On Thin Ice: A Forbidden Step Siblings Affair
I barely have time to react when my back collides with the cold wall of my room.
Gray’s hands slams against the wall on either side of my head, caging me in. his chest rises and falls.
“You’re a coward,” he breathes his voice raspy.
I swallow hard. “And you’re an asshole.”
He smirks, but there’s no humor in it. “Maybe, but at least I don’t run from what I want.”
I try to shove him away but with one hand he catches my wrists, pinning against the wall above my head. My breath hitches.
His grip isn't painful, just firm and possessive.
“You keep looking at me like that,” he murmurs as his lips brush against my jaw causing me to tilt my head, “but then you pretend you don’t want this.”
“I don’t,” I whisper and even I don’t believe myself.
Gray’s lips twitch, as if he’s amused. Then before I can stop him, his lips crash against mine.
I gasp and that’s all it takes for him to deepen the kiss, his free hand sliding to my waist, pulling me against him. heat pulls in my stomach and moves between my legs.
I should push him. I should slap him, make him stop…
But I don’t.
Because the moment his tongue brushes against mine, I’m gone.
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He is my tormentor, my stepbrother, my worst nightmare.
Yet somehow in the dark, when the world isn't watching, he becomes something else, something forbidden.
We're never meant to fall.
Never meant to crave.
But here we are, heading straight for disaster.
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