Good Girls 2: Don’t Tease Their Brothers By Leaving The Shower Door Open

by Velvet Diamond

Book Cover: Good Girls 2: Don't Tease Their Brothers By Leaving The Shower Door Open
Part of the Good Girls series:

I'd been teasing my older brother non-stop since I'd turned 18. I couldn't help it. He was SO handsome. He made my lady parts swoon. I don't know what it was about him, but I just couldn't stop thinking about him - or watching his sexy, muscular ass ripple as he walked by.

I knew I had to have him - but I was far too shy to make the first move.

Either way, I was going to make him mine.

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I'd been teasing my older brother non-stop since I'd turned 18. I couldn't help it. He was SO handsome. He made my lady parts swoon. I don't know what it was about him, but I just couldn't stop thinking about him - or watching his sexy, muscular ass ripple as he walked by.

I knew I had to have him - even though it was highly immoral - but I was far too shy to make the first move.

Either way, I was going to make him mine.

The perfect opportunity came when mom and dad had left for a weekend getaway, leaving me and my handsome stud of a brother alone in the house together. It was the first time we'd been alone since I'd turned 18!

"Hey bro," I said, walking into his bedroom. "You hungry?"

He smiled at me then leaned over on one elbow so that his face was level with mine. His eyes were dark and full of desire...and hunger. My heart raced out of control.

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I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. This wasn't good. Not only did this mean I wanted him bad enough to do something immoral - like fuck my own brother - it meant that my pussy juices would be dripping down my legs before long.

"Yeah, actually," Brett replied softly. "Could you grab us two sodas? And maybe some chips too."

My mind reeled. What kind of monster was I becoming?! Wasn't incest supposed to be wrong!? But why shouldn't I want to fuck my hot older, 19-year-old brother!?

We were just a year apart in age, so it was only a question of morality. Our parents had raised us very strict, but I knew for a fact that it had backfired on them with Brett. And now it was about to backfire with me.

But who cared about morality anymore...?

Not me.

It didn't take more than five minutes for me to walk back upstairs with the drinks and food. I handed them both to him and watched as he took a sip of his soda.

"Listen, Brett, I'm gonna go take a nice, quick shower. Don't you dare go peeping in on me, sicko!" I laughed, then turned and stepped into the bathroom.

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