After the Fall: Close and Confined (Taboo Erotica) (Eden Harem Book 1)

After the Fall: Close and Confined (Taboo Erotica) (Eden Harem Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

Book: After the Fall: Close and Confined (Taboo Erotica) (Eden Harem Book 1) Read Online Free PDF
Author: Anya Merchant
excitement as he made his way over. After everything that had happened, all that they’d been through, he wanted to be close to her. Jack wanted to be in bed with his mother, hugging her, holding her, and feeling as though it was all going to be okay.
    “Don’t be shy, honey,” she whispered. “Take off your clothes and climb on in. Except for your boxers, of course.”
    Of course.
    Jack turned away from her and quickly began stripping his clothes off. His mom had rearranged some of the supplies in the plastic totes and repurposed one of them as a laundry hamper. He tossed his shirt and shorts across the room, both of them landing nearby, but a little off target.
    “Can you look for the light switch and turn it off?” asked Rebecca. “We need to do everything we can to make sure we save the limited energy we have down here.”
    Her voice was melodic in Jack’s ears. He nodded and walked over to the door that led to the stairs and hallway, feeling his cock guiltily beginning to stiffen with illicit horniness.
    This is stupid. She’s my mother, and I’m her son. Nothing is going to happen. Nothing can happen!
    The switch was just a tiny panel next to the hatch that they’d overlooked on their way in. Jack flicked it off and was introduced to darkness far beyond anything he’d ever experienced before in his life. There was nothing to give off even the slightest amount of light, no stars, no moon, no street lamps.
    “Over here, honey,” whispered his mom. “Just follow the sound of my voice.”
    “Thanks.” Jack walked quickly across the main room and towards her, a little too much so. He was still in midstep as he reached the bed and tripped forward onto it, landing on his mother with all the grace of a fish out of water.
    “Whoops!” The way Jack had fallen left him in a very compromised position. His mom was directly underneath him, warm and soft and mostly naked. An erotic shiver went down his spine as he reflexively pushed his crotch forward, grinding his dick against what was either her thigh or her butt through his boxers.
    “Easy, sweetie,” whispered Rebecca. “There should be enough room, just slide over.”
    Jack set his hand down on something soft and warm instead of the bed. It took him a split second longer than it should have to realize that it was one of his mom’s breasts, and react accordingly.
    What am I doing?
    He rolled to the side, tangling the sheets as he did. Rebecca reached over to remake the bed and then brought her hand down on his thigh. Jack’s cock was rock hard, and it pulled his full attention to the strange, tense nature of the situation.
    “Honey…” whispered his mom. “Are you okay?”
    “Uh, yeah, of course, mom!” Jack turned so that he was facing her in the dark. His hard on brushed against her stomach, neither of them able to get more than a few inches of space on the small surface of the bed.
    “I know how different this is,” she said. “And I know how hard it is for you. But we’ll find a way to adapt to it, it will just take some time.”
    She reached her arms out and pulled Jack into a soft hug. His cock strained against the fabric of his boxers, and he could feel her warm naked body against his, the silkiness of her bra and panties making him almost insane with desire.
    She’s my mother! What kind of pervert am I?
    “I… mom…” Jack was at a loss for words. Rebecca leaned her face in close to his, her hot breath tickling the skin on his neck as she planted a kiss on his cheek. Jack’s hips were moving of their own accord, slowly grinding forward against her.
    “It’s okay, sweetie,” she whispered. “I love you.”
    This is wrong!
    It took every drop of effort in his body, but Jack managed to pull himself away from his mother. He slid his legs over the side of the bed and stumbled across the room, fumbling blindly against the wall and through the door of the bathroom.
    “Honey, are you okay?” Rebecca’s footsteps could be heard
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