Naughty Haunts
Eleven Spooky Love Stories
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Blurb:
I’m sure there’s a rule in the friend code that makes lusting after your
bestie forbidden. But if giving in to this off-the-charts chemistry is
wrong, I don’t want to be right.
Genre/Theme:
New Adult, Stepbrother Romance, Friends to Lovers
Copyright © Nicole Austin, 2016
RYLAND
For more than three years I’ve been tortured by mile-long
legs I want wrapped tight around my hips, hourglass curves I ache to run my
fingers over, a lush rack with deep cleavage my dick needs to fuck. And those
lips, Christ. Strawberry red and full, framing a wide mouth that stars in my
spank bank.
Then there’s her hair. Black and glossy as a raven’s wing,
it falls in thick, long waves to the upper swell of her mouthwatering,
heart-shaped ass. I want to feel the silken mass sliding over my body while she
rides me. See it spread out on my pillow. Tangle my fingers in the gorgeous
strands and pull while I fuck her from behind.
And her expressive eyes. I could easily lose myself—drown in
the sparkling blue pools. But I can’t. Hallie’s strictly off limits. The deceptively
quiet girl I befriended on our first day of freshman year. The one I’ve coaxed
and prodded into relaxing and enjoying life. The sweet, serious, cautious girl
who astounded me with her depth and intelligence once I gained her trust. And
the craziest thing is…she has no idea she’s smokin’ hot, which makes her even
more incredible.
My dad and her mom met during the first family weekend event
and an instant connection formed. Our parents became close friends. The four of
us have gone on vacations together and they even hang out when we’re not
around.
Early on her mom took me aside, asked me to watch out for
Hallie, keep her naïve daughter from getting hurt by manipulative guys. I
readily accepted the job, swore to protect my friend. Since then I’ve kept her
close, chasing off any guy who would have asked her out. Those douches won’t
get their hands on her. Hallie’s mine.
My precious introvert who’s clueless to the fact she holds my heart and soul in
her slender hands.
But no more. Last night changed everything. Under the
influence of tequila, Hallie shared erotic fantasies that got me so hot and
hard I came in my pants without ever being touched. That hasn’t happened since
puberty. But watching her palm her tits while telling me what she wants, fuck.
It felt like she’d seen into my head and discovered all my sexual desires.
You see, it turns out my little Princess is a dark side
lurker who wants to be watched while having rough, no holds barred sex. She
breathlessly admitted it all in vivid explicit detail. Right before she passed
out.
But that’s okay. It’s all good. I want Hallie sober and
clearheaded, knowing who possess her, gives her everything she needs, when I
take her for the first time. Then I’m never letting her go.
So yeah, the restraints are gone. There’s nothing holding me
back. Tonight I make her mine. And knowing my girl like I do, I didn’t give her
time to stress over the party. I made the invite a last minute challenge, a way
to prove she’s able to be spontaneous and conquer what she fears most—walking
into a social event alone.
But I’m waiting. Watching. Ghosting the halls of the
antebellum mansion, a silent dark wraith. Not interacting or even noticing the
other partygoers. Not until an electrical charge surges in the air, tingling
over my skin. And I don’t have to be told.
Hallie’s here. My wait is over.
