Matt stood in the door, his huge cock already semi erect. Esmeralda let her eyes drift lazily over to him.
“Matt”, she said. “How well do you know your parents?”
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Stephanie Brother writes scintillating stories with step-siblings as their main romantic focus. She's always been curious about the forbidden, and this is her way of exploring such complex relationships that threaten to keep her couples apart. As she writes her way to her dream job, Ms. Brother hopes that her readers will enjoy the full emotional and romantic experience as much as she's enjoyed writing them.
Knox: A Stepbrother Romance (excerpt)
Being in love with anyone is difficult when that love has grown absent of their understanding of it. This is complicated when the object of that love is someone you have been told, either morally or legally, that you shouldn’t be in love with. Love also knows many forms and sometimes we get confused by the different kind of loves that we feel. Let me be clear here. This is not one of those cases. The love that I feel for Knox is the kind of love that gets my panties wet in seconds, makes my whole body buzz with excitement, causes my skin to break out in goosebumps, and makes me want to tear his clothes off and have him do horrible and disgusting things to me. Some people might call this lust, and I’d probably agree with them if my desire for Knox wasn’t just centred around fucking, or being fucked. Everything about him does it for me. For the first time in my life, he makes me want to give him a child, and that is not normal for me. Some people might say that it’s not normal at all after less than a month, in fact lots of people already have done anonymously in internet chat rooms or not so anonymously on facebook threads, but do you know what? Fuck those people, that’s what I say. If Knox makes me want to be the mother of his children in little other way than just being the person that he is, I feel like I should pay attention to it. Whether the fact that he’s now my stepbrother and I can’t have him ties into that, well that’s another question entirely.
Knox was sat in the curve of the sofa that used to be my dad’s resting place. I touched a cold beer on his shoulder to knock him out of whatever was distracting him - the weight of what was coming? - and a moment later he took it, his fingers for a fleeting moment I’ve replayed a thousand times, brushing lightly across mine. It’s the moments like those that make you realise what it is you have. It was never in his kiss. The song got it wrong. It was in the bits in between. The space between heartbeats, the absence of touch, the soft crush of desire at the end of a stolen breath.
It’s incredible how at home he looked, sunk into the dent my dad had spent his whole life creating. Cory had settled in like he was always meant to be there as well, like my dad never was. I perched on the edge of the arm chair that faced him, my knees up so only the tips of my toes touched the ground. Knox was wearing one of my favourite T-shirts. It was tight enough to show off the defined muscles of his arms, muscles he never seemed to work on maintaining but happened to always be there no matter what, and simple enough not to reveal the magic of what lay beyond. The taut muscles of his chest, the perfect spread of hair, the belly button and ribbed abs to die for. ‘The way to paradise’ they call the curved edge of muscle above the pubic area that sticks so perfectly above a pair of jeans. My mind, lost in it.
I could feel the electricity between us, hotter than ever. I could tell that that night was the night that something could have happened between us, if we both let it. I wanted to talk about how I felt, but I didn’t know how to. I’d rehearsed it a million times, each one leading to us falling into bed together, and when I did it at night time, one hand between my legs because the excitement of the fantasy was too much to bear just stood there in front of the mirror, playing both parts, it always went smoothly, and he always put his finger on my lips at the time I was about to confess all and said, “shhh, don’t talk, I know how you feel, I feel that way too”, my hand in his pressed against his beating heart.
Knox is available as an ebook and an audiobook. The ebook is free for anyone with a kindle unlimited subscription and the audiobook can be downloaded for free with a free audible trial.
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