Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 30(@200wpm)___ 24(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 5915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 30(@200wpm)___ 24(@250wpm)___ 20(@300wpm)
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Chapter One
MAE
A rocking sensation slowly awakens me from my dreams. The creaking sound becomes louder, and it takes me a second to realize that it’s my bed. When a warm breath tickles the hairs on my neck, I blink slowly as I try to understand what’s happening.
I’m on my side with my arms wrapped tightly around my favorite stuffed animal, Bingo.
“Stay asleep,” my brother growls into my ear. He’s holding my thigh to keep it in place as his hips jerk rapidly.
My teeth sink into my lower lip, and I can feel his cock thrusting against my bare sex. With each slide of his cock between my legs, the motion becomes erratic, almost frantic. The bed creaks louder until he suddenly stops, and a low groan rumbles from him.
Hunter's body is solid behind me when I feel a warm wetness against my sex. After that, my brother goes completely lax and buries his face against my neck. He breathes deeply before nipping at my neck and making me let out a small gasp.
“You better not say a word about this,” he orders almost cruelly before leaving my bed.
I peek through my lashes in time to see him walk naked around my bed and grab my panties from off the floor. He must have taken them off of me when I was sleeping. I know for sure when Daddy tucked me in last night I still had them on.
I watch as he uses my panties to wipe off his cock, but then he turns his head in my direction, and I squeeze my eyes shut. Hunter slides them back into place before pulling my blanket over me. After that I can hear him moving around the room and getting ready for the day.
We’ve always shared a room, but the last few months, things have started to change. When I was younger and scared of the dark, he’d get into bed with me and tell me stories until I fell asleep. That stopped a long time ago, but over the last few months, he’s been in my bed a lot more.
I caught him masturbating several times, and he never tried to hide it. He would lie in his bed and stroke his cock, and sometimes he would say rude things to me while he did it. I did my best to ignore it or pull the blankets over my head and pretend it wasn’t happening.
My once sweet and protective brother has changed, and now it’s changing me too. My body has started to feel differently when I watch him, and curiosity is getting the better of me. It’s not only Hunter that’s doing things they shouldn’t. I’m doing them now too.
I make sure not to open my eyes again until I hear him leave the bedroom. The second he’s gone, I sit up and pull the blanket off to see what he did to me. There’s cum all over me, and it’s made my panties sticky.
“Sweetheart,” Daddy calls and I jerk the blanket back over me as my bedroom door opens. I don’t know how much trouble I’ll be in if Daddy finds out what Hunter has been doing.
Daddy stands there in one of his fancy suits ready for work. I know he has court today, so he won’t be home. He mostly works from home, but sometimes he has to go in. I checked his calendar to make sure. “Come eat your breakfast and say goodbye to your brother. It’s his first day at his new job.”
“Okay.” I get out of bed and pull the bottom of my nightshirt down to make sure it covers everything. It’s not easy because it only drops an inch past my panties.
Daddy is still standing at the doorway waiting on me as I walk past him. “Gotta pay the toll,” he teases me, making me smile. I raise my tiptoes to kiss his cheek, but Daddy turns his head, and our lips touch.
“Sorry, Daddy.” I blush.
“It’s fine, sweetheart.” He pats my bottom, but my panties are wet and I don’t want him to find out.
“Hey, I’m too old for spankings.” I pretend to huff and jerk away.
"You're never too old for whatever your Daddy wants to do to you." He smiles, but his face is tense like he’s serious.
I’m probably reading too much into it because I’m trying to hide what Hunter did to me this morning. I’m sure he’s only messing with me.
When I enter the kitchen, Hunter is leaning against the counter. His eyes come straight to me, and I feel like he can see through my already thin shirts.
Hunter is wearing jeans and a simple white T-shirt that pulls tight across his muscular chest. He’s been slowly adding tattoos up and down his arms for the past couple of years, and now they stand out.