Forbidden Fling by Kat Taylor

Author:Kat Taylor [Taylor, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 3

“Damn Neveah! Looking good!”

I smile a little at Braedon and smooth my hands over the sundress I dug out of my suitcase. It was white with little yellow flowers on it, and I’d bought it on a whim a few months ago. It was cut sinfully for such a sweet pattern, the dip between my breasts just low enough that I can’t really wear a bra with it. Normally, that was enough to make me a little self-conscious.

Tonight, I’ve left my panties off, too.

The dress hits me at mid-thigh, but I still feel so exposed. It makes me clench my thighs together in anticipation. Brad isn’t leaving the house again tonight. Surely Mr. Jones didn’t actually mean to do anything while sharing the same roof as his son. Surely I shouldn’t want exactly that?

“Hey, babe.” Brad loops an arm around my waist and presses a quick kiss to my lips. He leers down at my cleavage. “The things I’m going to do to you later.”

“Brad!” I playfully smack him. Just a day ago, him saying that in front of his friends would have me blushing and dying a little bit inside. Now, the sentence feels clumsy and silly. How can it be anything else when I have his father’s voice in the back of my mind?

Tight little cunt made just for me. Now that you’ve had a man, Neveah, you’ll never go back to fucking boys again. Now be a good slut and cum all over this cock again.

I shiver, and Brad’s grin widens. “We’re going to play some video games. You want in?”

“Video games?” I lift my brows. “Brad, we’re at a beach house. You play video games all the time at home.”

“Air conditioning feels too good to be outside.” He shrugged and released me. “Want a beer?”

I bite back a sigh, resigning myself to hours of boredom. I like video games, but he and his frat brothers are so damn competitive, it takes the fun right out of it. After Brad yelled at me once for my death-kill ratio on Call of Duty, I always find an excuse not to play. “Maybe later.”

“Cool.” His attention is already straying to where Chad and Paeton have set up the Xbox. He and Braedon round the kitchen island, ribbing each other as they drop onto the couch, already bickering about who’s playing first.

That’s when Mr. Jones comes into the kitchen.

I suck in a harsh breath. He’s changed out of his lounge pants and into a pair of blue shorts…and nothing else. I drink in the sight of his broad chest, my body pinging with the memory of touching him. Of him touching me.

“Hey, Dad.” Brad barely looks over. “Done with work already?”

“Took the day off.” He moves to the fridge with only the barest glance at me and pulls out two beers. “What are you boys up to?”

“Pretty obvious.” Brad laughs and nudges Braedon. “Use your eyes, old man.” Paeton clicks a button, and the loud sounds of the start screen fill the room.

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