A Family Affair (A Taboo Tale #2) Read Online Free PDF

your tongue down
Sara’s throat. I think you can drop the auntie act.”
    Jess scowled, her lips becoming a thin line.
“Don’t be a jerk, Davis. Aunt Sara made this beautiful meal and I
put on a nice dress. Let’s just enjoy what’s left of our evening.”
She rolled her eyes as Davis refilled his empty wine glass to the
rim.
    “ Here, here!” he said with a
dopey grin. “Here’s to a delicious dinner with two delicious
women.”
    Jess shot her aunt a look and Sara slid from
the table, slipping the wine bottle.
    “ How about some water?” Sara
said brightly. It’ll get us nice and lubricated for
dessert.”
    Davis let out a guffaw like she’d just
dropped the funniest joke he’d ever heard. “Lubrication.”
    Jess sipped her lemonade in silence, trying
to not go back to her last experience with a drunk Davis. She’d
been so depressed about the baby that she’d ignored the red flags.
She’d just wanted to fuck him.
    She reached across the table and squeezed his
hand. “Take it easy, okay?”
    “ You’re the boss,” he
winked.
    She’d put money on his dick being good and
swollen if she rested her hand in his lap, but she didn’t want to
reward his behavior. He was being rude to Aunt Sara, the sister he
only saw on special occasions. When he got a little liquor in his
system, he became a complete stranger…or was this the real Davis
underneath it all?
    Aunt Sara came back to the table with a
pitcher of water. “So it’s your first year at Creighton,
Jessica?”
    “ Yeah,” Jess said, eager for
a topic change. “And I-”
    “ You remember the summer
before your first year at Creighton, Sara?” Davis
interrupted.
    Jess was about to slice her steak when she
caught the ghostly pale look on her aunt’s face.
    Sara leaned forward and Jess had to strain to
even hear her words. “What do you think you’re doing?”
    Davis shrugged, tracing the rim of his glass.
“I’m just making conversation.”
    Jess lowered her fork. Clearly she needed to
get them back on track. “So yeah, it’s my first semester. I took a
couple of summer classes before August, but-”
    “ I had too much to drink
that night too,” Davis cut in. He was really good at that tonight.
“Mom was railing on about spoiling her non-existent grandchildren
or something another. You were smart and went out to the beach
before dessert.”
    “ Davis,” Sara hissed. Her
eyes were round and dark, like chocolate drops. “Don’t you dare. ”
    “ I escaped after my fifth or
eighth glass of wine. I walked out on the deck and made my way down
to the beach.
    Before I knew it was you, I lusted after the
girl who spun in a circle near the tide. Her dark hair flapped in
the wind. Her fingers were stretched out like she wanted to take
life by the fucking balls.
    It was kind of cool that night, so I found
myself wondering if I could see her nipples through her thin dress.
I wanted to see her, well, your, nipples.”
    Jess pushed back from the table. “So I think
I’m gonna head to bed.”
    “ But it was you,” Davis
continued, ignoring the interruption. “It was my baby sister. She
was the same age as you, Jess.”
    My eyes went round. He didn’t…they didn’t. I
mean I couldn’t judge, and they weren’t technically related, but he
grew up with her. He practically raised Aunt Sara.
    “ You fucked my brains out,”
Davis finished, tracing his lips. “I said no at first but she knew
what she wanted.
    I sure as hell wasn’t her first though. She
moved and bounced and shook like a pro.”
    Jess sat enraptured as a crack sliced through
Davis’ confession. Aunt Sara had slapped him across the face.
    His eyes registered pain and shock. Was it
because he couldn’t believe he’d just spilled the beans, or because
he couldn’t believe she’d struck him?
    Jess dug her fingers into the tablecloth as
her aunt tossed her napkin at Davis’ face. “You fucking
bastard.”
    Before Davis could say more, she lunged from
her chair and stormed