Unspoken Pleasures (Compilation Of Steamy Short Stories)

the same roof, we've both developed a love-hate relationship, constantly bickering and competing for attention. B

our parents' persuasions that I discovered his little secret. None of us spoke

about the way I eat," I remarked,

you're twenty, Jennifer," hi

h he dodged. "You think I'm pleased to have this dinner with

Donald, my st

was tired of all of our bickerings. This should be her happy day

te," I gathered enough courage

ne big happy family," Donald said,

arched high while he dug into his cereals. The room could

ony where the evening air welcomed me. Donald, my stepd

at ran down my cheek, how lo

. The breeze blew in mildly, caressing

tand me, especially mother. I heard approaching footsteps towards

that personally," his familia

ched out frantically. His eyes were surprisingly dark yet calm. Karl was al

nd fine, strong jaw. Realizing that he would be my stepbrother was disast

u doing here?

rotested against my very own whims," he

his strides, his sensual lips... what wa

all of your exce

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if he could hear my heartbeat as well. I thought I hate

e the effect of his tantalizing fingers on me. Yet, he never took his eyes off me, and that made me fee

ng?" My wavering v

ad become like music to my ears. "When I saw you biting down on you

ht in-between, visibly stunned and shaken by his confession. His lips which were

happening

interrupted, and Karl and I drift

ds okay?" He asked, studying us, t

ed into a cotton flowery dress. "I told you they would m

in before me. "Don't tell me you had other plans?" He as

e paused when she noticed how fr

d transpired at dinner," Karl spoke up quickly,

ll steal your mum for the night, just Leila and I," Donald s

hear was my wild heart beat thumping and screaming how dangerous it was to be al

something different for me. Karl had wanted to kiss me, yes

to spin around and explain his previous act to