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Author: Mmeso. L
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 23:59:53
JEREMÍAS

The door slams shut behind Caleb sealing away his annoying shouts. I let out a slow breath, the smile on my face fading.

I settle on my bed, rubbing my face. From the floor beside me, I pick up a basketball—one of the many I had—and lay down on the bed.

With a smooth flick of my wrist, I send the ball spinning on my index finger, the steady rotation satisfying me.

I wonder how Ashley can be so in love with Caleb so much that she overlooks his own flaws and bad doings.

When I
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  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    NIGHTMARE

    JEREMÍAS I stand, scanning Caleb's expression. His face is laced with tension, his jaw locked so tight I can see some muscles beneath his jaw. He's glaring at me, a mix of normal hatred and desperation in his eyes. “I'm sorry, sir. I tried to stop him,” my security head says, lowering his head with his hands straight at his sides. I give a sharp nod, signalling for him to leave. As the security head leaves, I turn my attention back to Caleb. It's like he hasn't blinked once, his glare still on me. “Where's Ashley? Why the hell did you bring her here? Caleb asks, his chest heaving as if he tackled someone to get here. I watch him with fascination as he loses his cool over an irrelevant matter. It's laughable, really, with him acting the part of a protector over a girl he doesn't give a fuck about if he hurts her feelings. If Caleb cared in the slightest, he wouldn't have mentioned anything about her past to her. But he did. The self centred fool. “Ashley! Ash!” Caleb shouts, h

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    I CAN'T LIE

    JEREMÍAS I glance at Krisoff, my hand still gripping the wheel tightly. She's looking at me, not recoiling or shocked like I thought she would. Instead, she's quiet, waiting for me to say something, with curiousity etched in her expression. Damn Caleb for bringing this up. He had dragged a past I had spent years trying to forget so I can have peace, into the light. I had wanted to leave it buried, not saying the truth just so that it can be forgotten and everyone can move on. But now, I have to tell her. And fuck, I can't lie. I never want to have to lie to her. Ever. I turn my head back to the windshield in front of me, inhaling and exhaling silently. “After an incident occurred, my mother decided we should move to Spain.” I expect another question; one that will leave me no choice but to tell her the truth. But she doesn't ask for it. It's like she's avoiding asking that specific question. “But why did only your father move with you?” she presses, her voice low. “C

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    HE'S DANGEROUS

    ASHLEY When Jeremías told me to say or ask anything, my mind was only filled with the pleasure of his cock inside of me. I didn't know what to say, but when he continued to demand, I blurted out the first thing I can think of, just so that he wouldn't pull away. Now, realising what I had asked, I was halfway regretting it because he might snap and ignore me like before.But a huge part of me is still waiting to get an answer from the question. I desperately want to know if I'm something more than just a sex partner to him. Jeremías' grip around my waist tightens, until his fingers threaten to tear open my skin. He arches his hips forward, delivering a thunderous thrust inside me that shatters my little resolve.I open my mouth fully, screaming with a deep tone, my body shuddering. He continues, thrusting two more times with the same intensity. My right hand flies up to his hair, my fingers tugging at his curls as I try to forget the pain and focus on the pleasure alone. After so

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    TALK TO ME, RAINBOW

    ASHLEY “I'll do anything you want me to do,” I mutter, my voice laced with a mixture of desperation and immediate need. My breath is shaky from his warm touch. I can feel the heat radiating off him and maybe it's just my dizzy state, but I can already see him naked from his waist down, standing this close to me.A small smirk tugs at the corner of Jeremías' lips as he looks at me, his eyes scanning every inch of my face. He loves this—the moment he knows I'm ready to always surrender fully to him. And, fuck, I love it too.“Good. Strip for me. Slow and sexy.”My heart pounds against my chest. I've not done it before, but years of watching ladies do it and a hunger to have him inside me can keep me going.He steps back a few metres to create a distance that feels like a torture of its own. He stands there, arms crossed over his muscular chest as he watches me intensely.I swallow, pulling away from the wall slightly, my fingers firm as I reach for the sleeves of my dress.I move with

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    CAN YOU STRIP?

    ASHLEY I look up, struggling to focus on the man in front of me, until the figure becomes clear. I see him. Jeremías. He is standing with his shoulders squared, his frame domineering against the club pulsing lights. His gaze is fixed on Caleb, burning with a murderous intensity that makes everywhere suddenly tense. Then, his eyes move to me. His harsh glare vanishes, replaced by a soft concern that I notice quickly. I don't say a word. My eyes are just fixed on him, my eyelids feeling heavy. He approaches me, closer, then smoothly slides an arm beneath my knees and lifts me up in his arms. I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck, my grip tight, desperate to prevent myself from falling. Jeremías then snatches my purse from where Caleb had been clutching it since we arrived here. As he turns to leave, Caleb reaches out, gripping Jeremías' shoulder. “Stay away from this, Jere,” he says, his voice rising. “She's mine.” Jeremías stops, turning to face him. His expression i

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    SLUTTY DRESS

    ASHLEY Jeremías suddenly grips my wrist, stopping me. His grip is tight, his fingers wrapped firmly. I turn, wincing in pain as I feel the same sharp sting I had felt minutes earlier. I didn't pay much attention to it then, not when my anger at him was more than a sting in my nerves. “Let go of my wrist,” I say, my voice lacing with a mix of fury, disappointment and sharp pain. Jeremías releases my hand, but he doesn't back down. He stands perfectly still, a step away from me. He doesn't seem bothered by my glare; he's just watching me with that predatory calm. “Let me drop you off wherever you're going,” he says, his voice lacking his usual firm tone. “Thank you, but I'll find my way.” I turn and storm towards the front door, slamming it shut behind me with a force enough to rattle the glass. After more than a week of ghosting me, he walks back into my life with no explanation, expecting me to just let him in. And fuck it, I would have let him in without hesitation, beca

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    UGLY TOO

    ASHLEY “Caleb!” What the hell? After all the ‘thinking about it’ and needing just closure, I find him inside a pool, tongue in tongue with a Spanish that ghosts him. I wish he doesn't know how to swim. I can just push them far apart and watch him struggle to get to her. He jerks his head arou

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    GOTTEN CLOSURE

    JEREMÍAS I surely didn't expect Caleb to bring anyone with him as he was coming, and especially not her. I knew they were best friends but I didn't know she was far different from how Caleb had described her the last time he visited alone. But she? She's pretty and delicate, in a way that make

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    NOT OFFICIALLY

    ASHLEY Ohhh. So, he's the distant first Cruz brother in the family. Caleb never really talked about him, but whenever his mum suggested he was going to visit his brother in Spain, he would refuse, saying that he likes how they barely know each other. “Your name.” “Huh?” “What's the name, los

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    HIS STEPBROTHER

    ASHLEY I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing red. My hands are resting on Caleb's warm chest muscle. “Yes. Definitely you and I,” he says, his smile sheepish. “If you want, it can happen now. I can quickly call up Josh for you while I have my share of fun with Mirabel. My face quickly stiffens an

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