Her New Stepsister (Stepsisters Book 1) by Katt Ford

Author:Katt Ford
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Gwen barged into the room, slamming it behind her. Morgan was splayed across her bed playing on her phone, wearing a cropped t-shirt and soft shorts. She raised an eyebrow at Gwen’s entrance.

“Was that necessary?” she drawled.

“Yes, it was fucking necessary,” Gwen snarled. “Why does my mom think we’re going to get an apartment together in Boston?”

"Oh." Morgan turned back to her phone, looking bored. "She was talking about how you wanted to move off-campus. I said that my apartment is pretty equidistant between our two schools, and then it just made sense that we'd live together."

Gwen wanted to scream. “I don’t want to live with you, are you kidding?!”

Morgan frowned and looked up. She stared at Gwen for a long moment, and under the weight of her eyes, Gwen felt her heart stutter before starting to beat faster. She shifted, uncomfortable.

“Can you please stop staring at me and instead tell me why the hell you thought it’d be a good idea for us to live together?” She waited for an answer, but Morgan just kept staring at her, and Gwen stared back. She couldn’t not. Morgan’s dark gaze trapped her, held her, and she couldn’t break away.

Finally, Morgan placed her phone on her desk table. She stood, and walked to Gwen, stopping in front of her. From only a foot away, her stare was all the more powerful.

“I’m tired of you ignoring this,” Morgan said. Her voice was calm, but there was steeliness to it that brokered no argument. “I was going to wait for you, but clearly, that’ll never happen.”

“I… what are you talking about?”

Morgan shoved Gwen’s shoulder and pushed her so that her back hit against the door, and then she was pressing her lips on Gwen’s throat. Her mouth was warm, soft, and Gwen found herself using one hand to hold Morgan’s head against her, and the other to wrap around her waist and pull her closer. Their thighs mashed together, and Morgan slipped one leg between Gwen’s, pressing it up against her pussy. Gwen’s breath caught at the pressure. She could feel Morgan’s tits brushing against hers with every breath.

“You want this, right?” Morgan whispered against her neck. “Tell me I can do this. Tell me what you want.”

“I…”

“You argue with me all the time, but I know how bad you want to touch me.” Morgan moved away from Gwen’s throat, and instead let her lips hover over hers. “Don’t you want to touch me, Gwen? You’re so desperate for it, and you don’t know what to do, so you just fight me. But you want me. Tell me you do.”

Gwen couldn’t think. Morgan was so close, the heat of her body wrapping around Gwen and making it impossible to breathe. This was so much. This was too much. She wanted it so bad.

"But you've been bad, fighting me all the time," Morgan whispered, and she stepped back. A whimper slipped out from Gwen without permission at the loss of her step-sister's touch, and Morgan laughed.

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