What do you do when the man from a one night stand turns out to be your stepbrother? 
Do you forget that incredible night or…do you commit the same sin again and again?
For Jade Evans, caught amidst her mother's new marriage and the turmoil it brings, an alcohol-fueled encounter on the hills leads to a shocking revelation- the stranger she shared an unforgettable night with is none other than her soon-to-be stepbrother.
But that's not it- the man she encounters on the wedding day isn't the one she spent that passionate night with. Instead, he's someone closely associated with him. Now that all three of them have to stay under the same roof, surely, nothing can go wrong...right?
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"Remember when you said you'd drink me all up?" I projected my thoughts into his mind, interrupting his stream of thoughts.
His body seemed to freeze, his eyes snapping in my direction.
"What? Surprised?" I casually brought a piece of toast to my mouth, taking a bite. 
His jaw clenched visibly, clearly rattled as he lowered the glass without taking a sip, unfastening the first few buttons of his black shirt.
Fuck! I wanted to see him just as exposed as that night.
As for Chase, he didn't spare me a word. 
"I've got to admit, Stepbrother," I chuckled inwardly, confident he could hear my thoughts, "You're quite skilled at playing the 'clueless' act. If I hadn't seen your face so clearly, I might've believed that you're not Chase-"
"Devon, where's Chase, by the way?" Frank's voice abruptly interrupted, causing me to freeze in place, my eyes shooting towards him.
Did he just say... Chase?
No way. I must've misheard.

Chasing Our Stepsister

　　"Fuck," Chase's growl reverberated through the cramped space, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each electrifying thrust.


　　He thrusted his length deep into my pussy, I rocked my hips back and forth, enjoying the way he felt and taking him deeper into me. He was huge and I could have sworn on my fucking life that everytime we fucked, it still felt new- Chase Ashford was too good for me.


　　"Oh, god," I gripped onto the seat behind him, my hips rocking, the wheel pressing against my back as I rode him. I was so close to my climax, but I'd lost count-was this the fifth, or perhaps the seventh? Damn it, god! My mind was too clouded to keep track.


　　But, it surely hadn't been less than five- I had this feeling.


CHAPTER 34 You Are My God