BIG BROTHER'S BACK! AND LITTLE SIS HAS A SURPRISE...
Without warning, Krissy's badass step-brother returns, a year after he stormed out and left the family in a rage. Zach's reappearance makes her taboo urges throb like never before.
Big brother gained wisdom and a few more tattoos while he was away, but he's still the same man at heart: kind, protective, and panty drenching gorgeous. When a new argument with their parents sends Zach running, Krissy throws herself at him and follows.
His new condo is only a short motorcycle ride away. And once there, Krissy plans to confess everything for his love, even if she has to offer him her virginity and her fertile little womb...
Warning: This story features taboo breeding sex, Brother-Sister love, and explicit language.
Word count: 10,000+ words.
My gaze fell to the hard lump in the middle of his jeans. I didn't want to look there, but my eyes wandered, as if they needed to remind me all about the magnificent prize that waited if I only confessed everything.
“Zach, I have something I need to tell you.” I paused, swallowing hard for the final push. “I want you bad, big brother. I know it's wrong – but I don't care! I want you to do anything you want to me. Strip me, take my virginity, bite and suck at me and don't hold anything back. Kiss me, use me, mark me!”
Brother's dark eyes lit with instant fire. The flames danced in his eyes, drawing me closer like a helpless moth at night.
For the first time, I saw him shaking just a little. It only lasted for a few seconds before he regained control.
“Krissy...do you know what you're saying?” He asked, his chiseled face only inches from mine.
My arms rolled up and hooked around his neck. Hot breath hissed out my lips, kissing his face with my steam, and then flicked open as I answered.
“Oh, yes. I'm telling you my greatest secret, but now I want to do much more than talk. Please, Zach, let me show you exactly what I need, more than words can ever tell.”
I wasn't sure if he closed the small gap between us or I did. Regardless, one second later my lips were smashed against his, so fast and sudden that I moaned loudly into his mouth.
Zach fought my involuntary pleasure cries with his tongue. He shoved his way past my lips, searching for mine. When he found it, he circled his wicked tongue around mine like a lasso, wet and insanely wonderful.
I melted in his arms, opening my legs. Zach reached to my back and pulled me onto him.
I clung to him like a starving woman stuck to a canteen, filling myself with his nourishing kisses, the kind of sultry heat I'd been deprived of for so long. My sex pulsed hard, restless and wet, just as eager as my mouth to be filled with him.
With his tongue probing deep, he swung me around, pulling away from my lips after he'd crushed me into the soft leather. I stared up at him, my hair a sweaty mess.
It was cool in his apartment, but my body didn't care. If I'd been magically transported to Iceland just then, I would've melted everything.
“Oh, little Sis, we can't just fool around here,” he said, his voice one octave above a growl. “Once we start, I can't stop. Scratch that – I won't stop. Think you can handle that?”
I licked my lips, answering him by opening my legs and wrapping them around his flanks. He grunted, satisfied, and dove into me, showering me with kisses.
The race was on, a fevered marathon bigger than either of us. I had to keep going, melding my body to his – naked soon – knowing the inferno wouldn't cool until my womb rippled and sucked at his hardness.
It wouldn't stop until his seed flooded deep inside me, drowning me forever in his burning torrent.