Nephew's Taboo Victory

Alex has taken his twin cousins Linda and Lara as his lovers. But his revenge is not finished. To complete his uncle's destruction, Alex is going to seduce his aunt. Can he convince sexy MILF Karen that his uncle is running a drug ring before it's too late? Find out in “Nephew's Taboo Victory!”

~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~

“You know,” a voice said quietly, making her flinch in surprise, “it really ticks me off to see the way he treats you.”

Alex. She hadn’t even noticed when the noise from the mower had stopped, or his quiet footsteps as he crossed the kitchen and stood behind her. His shirt was off, perhaps due to the muggy June heat, and all he wore was a pair of jeans. They rode low on his lean hips, and his bare skin seemed to glow with youthful vitality.

Karen flushed, reminded of the scene in her daughters’ bedroom. She had held Alex in her arms when he was barely three hours old. But he wasn’t a baby any more. Or even her dead sister’s son. He was a man.

She bent her head, hiding her eyes as she scrubbed at a stain. “I’m used to it,” she said.

“You shouldn’t be.” Strong arms came around her waist, clasping her loosely. His breath stirred the hair on the back of her neck, making her skin prickle. “Nobody should get used to being treated like crap. You’ve been married how long? And he takes you for granted.” His voice rose into a nasal whine. “He’s like a kid, for Chrissake. Where’s my dinner? Where’s my socks? Me me me want want want mine mine mine!”

Almost against her will, Karen giggled. “A woman like you should be appreciated, Aunt Karen,” Alex said into her ear. She could smell him now, clean male sweat and fresh-mown grass. His voice lowered. “Cherished. Loved.”

She smiled at him in the window, though her stomach did a slow, uneasy flip. “Thanks, honey.”

His arms tightened a little bit about her. Not enough to scare her, but enough so she could feel the strength of his body.

And something else.

The firm length of an unmistakable erection, pressing through his jeans and into her bottom.

Karen bit her lip. But she couldn’t stop the instinctive roll of her rear end back into Alex’s hard-on until it was too late to stop. The same one she had seen pleasuring both of her daughters only a few days before. The one she had dreamed about, fantasized about, her hand rubbing herself under the sheets until she came to climax after shameful climax, tears trickling from under her tight-shut lids in the blessed privacy of her bedroom.

“Alex,” she whispered. “No.”

“No?” There was no question about his intentions, now. His lips pressed against the skin of her neck, and heat bloomed everywhere on her body. “Why not? I love you.”

“I’m married. You’re my nephew. It’s wrong.”

“Your husband is a pig,” he replied calmly, turning his hands so his knuckles brushed against the quivering skin of her belly. “You know it and I know it. And very, very soon, he is going to get exactly what is coming to him.” His words echoed her hidden thoughts. “I’m your nephew. You’re my aunt. So what? Why shouldn’t you be happy for once?”

Karen tried to lace her voice with scorn. But instead it came out trembling. “And you think you can make me happy?”

“I don’t think I can,” Alex replied confidently.

“I know.”