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My Stepbrother, My Ruin 20.
I stepped back. “Is this one of your tricks to make me fall for you?”An unreadable emotion flickered through Ryder’s eyes, something quick, almost too quick for me to catch. But then, just as fast, it was gone, hidden beneath that signature smirk of his as he leaned back against the fountain like he had all the time in the world.“I don’t need tricks, Evie,” he drawled. “You’ll fall for me eventually.”I let out a sharp laugh. “Wow. The ego.”He grinned. “Confidence, baby.”I rolled my eyes and turned away slightly, looking around. The garden was breathtaking, roses, ivy-covered arches, little lanterns hanging from trees, casting a soft golden glow. The venue itself felt like something out of a damn fairy tale.“You know,” I said, trailing my fingers along the marble edge of the fountain, “for all the drama that just happened inside, this place is actually beautiful.”Ryder hummed. “Alexander doesn’t do anything halfway. Even in his own estate, he has an amazing venue built just for
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He hushed me with another kiss, slow this time, his fingers sliding under the thin fabric, finding exactly where I was soaked for him.I shuddered, my head falling back as his fingers brushed against my clit.“So fucking wet,” he murmured, his breath warm against my throat. “All this for me?”I couldn’t even answer.My knees felt weak as he slipped a finger inside, curling it just right.I whimpered.His lips curved against my skin. “Thought you hated me, Evie.”I gritted my teeth. “Shut up.”He chuckled, his finger moving in slow motion. My eyes rolled up as my thighs shook.Fuck. And then he added another.My nipples were hard, pressing against my bra. The pleasure was too good, goosebumps started to appear on my skin. 9 months without sex. Without him and only day dreaming about how his big cock would fill me. My breath hitched as he set a rhythm, moving in and out, his thumb rubbing my clit, more wetness filled his hand as the sound of his hand smacking into me filled the night
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I didn't want to smell my cum when my mother hugged me. That would be so disgusting. The thought. Literally the most mortifying thing ever. Oh. My. God.Panic shot through me as I stayed very still, praying she wouldn’t notice, praying nobody would notice.I tried to breathe.Think of literally anything else.“You were amazing today, Evelyn,” Mum said softly, pulling back to cup my face. “I saw what you did. How you stood up for me.”I swallowed hard, nodding. “Of course, Mum.”Her smile wobbled slightly. “You don’t know what that meant to me.”I didn’t know what to say to that.Because despite everything, despite the years of struggling with her choices, despite the frustration, I loved my mother.And I hated seeing her hurt.So I forced a small smile. “You don’t have to worry, okay? You deserve this.”She exhaled shakily, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Evie.”I felt guilt claw at my chest.Because just minutes ago, I had been on
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I stared at my phone, my fingers hovering over the keyboard.I shouldn’t.I really shouldn’t.But after talking to Elara, after replaying everything that had happened in the garden—his hands, his mouth, his fucking smirk—I was already too far gone.So I typed it out.Evie: Are you up?A second passed.Then another. He probably was asleep, I should just go to bed and act like nothing happened. And then…ping!Ryder: You missing me, step-sis?My stomach flipped, I gulped down air. Evie: Don’t call me that.Ryder: Why not?Evie: Because it makes it disgusting. Ryder: Disgusting? Or forbidden? Tell me that the thought of being caught doesn't make you wet. I exhaled, shifting against my bed.Evie: My goodness, you are so fucking annoying. Ryder: Said by the girl who texted me first. I bit my lip, rolling onto my side. I was restless as I thought of what to type back. Evie: I just wanted to say hi.Ryder: No, you didn’t.I hesitated, but I knew there was no point in lying.Evie: I can
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A low curse.And then—A sharp inhale, a strangled moan—I knew he had just cum.And I had never felt more powerful.I lay there, panting, my fingers still between my thighs, the wetness dripping onto my sheets. My phone was still against my ear, Ryder’s heavy breathing filling the silence.“Fuck,” he finally muttered, voice hoarse.I bit my lip, my skin still burning, my body still aching.I wanted more.I wanted him.A wicked thought crossed my mind.I grabbed my phone, switching to video call.He answered immediately.And there he was—Ryder, sweaty, his body stretched out on his bed, his cock still in his hand, wet from his release.His gaze darkened when he saw me.I bit my lip. “Do you want to see something?”His jaw tensed. “Always.”I reached over to my nightstand, grabbing the sleek black dildo I kept there.Ryder’s breath hitched.“Jesus,” he muttered, sitting up slightly. “You’re going to kill me, Evie.”I smirked, dragging the tip of the toy along my inner thigh, teasing my
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Morning came too quickly.I dragged myself out of bed, hair a tangled mess, exhaustion still weighing heavy in my bones. Last night’s call replayed in my head, Ryder’s voice lingering like a song stuck on repeat.Expect me.I didn’t even know what that meant, but knowing him, it wasn’t anything good.I shuffled into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Mum was already up, sitting at the marble island, phone in hand, speaking in that polished, professional tone she used for business.Which was still so weird.A year ago, she was scraping by, barely able to keep the lights on. Now? She ran a successful event planning agency, specializing in high-profile socialite gatherings, luxury weddings, and corporate galas.Mum was no longer the woman struggling to make ends meet. Now, she was Lorelei Hayes, Event Architect to the Elite.It was still insane to process. She left me for one year and came back banging.
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The moment his lips met mine, I couldn't resist.My body was already pressed against his—warm, enticing, and aching for more. The heat between us pulsed, an unbearable friction that made my breath hitch.His kiss was slow, too slow, like he was savoring the taste of me, teasing, coaxing, keeping me on edge. My lips parted for him, and his tongue brushed mine, deliberate and torturous, sending a fresh wave of arousal straight between my thighs.His hands traveled up my back, fingertips grazing over my spine, making me shudder. My nipples, already hard, pressed against his chest through the thin barrier of fabric, and I felt the answering heat of his body—his erection pressing against my stomach."Ryder," I breathed, trying to steady myself, but the wet ache between my legs was making it impossible to think.His grip tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I gasped at the undeniable hardness pressing against me. God, he was big."You almost killed me yesterday. You kn
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It was my first time doing a reverse 69. It was hot. I loved it and wanted to go at it again. Silence stretched between us, heavy, laced with the kind of aftermath that left my skin buzzing and my legs weak. We had oral sex on my mum's counter. Where she cooked. I can't really tell how I feel about that. But then again, I didn't care. I would clean it up later. I ran my hand through Ryder's head as he breathed. I smiled. My heart feels at rest. He was handsome. Cute and he wanted me. It made me feel special. No one ever wanted me. I was the kinda girl people would rather ignore. But Ryder…Ryder made me feel like a woman. He made sure I had a good orgasm, one that left my legs trembling. He cared. I don't know if it's just because of the sex or if he saw me as something else. I am overthinking it. I shouldn't over think it especially after some weeks we would be strangers again. Hopefully. I wanted to say something when something embarrassing happened. My stomach growled.L
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My Stepbrother, My Ruin 71.
Stay calm, Evie. Stay calm.But I was shaking with anger.Not the loud kind. Not the kind that screamed or threw things.This was the kind that lived deep in your bones. That crawled under your skin and clenched your throat and made everything feel too quiet.We were eating takeout on his couch.Ryder was talking about football now. Something about new drills and how Coach Graham was riding him hard about missing a pass last week. His voice was low, familiar.Safe.But I barely heard a word.My fingers were curled around the chopsticks, noodles untouched in the container.He glanced at me mid-sentence, brow creasing. “You okay? You’ve barely said a word.”I didn’t look at him.Not yet.if I didn't say it, I would die from within. Even though I wanted to act as if it didn't matter. It did. It fucking did. So I did it. Even if it would ruin our relationship I said it. “You said you weren’t there.”Ryder stopped mid bite.The room fell silent.He blinked. “What?”I finally turned to
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Ryder’s penthouse looked like something off the cover of a billionaire lifestyle magazine. It was sleek, masculine cold in a way that felt intentional. The walls were painted a deep charcoal, the floors a polished dark wood that reflected just enough light from the massive windows facing the city skyline. There was a pool table in the far corner, untouched. Shelves lined one wall, filled with books that looked like they were chosen more for aesthetic than interest.But the living room, yeah, that was his favorite spot. Black leather sectional. Minimalist décor. Everything smelled like cedarwood and ambition.I was curled into the far corner of the couch, arms wrapped around my knees. He stood across from me, hands shoved in his pockets, staring like I was some unsolvable equation.I told him everything that happened with Maya, not that I was hoping for his support. I didn't need it. Not from a liar.“I’m not saying you’re wrong,” he said, voice tight, “I’m saying you need to slow
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Dean Marshall.He was the head of Ravencrest’s disciplinary board. Former military. Cold eyes. Voice like gravel. The kind of man who didn’t tolerate excuses and had zero patience for drama. If you got a summons from him, you didn’t sleep the night before.And there he was.His name, listed beside all the others.“He was part of it?” I asked, voice barely a whisper.Maya didn’t look away from the screen. “That explains a lot, doesn’t it?”I swallowed. “The missing records. The cover-up. No investigation. It makes sense now. He was probably paid."Maya nodded. “He has the power to bury anything he wants. And if he was in on it…”“He made sure Liliana’s death disappeared,” I finished for her.I stared at the screen, fists clenched at my sides, heart pounding so hard it hurt.But then—My eyes froze on a paused frame in one of the videos.Two boys.Laughing. Holding red solo cups.One of them was Caden.And the other, younger, maybe seventeen.Was the one person that made my heart skippe
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Maya drove quietly for a while, her fingers drumming on the wheel, some low R&B song playing through the speakers. It wasn’t awkward, just… heavy. Like we both had too many thoughts and not enough space in the car to say them out loud.We pulled into a quiet neighborhood, one of those older parts of town with cracked sidewalks, chipped fences, and the scent of fried food wafting through the air. Her house was small, pale blue with flower pots near the porch. To be sincerely speaking, I expected more. Most Ravencrest students, boast about their houses. Homes and how rich they were. This was just unexpected. “This is me,” she said, throwing the car into park.“Cute,” I murmured.Maya smirked. “Wait till you see inside. I know it isn't much, but it's mine and I worked hard for it without my parents help.”I smiled. "Really nice."I followed her up the steps, and the second we got inside, I was hit with the smell of cinnamon and old books. A fan spun lazily overhead, and photos cover
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Practice ended with a whistle and a muttered curse under Mia's breath. I barely heard any of it.My eyes were on Maya.She hadn’t come back after storming off. Her stuff was still sitting near the benches. Her water bottle half full. Her bag unzipped.I waited, letting the rest of the team filter out slowly—laughing, gossiping, brushing past me like I didn’t exist.When Maya finally showed up again, she moved fast. Her eyes didn’t meet anyone’s. She just grabbed her bag and turned to leave.I took a breath and moved quickly.“You’re Liliana’s friend,” I said.She froze.Then turned slowly, brows raised, guarded. “Excuse me?”“I heard what you said earlier. About the anniversary. About lighting a candle.”Maya’s eyes darted around like she was searching for an exit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“I’m not trying to start anything,” I said quickly. “I just—”“You shou
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Ryder turned off the water with one hand, the other never leaving my waist. He wrapped a towel around me with the kind of care that made my throat tighten, then lifted me again—my body limp in his arms, skin warm and slick from the shower.Not because I was weak.But because I wanted him to carry me.I wanted to be held.And he did.He held me like I was something fragile. Like the fire he'd stoked in me hadn’t just burned through the room minutes ago. Like I was still soft under the ash.The bedroom lights were low, the sheets slightly rumpled, shadows dancing along the edges of the walls as he laid me down—gentle, deliberate, like setting something precious into place.He didn’t rush to leave. Didn’t grab his phone. He didn’t even bother with clothes.He just joined me.Pulled the covers over both of us, slid behind me, and tucked my bare body against his chest. His arm looped around my waist. His lip
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"I...I can't feel my legs..." I panted, voice wrecked, throat raw, hips still twitching from the aftershock. I ran a trembling hand through my hair, trying to steady myself, still pinned between the mirror and his chest—his cum slowly dripping out of me, thick and warm between my thighs.Ryder didn’t answer right away.He just looked at me.Smirking. Possessive. Still hard.His cock—still fucking hard.God help me.He pulled out slow, and I whimpered at the loss, at how empty I suddenly felt, how my walls clenched down around nothing.Then he dropped me.Not rough—no. But deliberate.I collapsed to my knees with a weak cry, my thighs quivering, muscles useless and slick with our mess. I barely had time to catch myself on my palms before his hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head up to meet his gaze.He looked down at me like I was a treat he hadn’t finished devouring.“You can’t feel your legs?” he mocked, voice husky, dripping with amusement. “Good. You won’t need them for this.”
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He hadn’t even fucked me yet but I was shaking.“Fuck… Ryder!!” I cried out, voice wrecked and breathless. I wanted to grab something, his hair, the sheets, the goddamn sky, anything at all as his tongue pushed deeper into my dripping pussy, working inside me with such precision as if it was the only water on earth, he put his tongue inside wet muscle thrusting in slow, teasing strokes that made my toes curl so hard they cramped.But I couldn’t grab anything.I was tied.Arms bound above me, legs spread wide, every limb useless but trembling. All I could do was lie there, squirming and writhing while he feasted on me. And fuck, was he taking his time.He wasn’t just eating me out—he was devouring me, slow and mean, like he had all night to torture me with pleasure. His tongue slid in and out, curling, lapping, then retreating just long enough to drive me mad before plunging back inside.I was leaking onto the sheets, my wetness pooling beneath me, coating the inside of my thighs, g
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His breath hitched.Then he grabbed me.One arm around my waist, the other yanking me off the stool and spinning me around. My breath caught as I bent forward over the counter, his chest pressed to my back, one hand sliding under the hem of the shirt—gripping my bare ass like he owned it.“You think you can tease me like that?” he hissed in my ear. “Sit there soaking wet, shirt half see-through, nipples hard, knowing I could see everything?”My thighs trembled.His hand came down.SMACK.I gasped, back arching, pussy clenching around nothing.He spanked me again, harder this time.CRACK.“Ryder—”“No,” he growled. “You don’t get to start the fire and walk away. You wanna be bad? Fine. I’ll show you what happens to bad girls.”He pressed his hips against my ass and I could feel it—his cock, pulsing through the fabric, sliding along my bare skin, so close to slipping inside and destroying me.I whimpered.He leaned closer, lips brushing my ear. “Tell me to stop.”I didn’t.I pushed my h
