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You Can’t Come Like This
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New Brother The Meeting
Hailey"Do we seriously have to meet them today, Mom?" I groaned, tugging on my boots while lounging on Mom's bed. It wasn't the boots bugging me, but these out-of-the-blue meetups she springs on me."Yep, that's the plan," she said, brushing on some blush, forever classy. "Before you jump into the 'why didn't you tell me sooner' spiel, I knew you'd run off to spend the night and day with Isla. That's why I dropped it on you now."She had a point. If given the choice, I'd rather chill at Isla's than go to this sudden family gathering. Like, seriously, what's the big deal? Coby and I already knew each other. This whole shebang seemed set up for that little demon—yeah, I'd nicknamed him that. Coby's kid, Damien or whatever, is around eleven or twelve, I guess. I was too busy on my phone when Mom mentioned him.But here's the problem —the new brother.Man, if he is annoying, as I suspected, I'd probably snap and grab his ear. I had no clue how small it was, but it should do the trick."Y
New Brother Demon?
HaileyMy lips sealed, eyes widening as if a ghost had crossed my path, and the jolt I felt—akin to being hurled off a skyscraper's hundredth, maybe even two hundredth floor.So, this was the little demon? He wasn't little at all. God! He did look sinful like a demon, but...Damn it! I needed to get a hold of myself."B-but, Damien's eleven years old," I stammered, my words barely rising above a whisper. "How can you be Damien?"His stormy grey eyes danced with amusement, the curve of his lips signaling he enjoyed my confusion as much as I hated being confused."Tell me something. What about me made you think I'd be an eleven-year-old kid?" he asked, momentarily diverting my attention to the way his lips moved and the prominent veins on his neck—God! He even knew my name... And he was too pristine—something about his orderliness and serenity clashed starkly with my chaotic nature.Hell! This was going to be a struggle if he were the real Damien because my thoughts were far from decent.
New Brother Growing Tension
Hailey Time drifted as we placed our orders and the dishes arrived, the waiter attending to us. Damien Black seemed preoccupied, his attention split between his phone, intermittent calls, and three glasses of wine that adorned the table by the end of our lunch. He barely spared a glance in my direction, yet I found myself stealing looks at him, sizing him up every now and then.And the conclusion was infuriatingly clear—he was flawless. Throughout the meal, I'd been desperately searching for imperfections. Why, I couldn't quite fathom. Perhaps it was a feeble attempt to convince myself that he was human, fallible, or maybe—more plausibly—the reason I refused to acknowledge: to give myself cause to deny...liking him.I didn't know why I wanted to dislike him. But I just wanted to. Real bad.This whole situation was fucked up, and I was acutely aware of it. But awareness did little to guide my actions.I was not naive. I knew my stuff. I knew when I was attracted to a man and right now
New Brother See You
HaileyAs I settled into the Range Rover, its sleek matte black finish immediately captivated me, much like the exterior had moments before. It was becoming apparent that Mom hadn't exaggerated about the wealth of these people—Damien and Coby.However, Damien's wealth didn't excuse his icy demeanor. I couldn't bring myself to like him. At all. What bothered me more was how effortlessly he rendered me speechless every time he spoke whereas most of the time he didn't speak at all. There was an inexplicable strangeness about him, something beyond the usual norms. God, I didn't know how to articulate it; putting it into words felt oddly inappropriate."You should buckle up, Bunny," he said casually, diverting his attention from his phone as he started the car.I really wanted to tell him to not call me that thing."Oh, right," I attempted to fasten the seatbelt. But to my frustration, it seemed to jam. How was it that the seatbelt in my mom's ordinary, inexpensive, and ugly car worked flaw
New Brother New Home
HaileyIsla's voice echoed so loudly through the phone that I instinctively pulled it away from my ear, fearing for my eardrums."Are you saying your stepbrother is ridiculously fucking hot?" Her tone was practically a shout, and my cheeks burned with embarrassment.God, she was too loud!"I never said that. Why are you twisting my words like that?" I hissed, feeling the heat in my face intensify.She was making it sound as if I had checked him out. But had I not checked him out? Damn it. I was confused myself, how was I supposed to answer her?"That's exactly how it sounded," Isla's whistle was low, almost teasing. "So, what's your plan now, innocent Hailey? You've just landed in a bigger trouble in your new home."He was trouble, not just for me, but for any girl because of those goddamn looks. Yet, clearly, he had a lot on his plate, and I'd witnessed it firsthand today—he was a busy person."You're not making any sense," I tried to brush her off, but I knew she wouldn't let this go
New Brother His Rules
Hailey"You may now kiss the bride."As Coby and Mom kissed, the room erupted with applause and joyful whistles. It was a grand wedding, though attended only by family and friends known to my mom and Coby. We'd touched down in Los Angeles the night before, crashing at a hotel until the big day. Our luggage and whatnot had already been moved to Coby's mansion.I couldn't quite figure out my feelings about this wedding yet, but seeing my mom and Coby so happy warmed something inside. It had been tough times; maybe the good ones were finally rolling in?As long as my mom and Coby found happiness in this marriage, I was content too. Yet, I knew I would miss my former life—the city that nurtured my growth, the familiar faces I left behind, even if it only comprised Isla and a handful of others who shared our apartment building—the circle was small but it felt enough. "I love you, darling," my mom whispered, tears trickling down her cheek. Coby wiped them away with a small smile. His eyes
New Brother College Dilemma
HaileyThe new house was nothing short of a palace, at least in my own words. My room, in particular, was a blend of dreamy and nightmarish. It was beautiful, but the proximity to my stepbrother's room turned it into a constant battleground of restraint. I had to tiptoe through my routine, suppressing.... the things I enjoyed even daring to imagine his face. Yet, despite these challenges, I managed to maintain my shit. That is, until this moment when my mother decided to throw yet another curveball at me."What?" I shrieked, the coffee mug paused midway to my lips as I gaped at my mother in utter disbelief. Was she absolutely fucking serious right now?No! This couldn't be happening.There's no way!"Why do you sound so shocked, sweetheart? Isn't it better this way? You won't encounter any difficulties in your new college because you're Damien's sister," Mom said, flashing me a smile.Fucking hell!She must have totally lost her mind.I observed a slight smirk dancing on Damien's lips
New Brother Dreams Left Unfinished
HaileyHis lips brushed against mine, igniting a wildfire of sensation as he pressed me against the bed, his weight anchoring me down. My heart galloped in my chest, our eyes locked as his tongue teased my bottom lip with a tantalizing flick. Holy shit! That felt so fucking good...."Damien..." I gasped, feeling a rush of heat flood my core, my pussy growing totally wet and body responding eagerly to his touch. Even to the slighest bit of it."I know your thoughts about me, Bunny," he whispered, a smirk playing on his lips, sending electric currents down my spine. "I've heard your stifled moans, felt the echo of my name on your lips when you were fucking this cunt of yours that night..." his hand slipped into my panties, touching me wet slick folds, causing my hips to jerk, "Fuck! You're already dripping for me.""Please," I whimpered, as his fingers teased my slick folds, coaxing me to the edge of ecstasy. Each touch sent shivers of anticipation racing through me, craving more of h
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New Brother You Can’t Come Like This
HaileyAs his words struck me, my breath caught in my throat, and my heart seemed to pause before resuming, pounding so loudly that the sound buzzed in my ears. My blood ran cold, my eyes widened, and I looked at him, dumbfounded.He didn't actually say that... did he?Fuck, he did! He actually fucking said that! "You... you're bluffing," I protested, defiant despite my nerves being on edge. I felt exposed under his gaze, as if he could see through my very soul. He had effortlessly uttered my deepest, darkest secret, and it scared me to know that he now held power over me, possessing that one thing above me."No," he replied, his deep voice sending vibrations through my entire body. Every part of me tingled as he moved closer, his hips grinding against mine. A soft sound escaped my lips involuntarily as I clenched my hands that were under his grip, fearing any movement that might bring our lips together or press our bodies further against each other. "I never bluff, Hailey," he conti
New Brother No Lies
HaileyI rushed into my room, not even bothering to lock the door, and jumped into my bed, pulling the duvet over me. My breathing was frantic, my heart hammered against my chest, and sweat clung to my skin.Jesus Christ! What the fuck had I just seen? And why did my body like it so damn much? There was no denying the truth: my body had reacted to the sight of Damien Black fucking a woman senseless over the kitchen counter. And maybe, just maybe, a sick, twisted, and crazy part of me wanted to be that woman—yes, I admitted it, because denying it wouldn't wash away the desires crawling up my skin, the chills running down my spine, and the heat carving into my flesh.I wanted to be in that woman's place. I wanted Damien to fist my hair like that and fuck me raw."Fuck, I need to get a hold of myself," I muttered, turning to the other side of the bed, not even daring to lift the duvet. I just wanted to hide and never come out, because despite the raw, aching desire, I felt ashamed to wan
New Brother Caught
HaileyAnother day began with the lingering remnants of a steamy wet dream, where Damien's fingers had traversed every inch of me, my skin, my neck, my breasts and my pussy, and his lips had traced every contour of my body. Exhaustion enveloped me, a consequence of a night spent filled with thoughts. No, I hadn't drunk myself to oblivion at the party last night. I retained enough control to walk steadily and maintain a facade of composure, even though Damien could undoubtedly detect the scent of alcohol on me. He had teased me with that trademark smirk that always got my panties dampen, questioning if I had chosen his drink. Despite my denial, a sudden, unexpected movement had him gripping the back of my neck, drawing me closer. As my lips parted in surprise, he caught a whiff of the liquor, confirming his suspicion that I had indeed ordered his drink. Much more than once.What followed wasn't particularly eventful. Calling me a ‘little liar’, he released me and made his way to his c
New Brother Ruin You
HaileyI observed Damien as he moved gracefully across the dance floor, his presence captivating every woman he encountered. It seemed as though they were all vying for his attention, their focus fixated on a mystery concealed within his black pants—they wanted his dick and I doubted if any of them would have it tonight or not because he had a task pending—to drop me back home. They pressed against him, their bodies swaying in rhythm, while he reciprocated, indulging in their proximity by burying his face into their necks or exploring their curves with his hands. He left no spot untouched—ass, hips, and boobs—he groped them all just like they wanted him to.This was the third woman he had danced with, her blue dress clinging to her figure as she appeared entirely captivated by him, grinding against him.In this setting, Damien appeared as the quintessential ladies' man—radiant, carefree, reveling in the moment. Yet, it struck me as somewhat paradoxical. Every previous encounter I'd h
New Brother He’ll Bite
HaileyReluctance gnawed at me as I recalled our earlier conversation. His threat to expel Ricky had been a low blow, a clear abuse of his power. His words echoed ominously in my mind, a constant reminder that being with him was a dangerous gamble. Yet, despite my better judgment, I found myself rifling through my closet, pulling out a red cocktail dress with a daring low back. It was the kind of dress that demanded attention, one that made a statement.As I slipped into the silky fabric, I stood in front of the mirror, searching for a reason—any reason—to change into something more modest. But the dress clung to my curves in all the right places, the vibrant red a stark contrast to my long blonde hair cascading down to my waist. My reflection stared back at me. The dress was perfect, and I knew it.When Mom had bought this dress for me, I never thought I’d wear it. But now, it seemed like it was made for this impromptu event Damien had sprung on me.I slipped on my black high heels,
New Brother Don’t Talk To Him
HaileyWasn't it strange? The guy you once couldn't stop thinking about, by some twist of fate, ends up in your new school, yet none of those old sparks return?Hell. It was.It had been two days since I bumped into Ricky in the college hallway, and despite garnering more attention from him than I ever had before, none of it, not even a little bit of it, stirred any excitement in me.Even as I listened to him chatter on the phone about his passion for hockey, I felt nothing. I tried to dissect why, and the reason wasn't entirely unexpected—it was because of my new brother. A person, who would surely be my ruin.Ricky didn't evoke the same visceral response as Damien did in my dreams. Ricky didn't make me wet. The sight of him didn't ignite a primal urge to reach between my thighs and finger myself to orgasm while imagining his face; that reaction was reserved solely for Damien, much to my frustration. Only he could make me feel that way, and that too every fucking time I saw him.He
New Brother A Crush Forgotten
Hailey"W-what?!"I stared at him wide-eyed, like a deer caught in headlights.He didn't just say that... did he? Damn it. He actually did.I'd been quiet, so fucking quiet. How could he have heard me? Or was it that in my dream I was loud? Even if had been was loud, it was nearly impossible for him to hear me, right? Had he been eavesdropping?Technically he wouldn't need to. Our rooms were too close and the walls seemed thin enough."What?" he chuckled as he noticed my expression, amusement written all over his handsome face. "Did I just stumble upon one of your secrets?"His question sparked a glimmer of hope. He didn't sound too sure. At least, that's what I hoped.Maybe he was just throwing out random nonsense to get a reaction from me, and one reaction would confirm it.Yeah...He couldn't possibly know.I had to play it smart, and then I'd be in the clear."You're living in a fantasy world. Me dreaming about you?" I scoffed, trying to sound dismissive. "No way."Please, let my
New Brother Igniting Fire
HaileyIt was my first day at college. But certainly not the best day to start.The kitchen incident from yesterday still lingered in my mind like an unwelcome guest. I couldn't shake his words—they circled my thoughts incessantly, relentlessly, constantly. And I'd be lying if I said they didn't send a shiver down my spine every fucking time. The way he said those words... it still made me clench my thighs together. And the way he didn't hesitate for a second before uttering them, so blunt and shameless, it scared a part of me.For now, I knew—Damien Black had no boundaries. And perhaps, yesterday in the kitchen, I unknowingly shattered the only ones that held him back. Now I wasn't sure if that was a good news for me or a bad one, but it didn't seem like a bad one....a part of me wanted to see how far could Damien go."Get a grip, Hailey," I muttered, slipping on my shoes. "You can handle this."Grabbing my bag, I headed out of the house, knowing Damien would be waiting for me in his
New Brother Enticing Threat
HaileyI blinked at his question, utterly dumbfounded. "What?"A smirk danced at the corners of his lips, a glint of mischief sparkling in his steely grey eyes as he inquired, "Why the shock, Bunny?" His fingers brushed a stray lock of my hair behind my ear, igniting a cascade of shivers down my spine, reigniting the familiar ache between my thighs he always left in his wake. "Did you perhaps expect a different request?"Heavens above, spare me."No," I blurted out, my voice cracking slightly. "Why would I think that?" To evade his piercing gaze, I sidestepped him, heading straight for the coffee maker.The quicker I finished this task, the sooner I could escape the kitchen and his presence, the intoxicating scent of his cologne, the captivating sight of his face, simply him. Damien was not right for my sanity at all. He made me feel things I shouldn't. Like for real—who would even entertain the thought of getting fucked by their stepbrother? But here I was....totally loving the thoug
