Stepbrother Weekend – Filthy Dirty Desires Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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I just. Want. Him.

My nipples harden to the point of tingling as I feel the string unravel under his skilled fingers. My breasts tumble down with no more support lifting them up, but they’re still covered by the wet material.

Our eyes are burning into each other as he watches me while slowly peeling my bikini top off…

…off...

Oh fuck!

The crunching of tires on snow rips me out of fairytale fantasy land and back into you’re-fooling-around-with-your-freaking-stepbrother land.

Before Tanner can even react, I leap out of the hot tub, slip on the side as I jump out, and do a less than elegant belly flop into the snow.

“Shit,” I mutter as I climb back up, dragging my swollen ankle (that’s bound to be even more swollen now) behind me.

Mom and David pull into the driveway as I yank open the sliding doors and slip and slide into the cabin.

I slam the door closed and look at Tanner one last time before I make a sprint for my room downstairs.

Hunger. Heat. Desire. Possession.

All those things and more are in his eyes as he stares at me through the glass.

Holy shit, I kissed him.

There will be time to obsess over that weird and ambiguously immoral act later.

Right now, I gotta get downstairs before my mother walks in through the front door, sees the guilty look on my face and the untied bikini top that I’m clutching to my chest, and knows exactly what’s been cooking in the hot tub.

With my heart on overdrive, I drag my sprained ankle to the stairs and limp all the way down.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Tanner

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“What game should we play?” Linda asks after dinner. She’s standing in front of the open cupboard, looking at the board games piled inside.

“Do they have Twister?” I ask.

Eleanor gives me a warning look. She’s sitting across from me on the other couch, her swollen ankle propped on the large coffee table between us.

She’s looking sinfully gorgeous in black yoga pants and a big loose Schitt’s Creek t-shirt. Her beautiful brown hair is hanging over her right shoulder, bright blue eyes focused on me. The warm orange glow of the fire roaring beside us is faintly dancing across her skin, making her look otherworldly. Making her look magical. Angelic.

She’s the most perfect sight I’ve ever seen.

“Eleanor can’t play Twister with her bad ankle,” Linda says.

She grins as she turns around to look at her mom. My eyes drop to her perky little breasts that I came within seconds of seeing.

“I can work the spinner,” she says. “That way Tanner can get all twisted up with you guys.” Her triumphant eyes land back on me. “That would be fun to watch.”

I can’t help but laugh.

“What about Monopoly?” I call out. The thought of getting up close and intimate with my new stepsister is an enticing one, with my dad and his new wife? Not so much.

“It looks like it’s missing all of the pieces,” Linda says as she ruffles around in the cupboard.

“I’m getting another drink,” my father says. He shakes his empty beer bottle and heads into the kitchen.

I lean over the coffee table. Eleanor crosses her arms under those beautiful tits and glares at me.

“How about we go to bed early and play our own games?” I whisper.

She continues to glare at me, but I can tell she’s fighting her desires. She’s battling her urges. She wants to come down, but just doesn’t want to admit it.

“Do they have Risk?” she calls out to her mother.

“Yeah, but that game always takes hours,” Linda answers.

“Exactly,” Eleanor says as she glares at me.

I shake my head and chuckle as I sit back down.

She can deny that she wants to continue where we left off in the hot tub all she wants, but I know the truth… I know she wants to climb all over her new stepbrother and explore every inch of him.

I let out a low groan when I remember how her hand felt wrapped around my hard cock. My whole body shook with a carnal hunger.

I’ve never felt that before—a woman’s hand on me.

She’s not the only one who’s been saving herself for someone special. I’m twenty-two and I’ve never been with a girl.

I’ve had options over the years. Many women have tried to throw themselves at me. Girls from every club and clique in high school tried, but failed. Even my grade eleven gym teacher let me know that she was available and willing.

It was too easy. It didn’t interest me.

But her… Eleanor. My goody-two-shoes, innocent, little stepsister…

She’s anything but easy. She’s a challenge. She’s fun. She puts up a fight.

And there’s going to be no greater feeling than having my strait-laced, prudish, uptight stepsister willingly open her legs for me. I can’t wait to sink into her tight little virgin cunt and steal a piece of that sweet innocence from her forever.



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