Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Table of Contents
- About This Book
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- 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
- Epilogue
- Preview of Love Unexpected
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
I find the top of his briefs and slowly pull them down. I see a crop of thick but trimmed and groomed pubic hair first. I bite my lip, wanting to run my tongue through it before lowering it more and more and more until his whole dick is exposed to me. Cum drips from the tip and I watch in fascination as it slides down his shaft and touches his balls. I blink several times as I take in the realization that I’m staring at my brother’s dick.
Holy fucking shit.
Chapter Six
I stare down at the sight in front of me. My baby sister, who also happens to be my favorite person in the world is staring up at me. Her big brown eyes are so innocent as she lets her tongue drag up my shaft. I grip the countertop behind me to steady myself because the look and feeling of that velvety pink tongue running over me is enough to make me lose my balance.
“Is that okay?” Her voice is breathy but confident as she blinks her eyes several times.
I grip her chin and rub my finger over her bottom lip. “It’s perfect, Gab, and as much as I want you to suck my cock between those beautiful full lips of yours, I want to do so many more things to you first.”
I pull her to her feet in front of me and reluctantly slide my briefs back up over my cock despite the fact that it’s screaming at me to get inside of her somehow. I kick off my sweats, opting not to put them back on, and cup her cheeks gently. “Like kiss you for one.”
She lets out a sigh that makes my cock ache even more. Her eyes flutter closed and her tongue darts out to wet her pink lips. I push my hands back further into her dark brown hair. I know she hates when anyone touches it, but I’ve always been the one exception. She moans at the touch. “I love when you play with my hair.”