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She’s happy and I’m disoriented, my mind flashing in a million different directions, on thousands of different scenarios before finally settling on one.

Tonight I will be lying in the bed that’s just a few feet from me. And Gio will be sleeping right next door. The mysterious, bold, and sexy man who just kissed me with the kind of possessiveness that only an inked, slightly off-kilter man like him could.

And when I’m alone, the house still, I’ll finally have time to process what the hell just happened. And when I do I know my hand will be moving across my body, sliding in between my legs as I think about the kiss we just shared.

Scratch that…the one he just took from me. The one that was accompanied by his hard body pressed firmly against mine. The one that brought out a response inside of me that I didn’t know was even there.

But there’s one thing I now do know absolutely for sure…and that’s who I want to be my first, and my only.

Him. My stepbrother.

Chapter Three

Gio

Lying in my bed knowing she’s literally a few feet away is enough to drive me insane.

I roll over in bed for the hundredth time, my mind trying to work out what she might be over there sleeping in, what she wears to bed…if anything.

Maybe some tight little pajamas, showing off that pert little ass of hers? No bra, letting those gorgeous tits poke out of a tank top. Fuck me.

I fist my cock that’s been throbbing for hours now, thinking about that kiss, her bee stung lips that looked like she’d been sucking the red out of strawberries all day.

Never have I ever had such a reaction to a woman, a need to kiss her like I did. And more importantly the need to impregnate her, fill her with my seed and put a baby in her belly, making her mine forever.

Which is exactly what would have happened if her mom hadn’t come upstairs to check on her innocent as fuck little daughter. The one who’s sexy as hell and doesn’t even know how beautiful she is.

Stroking my cock from root to tip, I close my eyes and imagine her sexy little face in front of me and dammit if it doesn’t do the trick, setting me off immediately. My dick erupts without warning, my body convulsing as I fold at the waist, my stomach tightening and relaxing in quick succession as I do my best to catch my load with my other hand, the pressure from the eruption damn shooting a hole through my palm.

I need damn near twenty seconds to finish, and when I do all I can think about is how the ‘relief’ I just provided myself has only made my problem worse.

No way can I accept this kind of Pyrrhic victory. What I need is the real thing, her. And that only happens when I plunge myself into her tight little hole and make her mine forever.

My phone buzzes signaling the start of another day. Time to begin preparing for the shipment coming in on Tuesday. Problem is that I can’t think about anything except what I want to do to my new stepsister.

Heading down to the kitchen I know that I have to get out of the house, to distract myself. As soon as I walk into the kitchen, that plan evaporates into a cloud of smoke when I see Gina dancing around to music wearing a tight pair of yoga pants and a sports bra. Jesus, I just jerked off less than three minutes ago and already my dick roars back to life, my mind visualizing bending her over the counter right here and now.

When she turns to see me standing there she damn near jumps right out of those form-fitting leggings that look like they’ve been painted on, her flushing with embarrassment and is it ever cute as fuck.

“Don’t stop on my account,” I tell her. “I was enjoying the show.”

My tease causes her to dismissively whip her body back around before she throws her chin over her shoulder, looking back at me and giving me an annoyed look. But in the process of all that all she really winds up doing is giving me a perfect angle to take in the sight of her rotund little booty. Damn what I’d give to spread those tight little cheeks and bury my face in-between them, tonguing a circle around her tight little forbidden hole.

“I wasn’t putting on a show, I was exercising. But maybe it’s better if I use the gym in the basement…if that’s okay?” she asks.

“We live here together now. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours..” my eyes rake over her body and I leave the sentence unfinished. “Do you work out a lot?” I ask, changing gears.

“Mostly yoga but now that I have access to a decent set of weights I’ll probably use those for lifting too.” She pauses, dragging her upper teeth over her bottom lip as this time she’s the one who lets her eyes drift over my form. “I saw you have some boxing stuff down there too, I love kickboxing.”

Her version of boxing is probably a lot different than mine, despite what she might think. Hers is for exercise, mine is for survival, but there’s no need to broach that subject, especially not now. “Just don’t hurt yourself.”

She sticks out her tongue in a playful way and my cock hardens again. Fuck, what I would like her to do with that tongue.

“Hey, kids,” my dad says as he walks into the kitchen, breaking the tension and causing me to exhale the breath I didn’t know I was holding in. It’s amazing that he still calls me his kid, but it’s been the two of us for so long I don’t mind. He had me pretty young in life so it’s been him guiding me through taking over the business for years. I’m assuming his new wife doesn’t know what he used to do, otherwise she’d probably never go near him.

Neither would Gina if she had any idea that her new family is one of the crime families that used to run the city. My dad is stepping away from the business and letting me take over, and I managed to convince him a few years ago to go mostly legit before he heads off into retirement. Now with Gina in the picture, suddenly I’m thinking about tying up some loose ends and settling down myself, not that the word ‘settle’ belongs anywhere near her name, let alone in the same sentence. Being with her would be like winning the Powerball of all lotteries, she’s that one-of-a-kind. And when I do get her, and I will, the idea of settling into something peaceful will be the furthest thing from what we’ll be doing.

Sex on the regular. Traveling. The best life has to offer, for the most incredible girl and the only one who ever makes me feel as alive as I do in her presence.

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