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With pleasure sweeping through me, too hard and swiftly to control, I thrashed and moaned. “Please, Mason. Please, Sir.”

“Baby, come for me. I’ve got you. I won’t let you go.”

The explosion hit, glorious colors bursting behind my eyelids, pleasure suspending, slowing the moment, until everything rushed faster like a curve of a huge wave, collapsing me. I kissed his mouth, his nose, his cheeks.

He laughed and hugged me close.

I stopped and gave him a wide-eyed stare. “What the hell are we going to say to Daddy?”

His one-sided grin was cocky. “Your father’s been pushing me toward you for years. Said you needed a firm hand. Guess he was right.”

“He knows?”

“How do you think he and Mona met? They played in the same club.”

I shook my head, half horrified and still so relieved I couldn’t quite grasp the implications. “They’re into this?”

“Baby, you have no idea.”

And I didn’t want to know more. Already the images blowing through my mind were cringe-worthy. “How did you know I needed this?”

Mason rolled to his side and tucked me close to his side. His fingers brushed back my hair. “I knew because every time I looked at you, I saw you wearing my collar. And every time you sassed me, you lifted your chin, daring me to do something about it. Angel, you were begging me.”

“I guess I was.” Happiness flooded me, and a calm unlike any I’d ever felt filled me. “I love you. Think people will find it... wrong... that we love each other?”

“Do you really give a fuck what anyone else thinks?”

I shook my head and grinned. “Guess being a bitch has it perks. No one would dare say anything to my face.”

Mason pulled me closer. “You know I’m not going to be all right with what Heather and Farley did until I see his dick in a harness.”

I walked my fingers up his chest and gave him a flirty glance. “I’ll let you in on a little secret. They’re both dying to see your playroom.”

The End

MORE STEPBROTHER STUDS:

Stepbrother Studs: Aaron

Stepbrother Studs: Brian

Stepbrother Studs: Cameron

Stepbrother Studs: Daren

Stepbrother Studs: Dustin

Stepbrother Studs: Evan

Stepbrother Studs: Finn

Stepbrother Studs: Gavin

Stepbrother Studs: Hayden

Stepbrother Studs: Ian

Stepbrother Studs: Jason

Stepbrother Studs: Kevin

FIRST TIME WITH MY STEPBROTHER SERIES:

Stepbrother First Times: Baby Love

Stepbrother First Times: Baby’s Big Night

Stepbrother First Times: This Time, Baby

Stepbrother First Times: Welcome Home, Baby

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ABOUT SELENA KITT

Selena Kitt is a NEW YORK TIMES bestselling and award-winning author of erotic and romance fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business with over a million books sold!

Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (excessica.com) and bookstore (excitica.com), as well as two erotica and erotic romance promotion companies (excitesteam.com and excitespice.com).

Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of “exceptional literary quality.”

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BONUS MATERIAL

STEPBROTHER STUDS: FINN

By Selena Kitt

Molly’s handsome stepbrother, Finn, has called her Pita—short for pain in the ass—for so long, she’s almost forgotten her own name.

And, she has to admit, she’s mostly lived up to it, because Finn is a typical, know-it-all, overprotective older stepbrother who thinks he always knows what’s best for her.

But when she finds his journal and reads the secrets he’s been keeping, she suddenly has a decision to make.

They have one week alone at a cabin together this summer—can she make Finn realize that, this time, his little stepsister knows what’s best? For once, she knows what she wants—and now she knows he wants it too.

Does she have the courage to push him to his limits?

EXCERPT
:

I didn’t see him again until after I’d eaten my dinner. He stomped through the back door and stood over the recliner where I was sitting sideways, feet swinging idly, while I read an old copy of People magazine. Pictures of the sexiest man alive didn’t thrill me nearly as much as the angry flush spreading across Finn’s cheeks or the sight of his lean body in shorts and a loose tee.

“I want it back.”

I blinked up at him, pretending I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about.

“Nice to see you, too,” I said, giving him a smirk.

“Now. I want it back.”

I sighed and made a show of rising from the chair. I made sure to stand very close so I had to tilt my head to meet his gaze. I liked his height. Liked the breadth of his expanded shoulders. He looked strong and lean, and very capable of picking me up and doing whatever he wanted to do with me. A thought that thrilled me to my toes. But how to goad him into doing it? That was the question that had been driving me buggy since I’d masturbated in front of him.

“What do you want back?” I asked, letting my smile deepen just a little. Just enough he knew I was fully aware of what he wanted.

“It’s mine, Pita. My
private
journal. Now move your sweet little ass and get it for me.”

I didn’t have to pretend to shiver at his command.

“Or what?” I whispered, leaning closer.

“You don’t want to find out.”

“Maybe I do.” I tilted my head and licked my bottom lip. I’d never been much of a flirt, but with Finn, I was finding it so easy to do. Maybe it was because my nipples were tight again and my pussy was beginning to warm.

“Fuck,” he said under his breath, his glance dropping to my mouth.

“Is that what you want?”

“Stop it.” His gaze narrowed and bored into mine. “I’m your brother.”

“That didn’t stop you thinking about me giving you blow jobs.”

His expression hardened. “It’s one thing to think it. I’m a guy, we think about sex all the time. But I’m not a fucking perv.”

“How disappointing.”

“Stop playing.” He reached out to grip my upper arms. “Give it back.”

I raised my chin. “Or you’ll… do… what?”

His grip tightened. So did his lips. Before I could gasp, he whipped me around and bent me over the chair. The first swat stung my ass, the shock holding me still. The next swat was just as sharp.

And then something happened. Something unexpected. My skin tingled. My pussy grew damp. Following another naughty impulse, I reached back and shoved my shorts and underwear down to my thighs.

“Again.” I’d been naughty, and naughty girls needed punishment—right?

“Pita,” he groaned. “Goddamn it, why can’t you act like a normal girl?”

“You spank girls so often you know what’s normal?”

“Never. For fuck’s sake, pull up your pants.”

“Or what?”

Instead of landing another slap on bare skin, he dragged me up against his chest. His mouth was right beside my ear, his breath coming fast and harsh.

My shorts slithered down my thighs and puddled around my feet. While I stood nude from the waist down, I looked up and to the side and met his hot glare, daring him silently to act.

“I want it back.” He sounded like he was trying to keep his cool.

“And I’ll return it,” I agreed, swallowing hard. Was I really going to do this? But I already was, doing it. Now I just had to get him to do it too. “But first you have to spank me like you mean it. I mean… don’t I deserve it?”

I saw the surprise in his icy blue gaze a moment before his eyes narrowed. And then he moved, not letting go of my arm as he sat in the chair. He yanked me over his lap, his strong, bare thighs riding my ribs and my belly.

“Why are you doing this?” His voice was almost a whisper, like maybe he didn’t want to know.

Bent over with blood rushing to my head wasn’t a situation exactly conducive to lying, so I answered him honestly.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m curious. And this feels... good.”

“Me spanking your ass feels good?”

“My bare ass... please.” I nodded.

I wasn’t a virgin. But I also wasn’t very experienced. I knew enough to understand that he’d sparked something inside me. Something that wanted his punishment, his control. I felt feminine and helpless, and so thoroughly excited I thought I might get off like this, bent over him, his hand smacking me until my ass was hot and my pussy so wet I’d dampen his thigh.

Just the thought was getting me off.

He laid his hand on the curve of my bottom, tentatively, not giving me its weight. Like he was fighting with himself, trying to make the right decision—but he was tempted to give me what I’d asked for. What I deserved.

What I wanted.

What I knew he wanted.

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