~ASHTON~

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why does every second of this feel like the only thing I've ever wanted?

Why do my hands move like they were fucking born to worship her skin, tracing the curve of her waist, gripping her hips like they're the only thing anchoring me to this earth?

She's my stepsister.

I have a mate waiting somewhere out there in the real world, a girl I'm supposed to claim, supposed to build a life with.

But right now, none of that exists. The only ...