Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Is he coming over here? Oh hell, that look on his face, maybe I’d gone too far this time. The poor guy I was talking to seemed to be really into it and I felt a little sleazy for using him to get my crush’s attention. Eric had always been one of my admirers, even when I didn’t think I had anything worth admiring. Now with my new hair and my body that had always been hidden on display, he was even more animated in my presence.
I started feeling not so good about myself, but I had come this far already, I’ll have to make it up to him somehow. I could feel those eyes on me again though, and that spurred me on even more. I just needed that one little push to get him moving, that one thing that would tip him over the edge. If he was even interested that is.
I had the feeling that tonight was the night, that if I was ever going to achieve my dream that I had to make this count. His latest squeeze wasn’t here tonight thank heavens so I didn’t have that added headache to deal with, but she was the reason I had upped my game so drastically and way ahead of schedule.
Mom had sounded very sure in our last conversation that this one was the real deal. Words that had cut me to the core and sent me into a tailspin, until my best friend had pulled me out of it and set me on the course I was now on. The seduction of Nicholas Moretti, my hot and sexy older stepbrother!
Chapter 1
NICK
Don’t do it Nicholas, it’s a bad motherfucking move. All that will come of it is chaos and heartache. I’ve been telling myself the same fucking thing for weeks now, but it’s getting harder and harder to listen to my conscience, especially when my dick was involved, and the way she looked tonight wasn’t helping shit any either.
I looked at her under cover of my lashes while others carried on their conversations around us. The ass she was talking to was eating it all up, and I knew my shit was over when I had visions of planting my fist in his face just for being.
I knew my life was about to change, because I was pretty sure I’d reached the end of my rope, and was going to make my move one way or the other. There’s no way that she wasn’t aware of what the fuck she was doing to me, and if she didn’t, too fucking bad, my dog was in this race now and that fucker hates to lose.
I first noticed the change in the way I looked at her a few short weeks ago, when she’d been home for a quick break. I’d brushed it off as a fluke, just me reacting to the new changes in the all grown up her. I’d even chided myself for having such wayward thoughts about someone who only saw me as an older brother, even though we weren’t related by blood.
The feelings had come out of left field and totally sideswiped my ass when I least expected it. I’m not one for feelings, that shit just isn’t my deal. I’m a fuck’ em in the moment type and anyone who fucks with me knows the deal. Not like I’m spreading myself around with a new chick every other weekend, no that’s not my deal either I have too much respect for myself for that game. But I’m young yet, still spreading my shit around for say, the next fifteen years at least.
Or so I thought, until she pulled a fast one and changed up my whole thought process. In the blink of an eye she had me questioning shit I never had to before, and like I said, I put it down to the shock of seeing the new her for the first time. I could’ve left shit there, but it was not just the new changes in her appearance, I definitely sensed a shift in the air around us whenever we were alone in the same space.
Call me over imaginative, but I know when someone’s on my dick, and there was a point there that weekend when I was a hundred percent sure my little stepsister was sending out signals. I had someone in my bed back then, and being very averse to the cheating game, I found myself in a bit of a quandary.
I knew that Dee-Dee had been making noises about making shit a little more official, don’t know where she got that shit, but I didn’t play into it and it had waned after I didn’t fan those particular flames. Now I found myself in a bit of a fix, lusting after the forbidden fruit of my baby stepsister while sharing time with someone else.