D-Drama

Forced to share a horse with her worst enemy on a camping trip, Sloane thinks it is pure torture—until Cole's hands slide from her aching hips to places no stepbrother should ever touch. By the campfire he acts like nothing happened, but late at night she catches him behind an oak tree, one hand shoved in his sweatpants, growling her name. The next day on the trail he drops the act completely. His fingers inside her. His cock buried deep. His voice in her ear: "You are mine. Especially when I make you a mama."​Four months later their parents show up unannounced—walking straight into the bedroom to find Cole pinning her to the mattress, an ultrasound resting in plain sight on the nightstand. With their filthy taboo finally exposed, will the family survive, or is Cole's psychotic obsession just beginning?

Forced to share a horse with her worst enemy on a camping trip, Sloane thinks it is pure torture—until Cole's hands slide from her aching hips to places no stepbrother should ever touch. By the campfire he acts like nothing happened, but late at night she catches him behind an oak tree, one hand shoved in his sweatpants, growling her name. The next day on the trail he drops the act completely. His fingers inside her. His cock buried deep. His voice in her ear: "You are mine. Especially when I make you a mama."​Four months later their parents show up unannounced—walking straight into the bedroom to find Cole pinning her to the mattress, an ultrasound resting in plain sight on the nightstand. With their filthy taboo finally exposed, will the family survive, or is Cole's psychotic obsession just beginning?

Forced to share a horse with her worst enemy on a camping trip, Sloane thinks it is pure torture—until Cole's hands slide from her aching hips to places no stepbrother should ever touch. By the campfire he acts like nothing happened, but late at night she catches him behind an oak tree, one hand shoved in his sweatpants, growling her name. The next day on the trail he drops the act completely. His fingers inside her. His cock buried deep. His voice in her ear: "You are mine. Especially when I make you a mama."​Four months later their parents show up unannounced—walking straight into the bedroom to find Cole pinning her to the mattress, an ultrasound resting in plain sight on the nightstand. With their filthy taboo finally exposed, will the family survive, or is Cole's psychotic obsession just beginning?

Forced to share a horse with her worst enemy on a camping trip, Sloane thinks it is pure torture—until Cole's hands slide from her aching hips to places no stepbrother should ever touch. By the campfire he acts like nothing happened, but late at night she catches him behind an oak tree, one hand shoved in his sweatpants, growling her name. The next day on the trail he drops the act completely. His fingers inside her. His cock buried deep. His voice in her ear: "You are mine. Especially when I make you a mama."​Four months later their parents show up unannounced—walking straight into the bedroom to find Cole pinning her to the mattress, an ultrasound resting in plain sight on the nightstand. With their filthy taboo finally exposed, will the family survive, or is Cole's psychotic obsession just beginning?

Forced to share a horse with her worst enemy on a camping trip, Sloane thinks it is pure torture—until Cole's hands slide from her aching hips to places no stepbrother should ever touch. By the campfire he acts like nothing happened, but late at night she catches him behind an oak tree, one hand shoved in his sweatpants, growling her name. The next day on the trail he drops the act completely. His fingers inside her. His cock buried deep. His voice in her ear: "You are mine. Especially when I make you a mama."​Four months later their parents show up unannounced—walking straight into the bedroom to find Cole pinning her to the mattress, an ultrasound resting in plain sight on the nightstand. With their filthy taboo finally exposed, will the family survive, or is Cole's psychotic obsession just beginning?