach to the bottom hem of my dress. The fabric has faint scents of my body wash clinging to it, but even better is Dean's gaze clinging to my every move.

Time feels like it's moving slowly as I run my fingers under my bra, lifting it slightly to show him nothing will fall out.

"Take it off," he commands in a low tone.

I nod and take off my bra to the sound of him sucking in a breath through clenched teeth. The restraint he displays is barely noticeable aside from the breaths he takes with slow control. The familiar anxiety of my body yearning for his touch creeps back into me, prickling my skin. When he nods his head toward my panties, I play the game.

"Is this really necessary?" I ask with a roll of my eyes. "There's nothing I can possibly hide in my, uh⁠—"

"Off. Let me check." The expression riding his face, stoic and stern with his square jaw, sideburns and long hair tucked neatly behind him, almost makes me moan. I swallow before I wriggle my hips to slip out of my panties. Once the lace slides over the cup of my ass, they drop to the floor.

His voice is steady as he continues ordering me around. "Put your hands on the desk, feet back here."

Dean slides the chair out of my way, so I can put my hands on the flat surface of the desk. I'm staring at a wall of screens knowing that Dean is staring at me, his focus unwavering from my center slit that's getting wet at the idea of us alone in this room while he searches me for stolen goods.

The blunt round firmness of his thumbs pressing into the crease of my ass startle me, sucking in a gasp as he rubs my pussy.

"Breathe. You've been a bad girl, Cody." He swats my ass swiftly. It's a stinging burst of pain with a quick rush of pleasure as he runs his hand over the spot. The strength of his hand moving up my back makes me swallow and hold my breath.

The sound of my pulse thumping inside my ears isn't enough to stop the sound of his soothing tone. I can feel his presence lingering behind me until his wordplay washes over me.

"How are you going to pay for what you stole, Cody?"

"I don't know, officer. How would you recommend I pay for the stolen glasses? I'll do anything to make sure this incident doesn't leave this room."

The words barely escape my lips before I feel him spread my ass and the slickness of his tongue grazing the slit at my center. There aren't any more words as the sounds of Dean moaning against my pussy fill the silence around the room.

He pulls away. The sounds of his belt buckle being undone replace the sounds of his kisses.

I let the edginess of our play take over me, taunting him. "Is this pussy what you want, officer? Just a taste? That's it? That's all you want? Take it. Make me pay for stealing from you."

The tension burns from behind my eyes. My mouth salivates at what's coming when Dean grips me by the shoulder, spinning me to face him. The desire in his eyes pierces me, his lips clashing against mine. His thick heady cock weighs down the waistband of his boxers.

His silent restraint is enthralling, but he doesn't stay quiet for long. "You stole from me."

"I can make it up to you."

"Show me." Dean smirks with the command, hooking his finger under my chin as he sits in the chair. My face follows his finger, his body, his shift from us standing to me kneeling. The game is still in play while I move my mouth over his waiting erection, circling the rim of his head before taking every inch of Dean's dick into my mouth.



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