CORRUPTING MY STEPBROTHER
FORBIDDEN DREAMS SERIES
BOOK ONE
SAMANTHA ASHLEY
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Corrupting My Stepbrother
FORBIDDEN DREAMS SERIES BOOK ONE
Copyright ©2017 Samantha Ashely
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER ONE
“Lean your chin on the back of your hand. That’s it. Now blow the kiss. Beautiful, gorgeous.” The photographer pressed the camera button few times, snapping the pictures of a young brunette in a flirty red dress.
“Smile, Victoria. You can’t forget to smile,” he instructed with a scolding voice.
Victoria pressed her tongue to the back of her lower teeth to help her forehead relax and moved her soft pillow-like lips into a bright, perfectly composed smile, as she did million times before.
She practiced so many hours before the mirror, to make it perfect. Her work more than paid off, because photographers just loved how she did it.
“Yes, that’s what I’m talking about.” The photographer was moving around Victoria like a madman, trying to catch each precious moment that could potentially be the next best photo.
The secret to her flawless posing was her imagination. She imagined there was no photographer, but Julian and she would be in her lace underwear or naked.
She would flirtatiously position herself and let his eyes slide over her warm body, getting hotter by each second in his presence.
She would’ve let his gaze drop on her full silky breasts, and watch his mouth water from the desire of tasting them.
Too bad nothing of that will ever happen. He was her stepbrother and they could never be together. This was the cold truth.
Victoria was subconsciously moving her body like she was used to. She usually liked photo shooting sessions, but in truth, today she was getting bored from hours of posing in front of the white screen.
She needed a distraction, something so new and fresh in her day.
“And, we’re done.”
The words were music to Victoria’s ears. Finally, she ran into the studio’s wardrobe, to change her clothes and remove the makeup.
“On a second thought,” she looked at the mirror, examining her face. “I think I’ll leave the makeup on,” she murmured to herself. It made the green color of her eyes pop, and her lips looked even more desirable than ever.
She looked around her, making sure there was nobody there and turned on her phone. She slid through the photos on her album until she found the one she was looking for.
Julian.
He was so handsome. With his short, side-parted hair and warm brown eyes, he made her want him so badly, sometimes she thought she’ll go crazy.
She had a crush on him since her 18th birthday, when he came to her party right after he returned from college.
He brought his girlfriend of that time and Victoria couldn’t act upon her feelings. After years have passed, she still kept her feelings to herself which was a pain in the ass.
“Hey, Victoria!” She jumped at the sound of a highly-pitched voice. Filled with guilt, she turned off her phone and moved her head in the direction from where the sound was coming.
It was her co-worker, another model, named Amber. She ran into the wardrobe like a gazelle and hugged shocked Victoria as was their old habit.
She let her go, and full of excitement, announced: “I just spoke with the girls. We’re heading out tonight to have some fun. Are you coming?”
Victoria sighed with the relief and then laughed.
“Are you kidding? Of course, I’m coming. Some fun is exactly what I need right now,” she admitted.
She grabbed her purse and hung it over her shoulder. Her silky hair, red as the fire that was burning inside her, got stuck underneath the strap, so she pulled them out and let them fall over her back, creating a curtain of hair.
“Then that’s settled. What are you even doing still standing there? Let’s go!” Amber turned on her heels and disappeared out of the room like a wind.
Victoria followed her, but at her own pace.
She liked to think of herself as an athletic woman, working out and going to her Zumba classes, but she realized long ago, she'll never have the hyperactive energy that Amber possessed.
Some things were just genetic. At least other models had the same pace of lifestyle as Victoria had.
“Here she is. It took you forever, I swear,” Amber exaggerated when Victoria stepped into the ally in front of the studio.
There was already gathered a group of girls waiting for her.
“We can’t all be bunnies like you, hopping all around the world,” Victoria returned with a serene smile on her face.
Some of the girls laughed, Amber included. “Okay, okay. You’ve made your point. Now let’s order a few taxis. We can’t all fit in one.”
It didn’t take long to get the cabs. Victoria, Amber, and Melissa were together through the whole trip, and they got very chatty along the way. The twenty-minutes long rides just weren’t meant for silences.
When they stopped at the night club, they were already wiping their tears of laughter off their cheeks. Victoria thought how much she had needed this. And the night was just beginning.
When Victoria stepped into the club, the loud techno music filled her ears and the smell of worked out bodies filled her nostrils.
Adrenaline immediately started pulsing through her body, making her want to move in the rhythm.
“We should get something to drink!” yelled Mellissa, her voice hardly heard in the crowd.
“I see few cute guys at the bar. Let’s get some free drinks,” Victoria agreed almost immediately. She may be longing for Julian, but she was still allowed to enjoy her life.
Amber and few other girls joined her when she was pushing through the crowd of sweaty young bodies in constant moving.
CHAPTER TWO
Victoria dropped on the tall bar chair, feeling the cold, metal surface underneath her butt cheeks. She flipped her hair and pushed up her breast, trying to appear as alluring as she could.
It didn’t take long for a handsome guy with a high and tight short hairstyle that emphasized his cheekbones to notice her.
“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked and smiled.
“Only if you get it for my friend too,” Victoria winked. She didn’t want him to be focused only on her.
She pointed towards Amber who leaned from her bar stool and flashed with her thick dark lashes.
“Sure, why not.” He glanced at the bartender. “Two martinis please,” he said with confidence.
When he handed the drink to Victoria, she immediately took a sip. It was delicious, with the exactly right flavor that melted on her tongue.
“I’m Nathan, by the way. What are your names?” He flashed a sexy smile toward Amber and Victoria. Amber giggled and moved her hand toward him.
After a few more drinks and loads of flirting, Amber was sitting in Nathan’s lap. She tangled her long, tanned legs around his waist and was making out with his whole face. His hands were on her butt, pressing his thighs against hers.
Victoria stared at them for a few moments, then she f
ocused herself on the drinks that stayed on the counter. She couldn’t make herself drink more than the first one.
That surprised her, but she knew why was her subconscious preventing her from having too much fun. She remembered how much Julian hated drunks and she couldn’t turn herself into one.
“I’m going,” she announced and stood up. Amber didn’t seem to notice her and continued with the face sucking.
“Fine, ignore me,” Victoria made a face. In truth, she didn’t care. If Amber wanted to hook up with that guy, she could, for all she cared.
She stumbled and almost tripped over her own feet. “Damn heels!” she cursed, glancing a piercing gaze to her shoes. She could swear one of the heels almost broke.
“Victoria, are you going already?” Mellissa found her while she was trying to get to the door. She was sincerely surprised.
“It was getting boring with Amber. She was all over that guy, and I seemed to be forgotten,” Victoria complained to her friend.
She didn’t mention that this made her imagine her with her stepbrother even more vividly than ever. And that kind of thoughts was dangerous to her since they could never be together.
“C’mon. You can’t go just because of that. There are loads of hot guys in here. Just pick one and go talk to him,” Melissa encouraged.
“I don’t know. They’re hot all right, but they all seem kind of… boring,” Victoria cringed. She had to really like the guy if he wasn’t Julian to give him any thought.
“Ugh, you’re picky. Sometimes I wonder if you’re even into guys. You so rarely find anyone attractive,” Melissa complained.
“Hey, don’t forget about my previous boyfriends. It’s not like I don’t like men, I'm just very picky as you said, about them,” Victoria protested.
She wasn’t a virgin, far from that. Just because she couldn’t have one guy didn’t mean she will say no to sex and relationships. Men just needed to fill out certain criteria.
But all of that wasn’t truly important.
“Okay, so what’s your type then? Who would you hook up with if you’d have a chance?” Melissa crossed her arms at Victoria.
“I’ll tell you,” Victoria said, impatient at Melissa’s curiosity.
“About 6’2 feet tall, masculine, but not too much, and he likes to work out in the gym.” Once Victoria started talking, she almost couldn’t stop.
“Also, usually wears cotton t-shirts with various captions and dark tight jeans that show off his muscles.” She felt the heat in her body rising. Her cheeks were flushed.
“Often combined with sneakers, Nike or Puma,” she finished with Julian’s description without describing him well enough for Melissa to recognize him.
She never met him, but she did see some photos Victoria showed them once.
“Wow, now that was very detailed and specific. I thought you’d just say something like ‘men with abs and white teeth.' That’s my type if you’re wondering,” Melissa said.
Victoria wasn’t wondering but kept quiet. She didn’t want to offend her friend.
“Wait… Did you just describe anyone in particular?” Melissa suddenly realized. Her senses must’ve been dulled by the drinks she had.
“I don’t want to talk about it. I’ve said too much already,” Victoria jerked her head away, suddenly feeling embarrassed.
If it would be somebody else – anybody else really – than her stepbrother it would’ve been so much easier.
She couldn’t admit that was Julian who gave her goosebumps and shivers down the spine every time she thought of him.
“Why? Is he married or has a girlfriend?” Melissa took Victoria’s hand in hers, trying to encourage her to answer.
“No,” Victoria quietly replied. He broke off with his last girlfriend not longer than a month ago. She knew this because she was with him the day after when she was telling her that.
All she could think about that moment was how badly she wanted to scream. She wanted to soothe him like she never will, and then tell him she’s the one right for him. She always was.
But saying this would destroy their friendship, and she was afraid she would never get him back.
“Is he far away?” Melissa woke Victoria from her thoughts.
“Or…” Frowning her eyebrows, she paused for a second to think.
“Is he gay? Oh, my gosh, he’s gay, isn’t he? That explains everything. I’m so sorry Victoria. It must suck for you. Maybe you could still be friends? I know it’s not the same, but it could be better than nothing,” Melissa kept babbling, convinced she found the right reason.
“No, no.” Victoria pulled her hand out of Melissa’s grip. “He’s not gay. Or far away for that matter. He’s in the town,” she admitted sheepishly.
“Then what’s the problem,” Melissa demanded an answer.
He’s my stepbrother. “Nothing!” said Victoria in high pitched voice, a bit too quickly. Melissa didn’t seem to notice.
“Then get him, girl! Stop being such a chicken and get the man,” she ordered.
“But I…” Victoria cowered.
“No excuses. Take your phone and call him. Right now.”
“Okay,” Victoria gave in, a little bit too fast. The truth was she was barely holding back from doing anything stupid when she was sober. Now, she just really wanted to call him, even though she was terrified of doing it.
She took her phone out of the leather purse and dialed the number. It rang few times, making her nervous. She bit her lip and unsurely glanced at Melissa. She gave her an encouraging nod.
“Yes?” he answered in his dark, sexy tone. Just the sound of his voice made everything in Victoria melt like hot chocolate.
She pressed her legs together from the tingling sensation between them.
“Hi.” She didn’t dare to speak his name in case if Melissa remembered it.
“I was just wondering if you’re at home right now.” She started nervously biting her fingernail.
“I am. Why? Is something wrong Victoria? Your voice sounds a little bit weird.” He was immediately concerned.
“Nah,” she laughed uncomfortably. “I just wanted to know if I could come over,” she dropped the bomb.
“Sure. You know you’re always welcome,” he said, his voice a bit suspicious.
“Okay, bye.” She terminated the call before she could say something embarrassing, which she couldn’t take back.
“So, what did he say?” Melissa asked in high anticipation of an answer.
“I can come over.” Victoria exhaled. It was done. Unfortunately, this didn’t help her nerves.
“I need a drink. Something strong.” She had no intention of getting completely wasted, but she needed some courage.
“Wait here for a second. I know just the one.” Melissa promised.
“Here you go,” she returned almost immediately and handled the drink to Victoria.
She drank it all at once. The warmth immediately filled her belly and removed her fears.
She straightened her posture, feeling more confident. The corners of her lips lifted as she smiled. “I’m ready.”
CHAPTER THREE
She was standing before Julian’s door. Her self-confidence was boosted a hundred times, she could feel that.
She checked herself with the front phone camera, making sure she looked as sexy as she could.
The short, tight green dress was hugging her in all the right places.
“Where are you?” she mumbled to herself, searching for a mint in her purse.
There was only one left. She used it to freshen her breath and conceal the smell of alcohol.
The last thing she wanted was for Julian to notice she was drinking. Good thing she didn’t drink too much or all this would surely turn into a disaster.
“All done.”
She pressed on the bell and waited.
Julian opened the door. “Hi,” he said in his low voice that gave her a chill down the spine.
She licked her lip, her
mouth watering from the view she had in front of her. He was sculptured like a Greek god.
“Hi Julian,” she replied in what she hoped was a seductive voice.
She was vividly aware of the wetness pooling in her panties and had a hard time hiding it.
She leaned forward and pressed a sisterly kiss to his cheek. Her hands moved around him, pressing his chest against her soft breasts.
“It’s very nice to see you,” she said, flashing with her eyelashes towards him.
She slid her lips on his, catching him off guard. He started breathing more heavily and returned the kiss with a passion she never dared to hope she’ll receive from him.
“Mmm,” she purred in sensation.
His hands grabbed her butt cheeks and pressed her against him. She could feel his cock hardening, trying to enter her pussy through their clothes.
“Wait,” he pushed her away, his breathing still loud and fast.
“We can’t do this.” He almost didn’t say the words. His body was telling a different story.
“Why not? Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me. Do it, and I’ll go.” Victoria said. She didn’t care about the fear of rejection that was with her for so many years.
“You’re my sister,” he replied, disgusted at himself. He looked away.
“Stepsister,” she corrected him. She guided his chin toward her.
“Just because we’ve been living together since childhood doesn’t mean we’re actually related.” Her eyes flashed toward him, daring him to argue.
“You’re right.” His breathing deepened, his gaze on her cherry red lips.
He couldn’t control himself anymore. He shoved his tongue into her mouth. He pulled her inside and slammed the door behind them.
“Fuck.”
In the heat of passion, his hands slapped against the corridor wall on either side of Victoria’s head. Her head spun when his scent filled her nostrils. Oh, god. This was actually happening.
Her wildest dream was finally coming true.
Her senses were heightened. The scent of him consumed her, and she rubbed her hungry, wet pussy against his hard cock.
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