Chapters (31)
- About This Book
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
- Don't miss out!
- Further Reading: All at Once
- Also By Brill Harper
The life I’ve been working toward is a good one. I know nothing is perfect, and being the mayor of a small town isn’t the same as running for Congress—but I think my parents assume I’ll go further than my dad, and I’ve always assumed I would too. When I expressed an interest in following in his footsteps, they were thrilled, but always told me I could do more good than even he did. And he’s my hero.
They would not approve of the fact that I just taught my little sister’s best friend how to suck cock so well that she took two in her mouth at once for a few minutes. And I should hate the fact that I’m not being the son they think I am right now.
But I don’t.
Shane thinks I’m too serious, that my college days should be filled with having fun and getting pussy. Marriage should be way down the road. But I’ve always been more invested in my future than my present—which is one of the reasons our particular friendship works so well. He helps me relax and have fun, and hopefully I’m helping him to get a little more serious.
But Penelope, she’s not like anyone I know.
“Both of you need to relax,” Shane says out loud, his voice startling in the quiet. “I can hear you both thinking and it’s harshing my mellow.”
I make eye contact with him over the girl between us. He’s right. Nobody did anything we didn’t want to do. And now it’s my job to make sure she doesn’t backslide into doubt.
It’s a messed-up honor that she’s been trusting us to tutor her about sex. But it’s a responsibility too. The taboo factor of our arrangement is sky-high, but I don’t want her to feel ashamed.
I kiss her forehead. “I can’t believe you were able to keep your glasses on through all that.”
Shane laughs. “Dude, she’s even still clothed.”
He’s right about that too. The two of us are naked, and Penelope is wearing her tank top and pajama bottoms. And her bedclothes are still wet and sticky with the come of two horny college guys.
Shane rolls away first. “Little bit, I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again. You are some kind of serious sex witch. I didn’t know I could come that hard.”
I give her shoulders a squeeze. “You okay?”
She nods shakily. “Do you think I’m...too slutty?”