My Best Friend Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste Novels & Stories

Instead, he leans in, brushes his thumb along the corner of my mouth slowly, then licks the smear off his thumb clean with a low, throaty groan. “Delicious,” he murmurs. This perverted man, he means tasting the food from my mouth. I'm about to smile, but my expression freezes when I see all eyes staring at us. How could Brother be so careless? I can't believe I've been enjoying this out in the open. “Hey, don’t worry about them,” he says, taking my hand across the table. “This is wrong.” I whisper. “No,” he says with unshakable confidence. “It’s fate,” he adds, and I find myself unable to challenge him.

I taste so sweet that I might get addicted to tasting myself off my stepbrother's mouth. I have my eyes tightly shut as stepbrother sticks his tongue into my mouth, and lets the pink muscle transfer the sweet taste from my own pussy unto mine. The kiss is filthier than what a first kiss should be but I don't care, not when I feel this good. I want more. My stepbrother pulls back and grabs my pajamas shirt by the top button and pulls on it carelessly, the rough tug makes the buttons pop and I let out a squeak of surprise as my tits are completely exposed for his dark eyes.

And of course, I could hear the familiar sound of moaning coming from the speakers. My heart stopped. My blood, however did not. It rushed to my face in a hot wave of both horror and humiliation, because the person keenly watching what had been my secret for years isn't just anyone. It's Jayden Holt. My brother’s best friend. The six-foot-something ex–varsity hockey god with a jawline sharp enough to shave ice and broad shoulders that made even sweaters look indecent. The same dude I’d had an embarrassing crush on since I was thirteen.

Maya asked. “No, she doesn't,” I said quickly. “And Ethan?” “He doesn’t know either. Not yet.” Maya rubbed her forehead. “Wow...” "I didn't know. Maya, I swear I didn't know. And now that I do, and I can't... I can't do this. I can’t see Ethan anymore." "Why not? Is it not even better that he's your best friend's brother?" Maya asked, looking confused. I looked up at her like she'd lost her mind. I started shaking my head. "Maya, you don't understand; you don't get it."

Blurb Sabrina Daniels has spent years quietly pining for her older brother’s closest friend—the star forward and team captain, Ronan Dickson. When her parents leave the country for several months, she’s more than happy to move into the house her brother shares with Ronan… until the night she finally confesses how she feels and he turns her down. Shattered and embarrassed, Sabrina does her best to stay out of his way. But living under the same roof—and the undeniable pull that still crackles between them—makes distance almost impossible. Ronan may have rejected her, yet he never pulls away when she tests the boundary again. What begins as stolen, secret kisses quickly deepens into

Deciding that I would like to suffer a little less, I close the freezer with the one bowl in hand, only to almost trip back at the sight that welcomes me as I turn around. My brother and a guy that I would recognize anywhere and anytime, Sinclair Leovough AKA my brother's best friend AKA my childhood stupid crush AKA the first guy I've ever felt strong feelings towards but sadly, takes me as a little sister AKA the biggest fuck boy I've ever met. Even worse than Vince, walking down the stairs. He has changed and I can't decide if it's in a bad way or a good way because damn! Boy grew hotter! He rolls his tongue around his lip ring as he smiles to something my brother is saying, his single le

In a world like this, it's better to kill first than be killed first. He closed his eyes and deep breath in his brother scent it was unique, earthy, and yet smokey like with a hint of a sweet and cold scent, he knows he smelled somewhere but he doesn't remember where exactly, nevertheless it's his favorite smell in the universe, remembering the night before the original and his brother, he couldn't help but look the memories over.

Iris’s POV Easton Andersen, the future Alpha of the Silver Peak Pack, my big brother, will be back home today. I was informed by Noah, the son of our Beta David, also Easton’s close friend. Hmm..Of course, I don’t believe he is here for Olivia’s birthday party, that’s my mother, not his. When I last saw him was 2 months ago, and the last words I got from him were" Fuck off".He hates Olivia, and he hates me, even though I thought he loved me three years ago.

I winked. "So I'm that easy to forget." He fake gasped to which I chuckled in return. "My brother told me that what happened is actually for the best, because it wouldn't have worked out between us, so trust me I'm not jealous." I smiled. He sighed and gave me a happy smile. "Thank GOD! So we good? "Yeah we good." I smiled back, "You ain't getting rid of me any time soon, but," I spoke with a serious smile. "If you dare hurt my bestfriend or even make her sad I_ would_ hunt_ you down_ and castrate you_ got it?

How did he even find out about the incident? Even though my family is part of his pack, my mother and sister don’t communicate with him outside of pack business. My brother does, though. Since he's Gamma and James’ best friend. That’s the only thing I dislike about my brother. I always wonder if he was on my side or not at times. “ Isn’t that strange, though?” Ramirez asked Kravis as he walked over to the table. “ Please tell me you’re not taking this bastard’s side?” Kravis asked Ramirez as he walked away from me as well.