It was the first time Nathan saw Adria in such a revealing outfit, and also the first time he'd seen her so carefree. He sat, gulping down the harsh alcohol, his predatory eyes fixed on his step-sister amidst a group of five boys and a girl in a party he had been forced to attend.Yes, he counted.What was she doing, throwing herself at those losers who had nothing to offer? Not more than he could offer. He watched as the hungry eyes of those boys devoured her body. The closest one bit his lip every time he made eye contact with Adria. His Adria.Memories of their encounter flashed through his mind – how she clutched to him, begged him to take her. Yes, she was his step-sister, but did she think he didn't want to claim her, to make her his? He had to hold himself because she was drunk and he didn’t know how she would react to it the next day. But that made her angry.Their fights had been intense, but yesterday's was different. It was a clash between two people who knew they harbored secret feelings. Nathan's grip on the glass tightened, his veins pale, as the guy next to Adria grazed her thighs with his hand.Unable to contain himself, Nathan slammed the empty glass to the ground and stood, eyes fixed ahead. He strode towards them, ignoring his friend's concerned query."Hey, man, what are you doing?"Nathan didn't stop or explain. He walked up to Adria, who was laughing hard as she drank from her cup. But her merriment ceased in an instant when she heard her name.Looking up with slightly parted lips, she met her step-brother's furious gaze. His eyes blazed with possessiveness, and Adria swallowed hard.**************After Adria's father remarried, she struggled to adjust to her new family. Understandable, perhaps. But what wasn't understandable was the intense feud between Adria and her stepbrother, Nathan. They couldn't tolerate each other's presence.Yet, their hatred masked a forbidden truth – their growing desire for each other. Nathan couldn't resist Adria, despite his best efforts. Would they overcome their animosity and surrender to their passion?

Matured content (18+) He bent me over the table, my panties hanging down my legs, my short skirt above my waist. With a groan he pushed his huge hard cock deep into me, pounding mercilessly to my core. I bit my lips harshly, trying to hide my whimpering and moan. "Shhh, don't make a sound darling, you don't want to be heard" he held my ass in his hands, squeezing them as he thrusts into. Look at me, having sex with my own boss, in this manner. I looked back at him him, his face wild, almost like a god, his trousers hanging around his thighs, the sight is wildly beautiful, but insanely wrong