My Brother Spanks Me for Being a Slut

A game of truth and dare with my older brother turns spicy.

After my brother came to my parents’ house for a visit, he was all I could think about. He’s so damn hot, and he’s ruined me for other guys. I’m a virgin because whenever I kiss someone, he’s all I can think about. Staying at his place for a few days while I tour a college campus is probably a bad idea… and I definitely shouldn’t play a naughty game of truth or dare with him.

My Brother Spanks Me for Being a Slut is a standalone taboo age-gap romantic quickie between an older brother and sister. Includes breeding themes and an irresistible attraction that leads to a filthy HEA.

Word count: 6034. All characters are 18+
The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

“Truth or dare,” I say without thinking.

Oh god, what am I doing?

“Aren’t we a bit old for that?” Adam raises an eyebrow and my stomach tenses.

Shit, I might as well go for it now. He didn’t say no. I give him my best flirty tone. “Chicken?”

His eyes harden. “Dare.”

I pretend to think, even though I know exactly what I want. “I dare you to…take off your shirt.”

He laughs and starts to unbutton it. My heart races as I watch his fingers work their way down, revealing more skin with each passing second. A warm flush creeps up my neck, and I struggle to keep my breathing steady. Part of me wants to look away, to compose myself, but I can’t tear my eyes from him.

I watch, mesmerized, as he reveals his tanned chest and chiseled abs. My mouth goes dry, and I have to resist the urge to reach out and touch him. The air between us feels charged, electric.

“Truth or dare, Jessica?” he says in a husky voice.

“Dare,” I say immediately. I don’t even have to mentally debate my choice.

“I dare you to come closer.”

I walk to him on shaky legs until I’m almost touching him. I can feel the warmth of his body, and the tiny hairs along my arms stand up.

“Truth or dare?” I whisper.

“Truth.”

I gather my courage, pulse thundering. “Do you want to f*ck me as badly as I want you to?”

His eyes blaze, jaw clenching. He reaches out, brushing a thumb across my lower lip. “Babygirl,” he growls. “You have no idea.”