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

　　Devon was so big that I almost felt suffocated. Tears gathered at the corners of my eyes as he picked up his pace, lifting his right leg and setting his foot on the footboard, angling himself better. I took him to the last inch, down my throat. But none of it caused me any discomfort; if anything, it increased my body's need.


　　I wanted them- in every way possible.


　　Chase increased his speed from behind, our skin slapping against each other, his balls sharply connecting with my skin every time he rutted into me, fucking me hard and fast. My wetness coated his entire length, making it easier for him to slide inside each time he pulled out slightly to thrust harder. He reached the hilt with every thrust, and I could feel him in my stomach.


　　God! Both brothers were so fucking huge that it felt like they were going to tear me apart. Well, they were actually tearing me apart because I knew I was going to feel sore in my throat and pussy for days.


CHAPTER 87 The Fun Part