When Cara comes home from college, she is disappointed to find that her beloved stepbrother isn’t there to greet her. A costume party seems just the thing to cheer her up. There, she meets a masked man who is unbelievably sexy… and more than a little familiar. She’s in for the surprise of her life when the ...
When Cara comes home from college, she is disappointed to find that her beloved stepbrother isn’t there to greet her. A costume party seems just the thing to cheer her up. There, she meets a masked man who is unbelievably sexy… and more than a little familiar. She’s in for the surprise of her life when the sexy stranger is revealed to be her stepbrother!
I pressed my mouth to his in a hungry kiss. Our masks smashed together awkwardly. I pulled mine off and tossed it carelessly across the room.
“Your turn,” I said, moving my hips beneath his. “Let me see you.”
Before I could protest, he kissed me again. His strong tongue pushed through my lips roughly, swirling around my own tongue. I sucked at him, treating our kiss like a blowjob. He moaned into my mouth. His mask scratched my face. The texture of it was maddening!
I pulled away from him, frowning. Raising up onto my elbows, I stared at him. Each possibility ran through my mind. I knew he wasn’t ugly. I could see enough of his face to determine that. What was it then? Could he be someone I’d known once, maybe a boy from school? I quickly tried to recall all the boys I’d gone after (whether successfully or not) and the ones who’d gone after me. No. He wasn’t one of them.
And yet he was still so damned familiar somehow…
I was sure of it. He and I had met before.
“Who are you?” I asked. “Just tell me. Please.”
“I can’t.” His voice was uncomfortable, either because of his reluctance, his erection, or both.
“Why not?” I tried to sound as gentle as possible. “What are you afraid of?”
He certainly didn’t need to be afraid. There was no way I was going to reject him now. My body wanted him too much.
He moved forward, positioning himself over me again. “You’re better off not knowing. Trust me.”
“Because…” He hesitated, looking down at me. I could see the faintest sliver of his eyes through the holes of the mask. His jaw was set in a grim expression.
God, he was so familiar!
“Because you’d never forgive me.”
I blinked, startled. “Why?” What could possibly have made me so angry?
“Cara, please.” There was genuine worry in his voice. “I want you. I’ve wanted you for the longest time. You like this, don’t you? Why ruin it?”
I touched his chest lightly, hoping to comfort him. “It won’t ruin it, I promise. I swear. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before. Whatever you look like, whoever you are¸ I’m not going anywhere.”
He stared at me for several moments in heavy silence. Then, sighing, he raised his hands and pulled off the mask, revealing a face I knew all too well…
Annabeth Lake is a former Southern belle turned international traveler who loves to share her sexiest thoughts with her readers. With an ever-increasing catalogue of erotic stories, she hopes to have a little something for everybody.