Forbidden Desire Read online Jordan Silver

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Forbidden Desire
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Jordan Silver
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B08F4HD1ZP
Book Information:
When my dad married her mom she was supposed to be no more than my new little sister, the daughter my dad always wanted. But things don't always go as planned. I didn't set out to fall for her, I was too busy enjoying my senior year of high school amd being the star quaterback and all that entails to want to settle for anyone. But those big woeful eyes and that soft unassuming way of hers soon got under my skin. It was the rumors that started it. Until news of his prowess reached my ears he was just the new stepbrother life had saddled me with. We got along fine at first as we settled into our new family dynamic. But it wasn't long before I started wondering if the rumors were true and found myself dying to find out for myself. His resistance only made me want him even more.
Books by Author:	Jordan Silver

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I spread my legs wider and shook my head from side to side on the pillow, biting into my lip to hide my screams of pleasure as the head between my thighs moved back and forth, and that tongue did amazing things to my pussy.

My tummy tightened as I felt yet another orgasm rush through me, and he lapped up my juices before shoving his tongue back inside me for more. It was the first time we’d had such leisure, the first time he’d eaten my pussy so well because we didn’t have to hurry.

I tugged on my nipples as my hips lifted off the bed, and he grabbed my ass in his hands and brought me closer to his mouth. When I felt my body begin to shake with the onslaught of another orgasm, my fingers gripped his too-long hair as I tried to pull him even closer.

I didn’t want the wild, untamed feelings ever to end, to lose his tongue from my depths, but I wanted to feel him inside me now, filling me up with his wonderful cock. My legs trembled at the thought and the remembered feeling of bliss I always get when he takes me.

I tugged on his hair in a silent plea for him to come to me. He pulled his tongue out of me and nibbled on my inner thighs teasingly before easing up my body beneath the covers that had hidden his head from view just a few seconds ago.

“Open your mouth!” I did as he ordered and tasted my pussy on his tongue when he forced it past my lips. I held my breath and awaited the now familiar feeling of the cold precum covered tip of his cock as it sought entrance into my hot tight body.

He teased me there a little, letting the hard ridge that ran along the bottom of his cock rub back and forth along my clit. On the last downward slide, he let his cock find my slit and started to ease it into me.

I exhaled a harsh breath as I felt his length slipping into me, once again marveling at the fact I could take all of him inside my much smaller body. It’s only the fourth or fifth time we’ve done this, but already I’m so familiar with that sweet burn I get from him stretching me, and I craved it.

It’s like I’ve become obsessed with feeling the pain of his too-large dick stretching me, and I want it all the time now. I want the ache I feel between my thighs as I sit at the breakfast table with the others that had no idea of what had happened here in my bed the night before.

I imagined the way our bodies looked as they moved together, and my pussy grew hot. I imagined owning his cock for myself, never having to share it with anyone, that he’d forget all the others he had before and choose only me.

My moans were growing louder as he started fucking me hard, and he covered my mouth with his hand, as he looked down into my eyes in the moonlight and fucked into me nice and slow so that the bed didn’t squeak.

We couldn’t have that, couldn’t alert the rest of the house to the fact that we were engaged in this illicit act. We both knew we were taking a risk, but the need, the pull was sometimes too strong. The only reason it was only our fifth time in three days is because of that need for secrecy.

Usually, there was too much movement in the house, too many different bedtimes for the home’s occupants. But with the snowstorm that had come through a few hours ago, knocking out the power and shrouding the place in darkness, we’d caught a break.

He’d snuck into my room mere minutes after everyone had decided it was best to go to bed early since no one had remembered to buy candles or oil for the old fashioned lamps mom likes to keep around for show.

I stopped thinking about anything else as I felt his cock reaching deep inside me. The way he looked at me made the blood heat in my veins, and the pleasure between my thighs intensified with each slow thrust.

I didn’t blink, and neither did he as I felt his cock swell even more inside me. I was so wet, wetter than the other times even. It was the whole idea of the house being awake in the dark as we fucked each other blind. I could even hear the din of voices coming from down the hall.

“Your pussy’s so wet.” He whispered the words in my ears, and his lip touched the very tip sending shivers down my spine. I clutched at him harder, digging my nails into his back, making him hiss as he licked my cheek.


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