Nephew's Taboo Vengeance - The Complete Anthology
Alana Church
Publisher: _Boruma Publishing, LLC
Summary
After three years in prison for a crime he didn't commit, Alex escapes swearing revenge. He knows who was responsible, and he's going to destroy him, one step at a time. He will take everything from his uncle. First his daughters. Then his wife. It's time for "Nephew's Taboo Vengeance!" ~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~ “Whoa. Hey.” Lara’s eyes widened as the names of the channels flickered past. And it wasn’t all tame stuff like ESPN and the Hallmark channel and BBC America. “I didn’t know Mom and Dad were forking out for the adult channels.” “Ew.” Linda’s nose wrinkled. “I do not want to think about that.” From his expression, Lara was pretty sure Alex agreed. “We don’t have to watch anything hard-core, Linda. But I bet there’s some spicy stuff that doesn’t include, like, actual penetration. What do you think, Alex?” “I think I’ve seen enough wangs to last me the rest of my life,” Alex said dryly. “But if you can find something that isn’t a complete sausage-fest and has some, you know, artistic value, I’m game.” Lara looked across Alex at Linda, who lifted one shoulder in an infinitesimal shrug. Lara let out a careful breath. She loved her sister, and they were as close as siblings could be. But sometimes she wished Linda would loosen up a little bit. It wasn’t as if Linda hated sex, or boys, or anything like that. But she seemed to live her entire life looking over her shoulder, wondering what everyone else was thinking. She found something that looked intriguing, then hesitated, her finger over the button on the remote. “Do lesbians…gross you out, Alex?” “God, no. Why would they?” “Some guys don’t like it. Or at least that’s what they’ve told me.” Her cousin twitched a shoulder, face giving away nothing. “Some guys, maybe. Not me.” A tiny smile lifted the corner of his mouth, and she fought down an absurd urge to kiss it and see if she could make it a smile in truth. “The more gorgeous women the merrier is what I say.” Emboldened, she chose a movie. To her relief, it wasn’t one of those films that had the women stripping off their clothes in the first five minutes. The plot was thin, and the oldest possible trope – a lonely, wealthy woman, divorced and bitter, living alone, befriended a lovely female hitchhiker. The younger woman needed a place to crash, and almost against her will the older woman let her stay at her house for a few days. Despite herself, she began to fall for the younger woman, who had not yet become jaded by life. Beside the pool, in the kitchen, at the dining room table, smoldering glances hinted at a volcano of forbidden lust, ready to explode into passion. It was affecting her, on a level below thought. Oh, sure, she could make jokes and mock the movie with her twin and her cousin, but underneath, Lara could feel her body heating with desire. The older woman was a typical white MILF, tall, slim, blond, and small-titted. But it was the younger woman who caught Lara’s gaze. She was a black-haired Hispanic girl, petite, but with a pair of knockers that rivaled Lara’s own, and a way of looking at the camera that made you fantasize about what she would be like in bed. Lara tried to relax. But her body was screaming at her, demanding she do something, even as lovely little Lupe invited herself into Sandra’s shower, pressing her body up against the older woman as she kissed her voraciously. She shifted, leaning against Alex, trying to hide her arousal with feigned boredom. Until she felt her cousin’s arm settle around her side, his hand on her ribs, a bare palm-width from the hot, urgent ache of her breast. And then it moved closer.
Available since: 09/21/2023.
Print length: 81 pages.
