Double Pleasure: Alpha Male Taboo Forbidden Romance by Heidi Hunter Read Free Book Online

eyes, I slowed down slightly. I wanted the moment to last forever. I knew that wasn't possible, but with all the emotions and hormones running through my body, it was all I could do not to come right away myself. He felt huge inside me as the friction continued to build up. All the sexual tension between us was finally coming to a boil.
    Before he came, I climbed off. He looked down at me as if I'd just shot him or called him a bad name, but he didn't complain when I took him into my mouth. One of my hands slid up and down his smooth, slick shaft as I kept the tip right in front of my mouth. I stared at him, loving the way his face contorted as he got closer and closer to coming.
    Then I felt the base of his cock twitch. I knew what was coming next. He grunted as I gave him one final, firm tug. I swallowed as much of his creamy seed as I could. When he was finally done shaking, I moved my hand away then leaned forward to lick him clean. When that was done, I curled up beside him for a moment.
    Neither of us talked. We didn't need to speak words to communicate. Both of us knew. After a few minutes, we went to clean up. I let him use the bathroom by himself first before going in. The line we had crossed was back in play – at least for the time being. We didn't mention it to each other, but we spent a lot of time together.
    That summer was the best ever. After that first time, we never fooled around again. Both of us got married within two years of our sexual encounter. What was strange was that we were closer than ever before. We weren't really brother and sister, but I felt as if we were for the first time in my life. I loved him. He loved me. And that was all that mattered to either of us.
     

Bonus Story 2

Dirty College Party

One

Carissa
     
    Jane’s Addiction poured out of speakers across the room as Amy and I sat on the couch in our shared living room. She wasn’t the smartest woman on the planet - by any means - but she helped pay the bills and I put up with her.
    “Come on, it’s going to be one of our last college parties,” she whined.
    I sighed. “Sure, okay.”
    “Yay!” Her excitement was not contagious. “I have the perfect costume idea for you,” she continued.
    “What is it?”
    “Wait. You want to hear about my costume first?”
    A few more months, and I can get a place of my own, I thought to myself as I smiled at her. “Sure, what’s your costume?”
    “Sexy cupid.” A wild look crept into her eyes. “Do you like it? Huh?”
    “Common, but I think you can pull it off.” I paused, wondering if I really wanted the answer to my next question. “What’s mine?”
    “Sexy joint.”
    “What the fuck is a sexy joint?” I asked, not even able to imagine.
    “It’s a costume that’s going to help us both get laid tonight.”
    “Whoa. Hold on. Wait a minute. I never agreed to anything like that,” I said, anxiety flaring up.
    “This is our senior year, dear. We have to go out with a bang.”
    “Don’t you mean to say you want to get banged?”
    “Well, duh. Yeah.”
    She smiled, winking her eyes repeatedly at me. I shook my head and laughed.
    “Okay, let’s do this,” I said. “How the hell do I become a sexy joint?”
    “Well, what kind of guys do you want to attract tonight?”
    “You know, the good ones, I guess.”
    “Nuh-uh. Not tonight. You want a bad boy for a one-night stand.”
    “I’m not in the danger scene,” I said, frowning.
    “We’ll be safe. Don’t worry.” She stood up and walked toward the stairs. “Come to my room with me. We need to get our costumes on.”
    I got up and walked over to her.
    “Are there going to be a lot of people at this party?” I asked as we walked upstairs.
    “Probably. That’s why we’re going to drink a little before we leave. By the time we walk to the party, you’re going to be feeling fine, girlfriend. Woo!”
    We made it to her bedroom, which was a disaster area. How does she live like this? She rushed over to a box