I’d love a chance to take him down a peg.
And to go down on his peg, but that’s just naughty talk.
After all, he’s my fucking stepbrother. Emphasis on stepbrother, not fucking…unfortunately.
God! Just listen to me!
You think I was some lovesick schoolgirl, after the Captain of the football team, for Chrissakes!
Once, a long time ago, I might have had a chance – but not anymore.
Not after what happened that night.
I remember that last fateful day, when he fought his father about the way I was being treated.
He got a black eye for me from the old bastard.
Brian fought him because he called me a slut. The old shit pushed me into a door, and knocked the wind out of me.
Brian, barely eighteen at the time, slugged that creep so hard the breath whooshed out of him.
But, the old son of a bitch was used to getting into fights.
He sucker-punched Brian, nearly knocking him out, and then threw him through the front door. Thankfully, it was open.
Brian got up, took a look at all of us staring at him, and then turned and walked away. I think he might have been crying.
He left, and I haven’t seen him in twelve long years.
Mom and I moved out shortly after.
I have no idea or interest in what happened to my step-dad.
I hope he’s rotting in a jail cell somewhere.
Or rotting in Hell.
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Over the years, one tabloid or another would give a glimpse of Brian.
Some scurrilous piece about whom he just dumped, or what lovely woman had the pleasure of hanging on his muscled arm at the Awards shows.
I’ve followed most of the women whom Brian has had.
(And, who hasn’t? They are constantly plastered all over the gossip rags and trades!)
He’s bedded some of the most famous and beautiful women in the world - and dumped them.
Later, they’ll always confide in the talk-show hosts or gossip rags that it was they who had caused the breakup.
Brian was just too good for them, or they had been too hard to handle, or whatever the contrived reason would be.
But I know the truth.
Brian is an alpha.
He just takes what he wants, and gives you as much as you can handle.
Nothing more, nothing less.
He’s at least honest about it.
Not one of his lovers ever has a bad word about him, but you can see the hurt in their eyes.
Stupid bitches.
They thought THEY were the one, this time.
The one who would ‘fix’ him and make him theirs forever.
Only, Brian doesn’t need fixed.
He’s perfect.
To hear him tell it, he’s God’s gift to women, with a bullet.
And, sad to say, the fucker is apparently right about that, too!
He’s every woman’s fantasy man.
Handsome.
Talented.
Rich.
And, of course, awesome in bed.
He really is.
Perfect.
I know.
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We’ve got a meeting in ten minutes, and here I am, still worrying I’ll look fat, or ugly, or that there’s spinach in my teeth.
You’d think I was on a date with Adonis, or at least George Clooney, the way I am acting.
And, how did I get so wet so fast?
I’d better jump in the ladies and take care of that, fast!
This is just exactly what I didn’t want to happen today.
Fuck.
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SPECIAL BONUS EXCERPT THREE:
Fraud: A Stepbrother Romance
Are YOU ready for FRAUD?
Megan
Derek White is my soul mate.
From the moment my father married his mother when we were little kids, I knew he was the one for me.
I was too shy to tell him how I felt then, and now he's grown it isn't any easier.
Navy SEAL and man of action, he's about as Alpha as they come.
Time and circumstance have taken him from me, but my heart wont forget.
When I moved to Miami to practice law, I never thought that my mission to take on corruption and fraud would bring us back together.
Then, I lost a case to sinister businessman Robert King.
Suddenly, I'm forced to make a terrible choice.
I must sacrifice my dream of being with Derek, in order to save the life of a woman who despises me.
What am I going to do?
Derek
The girl I've always dreamed of being with is in mortal danger.
My stepsister, Megan, doesn't know how I feel.
And now there's only one way to protect the woman I love, and I've got to take it, no matter what the consequences.
I'll do anything to rescue her, even if I have to die in the process.
Can Megan and Derek discover a way to survive the onslaught of King's evil organization?
Will their long-buried feelings for each other come to the surface, at last?
FRAUD is an action-packed, standalone stepbrother romance novella, with plenty of steamy scenes, mystery, danger, intrigue and double crosses!
With a very satisfying happy ending and no cliffhangers, you'll be on the edge of your seat, crying one moment, and cheering the next!
Book 3 of the Mandarin Connection series by Stephanie Brother
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Oh my god, it’s really going to happen!
Derek is there, standing in front of the door to our bedroom!
My mind is jumping all over the place.
My eyes are eating him up.
He’s perfect!
His clothes are snug, the t-shirt rippling from all the muscles underneath.
I can see the tight arcs of his ass, outlined by his blue jeans.
Every move he makes reminds me of a lion or tiger.
He’s confident, standing tall and firm, and my thighs are melting from my want.
I want him, all of him.
I need to have him in me.
In my mouth.
In my pussy.
My wet, drenched pussy.
I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, with my best come-hither look.
Derek seems a bit stunned, so I give him something.
I begin to strip for him.
Ever so slowly, I slide out of my jacket.
First one arm, then the next, taking my time.
I slowly move the jacket over the to the side of the bed, and drop it on the floor.
It slithers into a small, beige mound.
I start on the buttons on my blouse, my fingers twitching.
I try to maintain eye contact, and I fumble just a bit with the top button.
It comes loose, and then the next.
Derek’s eyes lock onto my breasts, which are appearing, and the lacy tan bra.
A rush of warm feelings flow through me, as he gazes at me.
I’ve never felt so vulnerable, and yet so trusting of anyone.
Really, I want to just make my clothes disappear by magic, and his as well, just so we can be together.
But, I know this will drive him crazy.
He stands there, cockily, as I remove my blouse, one button at a time.
My fingers are shaking so badly from my needing him that I can barely perform this simple task.
At least, it seems that way to me.
Derek smiles, his gorgeous mouth and perfect teeth making me feel another wave of warmth that courses through my body.
I feel like I am floating in a warm pool of liquid, thick and viscous.
Another button down, and my blouse is just hanging there, now.
Derek steps closer, and bends down to me.
I can see
the huge bulge in the crotch of his blue jeans, his cock clearly outlined beside the zipper.
I reach over, rubbing and caressing its hardness.
A jolt of electricity shoots up my arm, straight into my brain, as I trace his dick with my index finger.
I want to yank it free, and shove my mouth over it, sucking in all its immense fleshy goodness.
But, I tease him some more, tossing my hair, and giving him another look, my eyelids covering my eyes shyly, while I continue to work his shaft through the material.
I move my other hand to the last button, while I slowly lick my lips.
They are dry, but then moist as I feel his cock throb.
My blouse is just hanging there, and Derek eyes my hard nipples.
They are jutting out, like strawberries.
My large brown aureoles peek over the edges of the lacy, tan bra.
Derek’s hand moves down to my head, and then he sits down next to me.
We look into each other’s’ eyes for a moment, and then he leans his face towards me.
My mouth opens, and then we are kissing.
His animal scent is overpowering my brain.
His raw strength as he pulls me to him, crushing me against his massive, muscled chest make me go limp. I allow myself to just melt with him.
He tastes clean and fresh, and vaguely of mint.
I have a moment of weakness…did I brush my teeth today? … I think, crazily.
Then, all thought is lost as Derek squeezes me, and his hands work their way to my heaving tits.
His gentle fingers rub first one aching nipple, then the other.
I moan with pleasure, and it’s lost in the cavern of his delicious mouth.
I move my ass around on the bed, because I feel like I am so wet I am going to stick to the sheets!
When I do, he cups my ass with his hands, and pulls me against him.
I can feel his enormous bulge between my legs as we fall against each other on the satin bedspread.
My pussy feels like it has a life of its own, trying to reach out and suck his hardness into me.
We lay on the bed, Derek’s magic hands moving all over my body.
New sensations jolt through me, my legs suddenly jerking, or my ass clenching.
Derek is a master!
Every move he makes sends pleasure straight into my whirling brain.
I chew on his tongue, and lick his chin slowly, enjoying the feel of his stubble.
My tongue works a trail down his neck, and I can taste his salty tang.
Derek reaches around and unclasps my lacy, tan bra.
It pops open, and my tits are barely covered now.
He gently places a finger between the left cup and my skin, and ever so slowly slides the sheer fabric away.
My taut breast and hard nipple can’t take it!
I’m squealing, a high-pitched noise that I can’t help but make, and Derek grins and his tongue lightly flicks the pink nub.
I explode, as he gently works his lips around it, sucking on it like it was the rarest and most tasty fruit on Earth.
My hips lock around him, grinding into his bulges, as I ride him, coming. My panties are soaking, and Derek moves to the other nipple.
He alternates back and forth, anointing my tits with his saliva. Each time he licks one, he gives the other a playful pinch.
The intense feeling drives me out of my mind, and my eyes roll back in my head.
I grab Derek’s head, forcing it into the valley between my heaving orbs, crushing him to me.
His face is buried in there, and he moves his hands beneath me, to unzip my pants.
He’s quick, and soon they join the jacket on the floor. The blouse clings to me as he rolls me over.
I sit up briefly, to doff it and help Derek slide off my pants.
I shove them over the side.
Then, toss the bra after them.
It hits Derek’s head, and slides off, causing both of us to laugh.
“Oh, Derek, my darling! I thought you were …” I start to say, but he simple shuts me up with another deep kiss.
My breath is coming in gasps when he pulls away, because I almost came, again.
He’s wonderful! Everything he does brings me to a new level of intimate pleasure.
I want him more with every passing minute.
My own musk fills my nose, mixing with the heady, raw animal scent that wafts off of my lover.
Derek!
At last, we can be together!
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SPECIAL BONUS EXCERPT FOUR:
Boned: A Stepbrother Romance
Have YOU Dreamed of Being BONED?
Rachel
I am the luckiest girl in the world!
My stepbrothers, Stephan, Karl and Drake 'Bone' Jaeger are all rich, ripped, alpha-males! They are handsome, smart and smart-alecks.
The oldest one is Stephan, and I think he's in love with me.
Karl, the adventure and thrill-seeker, makes my panties melt, but he's recently divorced and still on the prowl.
But, it's young Drake, whose nickname is Bone, that holds the key to my heart!
When a family tragedy threatens to tear us all apart, we're forced to come together! Adventure and danger chase us around the globe, as we unravel the mysterious happenings that weave a thread of intrigue that spans years and touches people from all over!
Passions and tempers flare, and it's all I can do to keep my love alive for Bone.
What am I going to do?
BONED is an action-packed, three-part stepbrother romance novella, jam-packed with steamy action, danger, intrigue and adventure!
It's the first of a trilogy that chronicles the Jaeger family secrets, dramas and loves!
Join in the excitement, and get BONED!
NOTE: Characters from many other Stephanie Brother stories appear in this series!
Contains adult situations.
Book 4 of the Mandarin Connection series by Stephanie Brother
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Drake “Bone” Jaeger is my half-brother, by marriage.
My mom and his father got hitched a while back.
They’re miserably, happily married.
Really, I mean it’s enough to turn your stomach, with all the treacly goodness baked into their relationship.
They coo at each other, they kiss, they do PDA’s.
Yuck.
I mean, good for them, but that’s my MOM, for gosh sake!
As soon as they see each other, they can’t help themselves.
They won’t keep their hands off each other.
He’s squeezing her ass, she’s playing tonsil hockey with him right out in the open!
Honestly!
You’d think they were teenagers!
There she is, all googly-eyed, over that pot-bellied, silver-haired fox, Matthias Jaeger.
Mr. Jaeger was quite the ladies’ man until he went ga-ga on my mom.
Ever since, he’s been like a puppy, following her around, all slobber and foolishness.
You’d never guess he’s a billionaire.
Ok, maybe the Gulfstream V and the yacht give it away.
Still, Old Matt isn’t all that ostentatious.
He likes old-fashioned things.
Like blowjobs in the front seat of his Rolls as he tools down the PCH.
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