Stepbrother Shouldn't Know How Cherry Taste
READING AGE 18+
I often forget that Eric Patro is my stepbrother.
He's a reckless, bold man—one who, in the middle of his heated s*x in the studio with another woman, casually asks if I want to join. Later, in the attic, he pins me against the windowsill, his hands gripping my waist, his breath warm and heavy against my ear.
When I fall for him, crossing a line I know I shouldn't, I hold onto the hope that maybe—just maybe—Eric can love me back. I stifle the sobs, the desperate sounds I try to suppress, and ask, "What are we, exactly?"
Eric, still behind me, moving with a detached force, laughs bitterly.
"You're not delusional enough to think I'd ever want you as my girlfriend, are you? We're step-siblings."
I pay the price for my reckless behavior, pushing myself away from Eric, thinking it's over between us. Until I see him again... standing at the front of my college classroom.
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Eric's POV:
When Cheryl made her grand return to campus, the whole school was buzzing with excitement.
On one hand, she had cast off her former gloom, emerging as a confident and radiant presence. On the other, it was thanks to the unwavering support her father showered upon her. He arranged the best courses, provided top-……
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