*** A Sexy Standalone ***
Look, but don't touch...
Thriving land developer Zander King lives to work and works to win. He’s tightly wound, in complete control, and by the book. When he learns the person blocking the biggest deal of his career is his gorgeous, laid-back stepsister, he’s determined to make her see things his way. But she’s so damned irresistible…all he can think about is her, naked and writhing beneath him.
Landscape photographer Savannah Morrissette’s happy place is behind the camera. Vistas, sunrises and sunsets nourish her free-spirited soul and liberate her from her past. When misfortune strikes, she’s reunited with her breathtakingly beautiful stepbrother. The one who dominated her naughty teenage fantasies. And she can’t stop the overpowering urge to live them out—in every dirty way imaginable.
With his business in jeopardy and her photo shoot imploding, Zander and Savannah must work together as temptation escalates to a dizzying crescendo. Lusting after each other is wrong on too many levels. But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
What readers are saying...
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "I have been an avid reader of Stoni’s books and was blown away by Beautiful Stepbrother. So what are my favorite parts of this book? ALL OF IT! For a long time I felt like every "stepbrother" trope was sounding the same. Then BAM! Here comes Stoni and she delivers something special. ~ Crystal's Bookworld
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ “A perfect read by my all-time favourite author. Stoni puts a different, superbly written spin on a ‘stepbrother’ trope…finding the middle ground in this complicated relationship. A story of how opposites can and do attract, with a white-hot, slow burn of an oh-so-romantic, beautiful, taboo storyline… one I can highly recommend." ~ Anne, Goodreads reviewer
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ “Stoni knows how to grab the reader and bring them ALL.THE.FEELS. I was very quickly lost in Zander's and Savannah's plight...This is a standalone book and I definitely recommend this read!” ~ Books According to Abby
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ “I was hooked on Stoni Alexander books from the very first one, and this book is no different. The story draws you in from the very first page. I started the book and could not put it down until I was done. The sexual tension between Savannah and Zander burns the pages.” ~ Sahar, Amazon reviewer
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ “This isn't the same old stepbrother trope. It's more. I loved the way the story flowed, how I got involved right from the very start and hoping that these two would see what was right in front of them. I have loved this author from the very first book that I have read and it hasn't changed.” ~ Kick Back & Review
She spun around and her heart leapt into her throat. Ohmygod, it’s him. Zander sat at the table behind her, oozing his private brand of confident sophistication and brimming with raw sensuality. Despite her wildly beating heart, she wasn’t going to let on he’d just rocked her world. He hadn’t hunted her down in New Mexico to pay her a social call, and she had no intention of caving to his demands simply because he’d flown halfway across the country to see her.
Her lips curved. “Small world, Slick.”
“Hello, Savannah.” His husky voice, coupled with that devilish gleam made her tremble.
She gave him the once over. Yesterday’s tailored suit, a light pink dress shirt, but he’d ditched the tie. She wanted to run her tongue over the exposed skin on his chest and taste every delicious inch of him. Does he know he brings the heat every damn time? He’s gotta know. “I didn’t peg you for an eavesdropper.” She kicked out the chair Gerard had vacated.
With his drink in hand, he rose. His movement was deliberate, calculated. He held her in his sights like a raptor tracking its prey. Tilting her head, she soaked up all his masculine hotness. Those deliciously broad shoulders gave way to a wide chest and a nice, tight torso. Bulging thighs pressed against the dark suit.
Pinning her with an unwavering gaze, he leaned down. Her insides tightened in anticipation of his kiss, his warm, minty breath heating her down to her toes. But he stopped shy of her cheek.
“My bad,” he murmured. “I almost kissed you hello. We can’t have that, now can we?”
Had her uptight stepbrother changed his tactic? Traded his aggressive approach for a more playful one?
Though her heart hadn’t stopped banging against her ribcage, she offered nothing more than a sly smile. “No, we can’t.” She pointed to the empty chair. “Sit.”