A Test of Love – Chasing Love Read Online Kenya Wright

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
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But that was then, this is now.

I shoved her away, maybe harder than I needed to, but I didn’t want to stop and that very fact made me mad. “Don’t do that again.”

“Go ahead. Lick your lips.”

“What?”

“Lick your lips.” Her chest rose and fell like she’d been running or at least happily jumping down. She was out of breath and blushing. “You always lick your lips after kissing me. Do it.”

“No.” Of course, I would when she turned away. I loved tasting her on my mouth. It made me crazy. The fact that she knew that pissed me off even more.

“You miss me, too.”

“I never said I didn’t. That doesn’t mean you kiss me,” I said through clenched teeth. “You do that again and I stop coming around you.”

“Oh, Devil, come and get me!” She raised her hands in the air. “I kissed my brother. We’re now all going to hell. But hey, I don’t know. Maybe because it’s so fucked up, God will give us a pass. Don’t siblings kiss sometimes anyway?”

“Not the way you just fucking did.”

“Don’t curse at me.”

I got up from my blanket. My dick had no shame. He pushed the front of my jeans out, announcing to Viv that I was more than willing to pound into her.

Sister. She’s your damned sister!

“That’s not cool. I’m serious, Viv.” I gathered my blanket and did a rush with folding it. “Come on. I don’t want to leave you out here by yourself.”

“I’m staying.” She sat up and pulled off her shirt, leaving only a bra on. I froze. Her pale flesh just begged to be bitten. Those round mounds of flesh on top of her chest looked perfect for me to slide my dick between them. Back in her apartment, she would lie down on the couch, squeeze those beautiful breasts together, and let me slip my dick between them. In and out. In and fucking out. Every time the head of my dick poked close to her face, she swiped him with her tongue, dragging a grunt out of my core.

“Put your shirt back on.” I fisted my hands.

“Or you’re going to punch me?”

What the fuck am I going to do?

“Like you said, the sun will be out soon and I don’t like tan lines.” She put her hands behind her and unsnapped her bra. It fell to her sides. A low growl left my lips. I had no more energy to hush it away. I was hanging on for dear life. Once I spotted those stiff pink nipples, I couldn’t get my hands on my dick fast enough. How long had it been? Too damned long. The last person I’d fucked was Viv. No one else could get me hard for longer than a few seconds. No other woman could capture my attention.

“Viv.” It was more a plea than in anger. “Help me out, baby. Don’t do this to me.”

“Why not?” She pulled off her pants. Black panties slid down next. “What am I doing?”

“You know exactly what the fuck you’re doing.”

Lying down on the ground, she spread her legs. I stepped back like she’d just pulled out a gun.

Now what the fuck do I do?

“No one is here, but us,” she whispered. “Just us. Just one more time. Do me the way you always do me.”

I couldn’t resist. “How’s that, Viv?”

“You’re a beast.”

I fought the urge to lick my lips. “I can’t.”

“We’re all alone.”

“It doesn’t matter if no one is here.”

“Please.” Her voice shifted into that colorful visual where tone met illusion, and my mind remained fucked in between. I took more steps back. At this rate, I would be standing in the ocean while she lay naked and ready on the sand.

“I’m so wet for you.”

I rubbed my face with both hands. If I touched my dick, it would be over. A man like me battled with controlling urges all the time. Every day I had to fight down the need to not lose my anger with someone or steal something from someone else. Wicked shit gave me an adrenaline rush. It made my heart race and my pupils dilate until my eyes freaked out any onlooker who glanced my way.

“Maybe we don’t have to have sex.” She placed her hands on each breast and fondled her nipples. Soft moans danced on her mouth. “Maybe you can just let me suck on you for a little bit as you play with me.”

I took another step back.

“Coward.”

“Fuck you, Viv.”

“Yes. That’s right. Fuck me. Do it.”

“You don’t truly get what you’re asking.”

“The hell I don’t.”

“I’m your brother.”

“How do we even know for sure?” She held her hands out. “It was just a name on the birth certificate. Your mom was a. . .dancer and so. . .”

“She was probably a ho?”

She sighed. “I’m just saying that maybe she got pregnant by somebody else.”


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