Shhh! Don't Tell (10 BOOK BUNDLE TABOO EROTICA) Read Online Free PDF Page B

was already back. I knew I should turn around and go to sleep but my feet kept going.
    When we got in his room, he closed the door behind me and smiled, still calm and easy, then went over to his bed and pulled his shirt off and started going through his DVD collection. “What are you in the mood for?”
    If he only knew what I was in the mood for. But how could he not know? “Action? Or, Comedy? I don’t know. Romantic comedy?”
    He looked over at me, his face serious like he was deep in thought, then his face cracked into a grin.
    “What?” I didn’t know what was so damned funny.
    “Nothing. You’re just cute.” Then he went back to looking through the movies.
    I was cute? Cute like sexy, or cute like a little dog? Why did he have to be so ambiguous all the time? I crossed my arms and my nostrils flared. I still couldn’t help but look at his muscled back though.
    He brought a movie out. “How about ’40 year old Virgin’”? Putting it in the DVD player without waiting for an answer.
    Was he trying to tell me something? This was all so new to me. I’d never had a serious boyfriend in my life. Gah! What was I even thinking? He was my brother not a potential boyfriend. I just need to keep reminding myself that.
    Then he gave me a look before quickly unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down so that he was standing there in the middle of the room in his boxers.
    My heart started pounding again. “What are you doing?”
    He shrugged. “If we’re going to watch a movie we might as well get comfortable. Don’t you find pants so constricting?”
    I didn’t know what to say. “Pants?”
    “Yeah, your pants.” He nodded to my legs. “Isn’t it hard to relax when you have them on?”
    “Umm, I don’t know.”
    “Well, try it. Come on. We’re family here. No reason to be shy.” He went and sat on the bed, his back against the wall like usual, looking at the TV not paying any attention to me.
    I could see the bulge in his boxers again and the taste of his cum was back in my mouth. It was true what he said though–pants were constricting. I pulled my t-shirt down making sure it was long enough to cover me, then undid my pants, stepped out of them and joined him on the bed.
    “Isn’t that nice?” He smiled at me.
    How could he be so cool right now? Totally calm like us sitting on his bed without pants was completely normal. My face felt flush all of a sudden. “Is it hot in here?”
    “Nah, I’m fine. You’re hot? Take your t-shirt off then.”
    “Oh, you wish.” I hit him on the shoulder, giggling.
    He shrugged and smiled.
    We started to get into the movie, sitting close to each other, our shoulders and legs touched, the same as always. Then his hand came up to my thigh, just resting it there.
    I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, then went back to the movie. My panties would definitely be soaked soon.
    Then, ever so slightly, he started moving his fingers across the smooth skin.
    I was glad I shaved my legs that day.
    His hand started working towards my inner thigh, just creeping along, going slow like he was testing me.
    My pussy was so warm at that point and it really was hot in there. I sighed loudly and his hand stopped moving, just rested there.
    I couldn’t take it.
    I put my hand over his and squeezed it, moaning lightly.
    Apparently that was his green light because he stopped moving slowly and his hand darted to my soaked panties.
    I gasped and pulled away from him. “Tom, wait.” I was almost out of breath. It was hard to get the words out. “We need to talk about this. About what happened last night.”
    His face turned red, his calmness fading against the crimson hue. “What are you talking about?”
    Good Lord. Was he really going to pretend it didn’t happen? “Fine.” I got up off the bed and gathered my pants, heading for the door.
    “Wait, don’t go.”
    I turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow, still ready to leave.
    “I’m sorry. Please, don’t go.”
    He