My stepbrother

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Zayne

I drive up to the house, and there's a moving truck parked in the driveway. Mommy dearest moves in today, I assume. I scoff; I cannot believe Dad married some random woman in Vegas. I park my car, hop out and stroll up to the door.

“Maija, is the truck empty?” A woman asks as she unpacks a box in the living room. She looks up, and I’m face to face with a beautiful African American woman. Not my father's usual type, he usually dates twenty-year-old models who try to get in my bed once he’s out of town. She looks at me with confusion before it turns into a smile.

“Zayne?” I nod in response.

“I’m Carolyn.”

know nothing about, but that does not deter her. She reaches in and

father brags about you all

before releasing me slowly. I look at the woman, confused, as she smiles warmly at me. Is this an act? She does not have to be

lost my mother when I was 5,

You must be exhausted since you just got back.” She smiles warmly at me again, and for some reason,

couple of months.”  I nod; she busies herself emptying boxes. I scan the room, analyzing all the boxes left to unpack. I count around fifteen. I really should help; I wasn’t exhausted since I

I reply, turning to the staircase. I climb a couple of steps before my

meeting the new family. I reply with promises of multiple orgasms before slipping the phone back into my pocket. I take another step but feel myself collide with something soft and fragrant. I grunt before looking at whoever ran me over in my own home. A

would be Carolyn’s daughter, but the fact that she is my stepsister and should be off-limits does not register one bit as I imagine what

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