His lips are soft yet firm. A hint of desperation laces his kiss like he's afraid to lose something precious if he backs off.
My own lips part, and we kiss deeper. His grip on my waist tightens, pulling me closer to him. The couch creaks under us as he leans into me more aggressively.
I have to break this off now before I do something stupid like go all the way! But why do I want him too? I force myself to pull away gently and stand up from our embrace.
"We shouldn't," I say breathlessly. My heart is pounding, and my cheeks feel hot from his touch.
"We shouldn't what?" He asks with a frown that turns into a smirk within seconds. "You want more?" He winks at me.
"No, we shouldn't do this. You are my stepbrother," I breathe.
"What a f*****g inconvenience that is," he says gruffly and s
